Article Archive for September 2004

Jet Moon
By davey
Posted in Fiction on 30 September 2004
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Jet Moon doesn’t have a ticket but she’ll ride on to the next station. She’ll get off, ride the escalator upwards and emerge onto the street. It’s raining in Tokyo tonight. She’ll pass by a comic book stand, plastic meals in a window. Rain sluices down the window. There is a bar on the [...]

Karappo vs Okesutura
By davey
Posted in Poems on 29 September 2004
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Once upon a time in Japan, there was a boy named Karappo.
He was empty.
One day, Karappo met a girl named Okesutura.
She was an orchestra.
Okesutura filled Karappo’s emptiness with music.
She engulfed him with sound.
Karappo fell madly in love with Okesutura.
He asked her to stay with him forever.
He wanted to hear her perfect sound forever.
But Okesutura feared [...]

Foggy Dew Edit @ #5!
By davey
Posted in Davey Dreamnation on 28 September 2004
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While [d/dn] looks on in grief as his popularity slips on the mp3.com.au artist charts, the exact opposite is true for the track “Foggy Dew Edit” from his barnstorming Recognition of Prior Learning LP. This kick-arse piece of noodling sits at present at #5 on the lo-fi charts, despite not possessing any lyrics or song [...]

Tram Recovery Vehicle
By davey
Posted in Blogging, Fiction on 22 September 2004
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Last night I was walking along Queens Parade when along came an old green tram. I think it was of the kind that they refer to nowadays as “W-Class”: like the City Circle trams, only green. The tram was going very slowly, heading along Queens Parade towards Westgarth. I began to worry for the tram, [...]

Let’s fight the pop-ups!
By davey
Posted in Poems on 21 September 2004
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meddling kids with their internet
pop-ups planting jitches in those
unexpected drum /fill up my crevice
moments inevitably doomed to fall
between their terminals of thunder
& the beginnings of the jaundice /
plague its down on hands & hips
& back to feeling aghast my baby
lives on a pop-up page we shudder
tho my slax stained with mustard
tell me sadder tales - [...]

A veteran of the club scene
By davey
Posted in Poems on 21 September 2004
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panic on the streets of south
yarra geez they shut us down
when im peaking its a ripoff
shits been cut with something
maybe brain juices? not mine
got the tipoff said get rid of
em ages ago i loved to dance
though dont seem to have the
energy anymore im still here
propping up a legendary club
foot & nose patches stop the
bleeding bring [...]

Tribesco debuts at #5
By davey
Posted in Davey Dreamnation on 20 September 2004
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[d/dn] has returned triumphantly to the mp3.com.au charts, with a blistering attack on its upper reaches. Just one week after its release, the slow-burning Tribesco has debuted at #5 on the lo-fi single charts. Even more ominously, [d/dn] himself sits at #2 on the artist charts and should reach #1 as a matter of course. [...]

Strike A Prose!
By davey
Posted in Friends, Gigs on 20 September 2004
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Well, he did it with the Mike Oldfield Five and now it’s time for Davey aka Clint the 1980s Budgie Smuggler to strut his stuff once again. This pic was taken by STW (who else?) on the weekend during a video shoot for “Strike A Prose”, a show being held as part of this year’s [...]

[d/dn] releases split 7″
By davey
Posted in Davey Dreamnation on 13 September 2004
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In news from mp3.com.au, it appears Davey Dreamnation has risen from the dead. His latest offering is a double single, “48 Bars” b/w “Tribesco”. Rumour has it that he intends to release the Tribesco LP before the end of the year. We’ll see if that ever eventuates.

Farnsie’s anti-competitive!
By davey
Posted in Oddities on 8 September 2004
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F*** I hate Farnsie. How that man has leeched the culture out of this country. It wasn’t always this way. I mean, “You’re the Voice” was a wake-up call for Australia. It featured bagpipes - a la “It’s a long way …” and “Under the Milky Way ..” - and I have to admit the [...]

the house that cortez built
By davey
Posted in Poems on 6 September 2004
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he will tear it down himself
the robots! the robots! the mud-made robots!
each one he sends off into the jungle
with a fig-leaf for a heart
and another for modesty
“ah, yes, fair senorita,” he says,
“i built these walls myself
but now i must go to market”
these words seem strange,
even as he whispers them softly
on the way to market
“to [...]