Charming Concert.

Last week I headed over to the Opera House to watch my favourite brother and sister from Australia. I have loved their music for a bit now and this concert only made me fall more in love with them. They were truly charming, from the way they interacted on the stage to the stories they told to the broad array of instruments they each play. When they came out for there encore they tried an experiment where they wanted to turn off all the lights (which of course they weren't allowed to do because human beings are anal) but the reason being so people could just use their ears and not their eyes. Mm. Makes me smile. On another note, I have never been to a concert where half the audience talks their heads off. We got to the concert late, so were consequently standing at the back of the venue near the bar where you could hardly hear them playing because of all the chitter-chatter. I was about ready to kill five Australian boys who were clearly hammered and just went to the concert to hit on girls. During the encore they decided to stand behind me and scream. Oi vey. Other than that, it was a great experience.

Thank you Angus and Julia Stone.

Listen to this track from their first album written by Angus: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEZ-m61dBKY (please notice the elephant at the beginning.. I'm in love.)

And this one from their second album which is has more Julia singing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUDc1frz22E&feature=related

Some New Members Of The Family.

I'd like to formally welcome two new members to my hopefully forever growing family. Today I picked up a beautiful Kala Uke and Harmonica. I have pretty much been annoying my family by chasing them around playing the five chords on my Uke and turning what they are doing into a song. You all should look forward to it when I see you. WELCOME NEW TOYS.

Problem, Solution.

You're going to a little shindig at your friends house. It's pretty far and you've already started drinking your 10 dollar of, lets just say less than satisfactory bottle of white wine. Seems simple, you're feeling light and are dancing around your apartment freely to some classics. Until you realize you may end up going and shakin' your booty at a local bar. If you're going to do this there's no way you are going to bring a huge bag to carry the half drunk bottle of wine. What was my solution you ask? Well, simply pour your wine into a preservatives jar. Small, fashionable and you're bound to have one lying around the house from the last time your Grandpa made a great batch of lupini beans.

A-Bio

My lovely friend Maxine Segalowitz needed to write a bio for a dance show she will be participating in a few months. So naturally I was by her side to spit some rhymes. This is what came out of my mouth pretty consecutively.

Maxine Segalowitz.
That’s my name, I’ll tell you my game,
dancing around in circles, that’s how I make my fame!
A plie here, A plie there, watch out! This shit just ain’t fair!
When i’m done, you’ll know i’m number one,
cuz i’m fuckin’ Maxine Segalowitz.
HOLLER OUT!

We sent in a serious bio and this, we will see what prevails.

Some Truth For All Y'all Listen'rs

Wednesdays have always been such glorious days.

Peace And Long Hair.

Today I am having a very John Lennon day. Earlier in the day I watched a John Lennon documentary which inspired me obviously to come home and listen to The Beatles. I am now about to watch Nowhere Boy. I could very well write a Artist of the Once and a While but I am not going to pretend I understand, or know anything about John Lennon. Although I learned a lot when watching the documentary, I definitely don't have the first clue about him. In all honesty, it made me more confused yet more intrigued by him. Instead I'll just acknowledge my John Lennon day. So happy Megan's John Lennon day everyone.

Autumn Is Not A Friendly Word To Spell.

These are pictures from around Toronto taken on my SLR that was given to me by my Mother's friend Don. The beginning and the end of the roll seem to have some weird line of exposure. Not sure if it's my camera, the film or just my fault. Well hope you enjoie.

You Know What I Think?

You know what I think? I think eating popcorn alone is terribly depressing. What's even more sad, is that it's almost become a daily ritual. Care to watch tonights batch me eating Hesse popcorn? Just press play lovely people of the lovely world.