the sun shines as i leave new york melting the snow i shovled yesterday to make way for more to fall we are flimsy echoes of ourselves too distant to be ourselves except some moments with no thoughts of what’s behind or ahead of the taxi like on holidays and at funerals
We look far from ourselves in NZ. Far from our culture to the superiority of other cultures. A bit self deprecating really. It goes hand on hand with all that tall poppy malarky. It seems that we stare so hard at the western powerhouses of cultural iconography like America and the United Kingdom, that we somehow [...]
Well its not all that bad over here in the US really. The bulk of what we hear outside looking in is either pretty horrific, or a kind of thought control by media. War. Waterboarding. Mass Fear. Straussian social control. Oppression. Military Industrial Complex. Mickey Mauss. Transport Safety Authority. Plastic Disney stars. Scientology. Fox news. But then you go to an organic [...]
I’ve been in New York for less than a week. Today I was told I walked past the building that appeared on the album cover for Physical Graffiti. I loved that album as a kid. I remember in my teens ranting hard at a friend about the drum accents in ‘Ten Years Gone’. It is [...]
If the Nazis won the war all our Christmas trees would look like this. Perfect distribution of branches, perfect triangle shape, perfectly matt green, uniformly short fir leaves. I was told they arrive wrapped in a mesh wrap – looking like a large umbrella. After the mesh is cut the tree falls into its perfect Pythagorean shape. [...]
’m sure it wouldn’t be considered a crime back in Wellington to throw the first coffee I had in New York back at the barista. Even the worst coffee you get in Wellies is mostly drinkable. Mine here in an Italian restaurant off Times Square was totally undrinkable. If a bad Wellington coffee had some [...]