Second Wave
Speaking of missing Agnes Varda (see last post), will I ever get to see L’une chante, l’autre pas? I just gotta.
I drew my ship
The only thing more annoying than not being where you want to be, is finding out about something you missed while you were there. It’s one thing to have to make a decision that you couldn’t go to something (oh, say, like seeing Agnes Varda speak at Harvard), but another to not be given the [...]
Years after trying to live a woman’s life
Sibylle Baier was IN Alice in the Cities?! My oh my. That essay’s worth a gander, by the by.
Every day is silent and grey
I’m about to start hosting a new radio show on a Sunday afternoon here in Sydney. A few years ago, I started out in broadcasting by hosting a ridiculous segment on my dear friend Eliza’s otherwise impeccable show Unputdownable. My little bit was called Hollybobs, a three song crime that she could be classed as [...]
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In a documentary I was watching last week Roger Daltrey described Keith Moon’s fashion predilections as leaning towards pop art, saying he liked to wear images such as hearts and targets. Ginger Rogers, then, proto-pop? Apparently Karen Walker approved, as that very dress hangs in my closet. I wore it to a book launch once, [...]
Wake Me, Shake Me
I’ve started listening to a local classical radio station regularly (quite at odds with the station I present on, but just a few frequencies down on the dial). Mostly when I need to think while I work. I listen partly for pleasure but predominantly for its unexpected effects. You see, I’ve recently misplaced my glasses [...]
Now, back to dancing!
Rain on a Sunday, and I didn’t have Seance on a Wet Afternoon to keep me company, so I looked up the midday movie. The synopsis was all but missing a final “hilarity ensues.” A busload of nuns and teenage girls find nothing but trouble on a cross-country trip to a California youth rally. Films [...]
Heather, my love, there’s a new sheriff in town
Hey, 2009? 2010 will be taking your red hair scrunchie now.