Bliss is...

Freezing weather, cobblestone streets, industrial madness, a thriving alternative vibe and disused bomb shelters that double as concert venues.

Beer, burlesque and brötche ain't bad either.

T-Minus

18 minutes till this obsessive rort masquerading as internet connection runs out. So, enough time for a story or two or at least the first part of the ongoing multi-part-saga-esque Korean cyborg docu-drama.

Spent three lovely but unexpected days in SG with some old friends. Astro turf, monkeys and tigers proved the highlights, along with Mr Mok, Mr Lau and neverending vats of hawker awesomeness. :)

That being said...

If I never again enter Changi aiport,I will die happy. Knowing all the Qantas ground staff by first name is a bizarrely disconcerting experience. So farewell Sherwin, Jean, Clint, Amy and Jo, well, you can go f*ck yourself. :P Remember, stand-by can be fun kids.

Did manage to pick up a couple of new transit buddies in the waiting pen, although if you'd said to me five days ago I would be sharing a hotel room with two boys whilst laid over in Singapore en-route to Europe, I probably would have told you to get your head read, :). Very fun, random times.

Speed of this blogging caper is unfortunately relative to time remaining, which has now exhausted, so stay tuned in kidlets for episode two - the arrival.

Happiness is...

Magazines at Changi Airport informing me about 'Escapism' and instructing me to 'live your fantasy'.

That and free wireless internet.

More words and possibly pictures coming as soon as superbitchcheckinchickladyfromhell either boards me or bumps me from this next leg. :)

Exit Music

And so it begins.

x

Furi-Kuri

Finally, this week, i'm beginning to feel the shackles of too much creative dormancy being ripped from their foundations. I sense there will be little sleep in the next little while and my brain is burning in anticipation. :)

Monday, Zaireeka, the first of Algae Rhythm's babies was unveiled amongst modest fanfare and much booze. Great, inspiring people, funky bathroom decor and some fabulous fudge all made for a great night. And the Zine, lets not forget the Zine! Big shout out to Bear and Alex for a fabulous little nugget that i'll cherish for a long while.

Today, I can again feel the creative sands shifting, some late night im'ing with Barry has turned into the foundations of an Algae Rhythm event and my head is awash with thoughts, sketches and very rusty Japanese characters. Colour me excited. *whip whip*

Some late night Ghibli browsing caused me to trip upon this in description of the aims of the museum:

"It is suffused with ideas and new challenges so that the exhibits do not get dusty or old, and that investments are made to realize that goal"

If only everything in life was modelled on such a simple premise.

I can resist everything but temptation

... and, it appears, the discipline to rant online in any kind of semi regular state.

Resolution to try harder starts now.

Meanwhile, the thought of these guys at the Opera House makes my world that little bit more smiley right now.

Transcendence

I'd like to be above and beyond it all.

Or at the very least enveloped in an endless vacuum of words and sound.

This clip suits my mood right now. To quote Adam its all "dreamy and muddied and pretty like that".