David Byrne is a God

T and I went to see David Byrne play tonight at Hamer Hall on his Songs of David Byrne & Brian Eno tour. I have been a big fan of David Byrne and Talking Heads since I was about 9 or 10, when I first listened (repeatedly) to my older brothers' Stop Making Sense and Little Creatures tapes on a swimming camp. 

The set list was mostly from this years' Everything That Happens Will Happen Today. I like some of this album, especially Strange Overtones, I Feel My Stuff and Poor Boy, and they were great live. Still, I was very excited by the prospect of some Talking Heads numbers, and some from My Life in the Bush of Ghosts. In addition to the songs from Everything That Happens above, highlights for me included: 

• I Zimbra, Heaven, Air and Life During Wartime (Fear of Music) 
• Once in a Lifetime (Remain in Light) 
• Take Me to the River (More Songs About Building and Food) 
• Help Me Somebody (My Life in the Bush of Ghosts)
  

Many of the songs were accompanied by dancers that often involved Mr Byrne in the choreography. At first I thought it didn't work, but it grew on me and after a few songs, the movement really started to work for me - especially when the Road to Nowhere run was incorporated. 

Thanks David - I also really liked how you matched your white hair with everyone onstage wearing white. 

Thailand

I am a very absent blogger. Things have been so incredibly busy at work that I have been exhausted when I get home from work and on the weekends. Not to mention this heatwave that seems to be neverending.......

Still, I was inspired today to write and try and catch up on everything. First things first, T and I had a wonderful holiday over Christmas and New Year in Thailand and Laos. Our first stop was Bangkok, where we had a great time visiting Wat Po, Wat Arun, Wat Phra Kaew and the Grand Palace. We spent a lot of time getting massages at the Wat Po traditional Thai massage school. Here are some of the highlights: 

Wat Po

Wat Po

Street near our hotel, the Lamphu Tree.

Wat Phra Kaew

Wat Arun

Next stop: Luang Prabang, Laos.

The Necks, Spiritualized & Silver Apples

Before I blog about our Christmas jaunt to Thailand and Laos, I have to write about The Necks. T and I saw them two nights in a row this week at the Corner, and they did not disappoint. Storms brewed, lightening and thunder struck, and hails of bullets rained on corrugated iron roofs. I do wonder if these vaguely violent images have been influenced by my reading this book at the moment. Or perhaps it is to do with having just finished watching season 3 of this.

Tonight we saw Spiritualized. I'm not a fan post 1997 or so, but the songs they did tonight, particularly from Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space were particularly good. Silver Apples did the support slot, and I was blown away. I can't believe that they/he started out 41 years ago. We spoke to Simeon afterwards, and he was a lovely guy. 

Tomorrow it is off to ATP at Mt Buller for more of all three of these bands. 

Bye to Bangkok

T and I are sitting in a cafe in Bangkok in the last few hours of our holiday. It is a bittersweet ending - I miss our little house, but I would also love to keep going. It has been a fairly relaxing holiday, mostly because we haven't moved around too much - Bangkok, Luang Prabang and Vientiane. Once I sort out my photos, I'll put up some proper posts of what we got up to for the last 11 days or so. 

Hope everyone has had a great Christmas and happy new year!

Sick

Urghh.......having the flu at this time of year is horrible (actually at any time of year). I need to catch up on blogging about our trip to Edgar's Mission and all sorts of other stuff. Maybe this weekend.......

More Wedding Celebrations...

We had two family wedding celebrations - the first one was in my hometown of Tauranga, New Zealand. The majority of our time in NZ was taken up with two things. First was cooking for the celebration: 

The celebration was great - my Dad made a lovely speech, followed by T, then me. Everyone seemed to have a fun time, I know T and I certainly did!

Our second major activity was spending time with my family, with everything centred around my gorgeous little niece Cara: 

We had a night in Sydney before heading down to Canberra. We stayed at The Grace, which was super nice and just around the corner from Peace Harmony, a veggie Thai restaurant. No photos as I wolfed our food (tamarind veggies, tofu and "chicken") down before even thinking to take a picture, but here are some of the hotel:

We had breakfast at a vegan friendly place the next morning before heading down to Canberra. I forget the name of it, but the hot cider with lemon and cloves was so good I had two:

The majority of our time in Canberra was again cooking for the celebration picnic: 

We also managed to squeeze in some meals at the Au Lac (I can never get over how delicious their lemongrass "chicken" is). 

It was great to catch up with friends and family at the picnic, including Kristy, Toby and Dan who had come up from Melbourne for the occasion.  We also managed to sneak in an extended session of Singstar at Evan & Jess' house after the picnic - I got to trot out Disco 2000 and Brass in Pocket.

 

At the end of the weekend, it was time to fly back to Melbourne. It was very sad for me (and T) to arrive back in some ways, as it meant a return to our everyday lives, ie, going back to work. In other ways it was great to be back - not having to live out of a suitcase and being able to sit still for a minute without thinking we only had limited time in that place. And of course, seeing our friends again was wonderful!

Final Destination

No, not the film.......San Francisco, the final stop on the US leg of the trip. It was a long drive from Portland to SF, but we got to see some of the autumn colours in full swing: 

At one point I overtook a long silver bus which T speculated as to whether it might be Neil Young's tour bus, given it had the licence plate "Zuma". A little bit of research after we arrived in SF hours later confirmed that it was the very same, and that we were going to be in town for the Bridge School Benefit so we snapped up some tickets. 

We ended up at an abandoned naval base on Treasure Island on our first day there. I'm a big fan of abandoned buildings: 

Sausalito and Golden Gate National Park were next up:

We dined that night at Herbivore, this time at the Divisadero location. This time we even managed dessert, a strawberry & rhubarb pie for me, and a chocolate cupcake with vanilla bean icecream for T. A couple of the ginger-infused vodka cocktails with pineapple and pear juice were a nice (and strong) companion to the meal. 

The following day was the Bridge School Benefit in Mountain View, about an hour or so from SF. We were a bit late, but the highlights of the night were Wilco (for T), Norah Jones (!) (for me - she covered War on War by Wilco that I thought was better than Wilco's version) and Neil Young. Jack Johnson played just before him, and after he played, a good third of the crowd up and left. T and I had had a nap during his set, so we were happy to wake up and be able to move much closer to the front. His set was so incredible that it made T cry, and I got pretty close myself, during "Old Man". He brought everyone back on stage for "Comes a Time". 

A trip to Alcatraz was scheduled for the following day, following a two-part lunch at Cha-Ya, a vegan Japanese place, and Weird Fish, a semi-vegan fish and chip joint. For some reason they also serve vegan pancakes, so I gave those a go, and T tried the vegan fish and chips. I wasn't a big fan of the "fish", but my pancakes were fantastic.

While it was a bright sunny day in SF, it was cold, grey and damp out at Alcatraz Island. When lining up for the audio tour packs, the guy looking after them said to us "English?" T said "No, I'm Australian, and my wife is a New Zealander." I said "But we do speak English though," as he was trying to find out what language we wanted our guides in. The three of us had a good laugh about that for a while. 

It was a fascinating place though, so incredibly bleak, and not just because of the weather. 

We had returned our rental car, so the rest of our time in SF was spent walking or getting public transport. 

Our last order of business was going to visit the sea lions that live at Pier 39 at Fisherman's Wharf. There were hundreds of them lying on pontoons sleeping, swimming around and trying to get up on the pontoons. They were so entertaining (and noisy) that we watched them for over an hour. 

Our last 45 minutes in SF, and the States, was spent by T in the Apple Store, and me buying some jeans. We flew out that night to Auckland for the first leg of the family wedding celebrations.