Hard News: Party Time, Excellent
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Black Francis has had so many kids he could probably deliver little homey himself.
Like anything involving the Pixies there would have to be a squabbling argument with Kim Deal over the baby delivery procedure while the guitarist looks on frustrated.
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our firstborn did rummage around mightily indoors when he was taken to a screening of Aliens
Possibly not the worst film to prepare you and your partner for 'the miracle of childbirth', either.
What with the blood and the slime and the screaming monsters bursting out of people and all that...
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Lalalalalalalalala I can't hear you
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Do you know how long I have been waiting to see this band? Twenty years. TWENTY. YEARS.
Same. Rocked my lil world. As they did in the flesh for some of my better-travelled friends at the time.
utilise my already-purchased ticket for the nana seats.
I'd be honoured to if you're unable. Would pay handsomely of course.
Lalalalalalalalala I can't hear you
Thought I'd get that in there for you, pre-emptively.
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Well, I had a bloody good time. I got to meet nearly everyone I'd wanted to, and even more people that I should have wanted to. The presentations were good too, particularly as a study in the artistry involved in making such a short show each. Not easy to do!
I'm sure all the other commentators and writers have already been through the extreme surreality of meeting people with whom you have previously only had remote words. To meet so many all at once was especially surreal, pleasantly so in the extreme.
What struck me the most of all was meeting the silent readers. It was perhaps the first time I realized just how overwhelmingly they outnumber contributors, that words uttered here reach a lot of people. So I'm going to continue trying to internalize 3410s advice, how ever much he apologized for it.
That was the most fascinating conversation of the night, as I fully expected it to be. Much was made clear to me that had not been before about the power of words and the nervousness that other people have in uttering them, how totally exhausting people find it, particularly if they are more prone than me to choosing their words with great care. I'm glad you came.
But every conversation was absorbing. I think I might have got too fully absorbed, because the surreal evening had the most surreal ending ever. I looked up from a long conversation with a complete stranger, and realized that everyone I knew was gone. To the last man, woman and child. Did I totally lose all track of time, or miss the plot? Was there some secret door I was unaware of? I looked around, to convince myself I wasn't crazy, then decided it didn't matter either way, I was tired, and it was time to go home.
Great night! Sore head.
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Was there some secret door I was unaware of? I looked around, to convince myself I wasn't crazy, then decided it didn't matter either way, I was tired, and it was time to go home.
And here I thought you went through the secret door. So Auckland. One minute there , next gone, only to continue next time.Glad you enjoyed yourself Ben. :) Now I am off to sort photos before the Civic duties .
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Well, I had a bloody good time.
I'm glad. There was a point there when I thought, "well, this is a cool party, isn't it?"
I did my usual thing of rushing around feeling like I have to touch base with everyone and not having a proper conversation with anyone, but that's okay. I did enjoy playing some tunes too.
Actually feeling okay this morning, possibly out of relief that my most full-on week of the year is done.
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Actually feeling okay this morning, possibly out of relief that my most full-on week of the year is done.
I may be ever so slightly younger than you but please, hear this in a kindly aunt's voice. REST, you silly bugger.
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I can report that a certain applepiebed earworm is still with me. Damn that man can write hooky tunes.
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I'm glad. There was a point there when I thought, "well, this is a cool party, isn't it?"
But not nearly as cool as the one in Wellington, right? RIGHT?
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It was good to meet you, Ben (and others of course). I rode off into the night 'round 9.45 with a female venture capitalist in a red sports car. It sound like an adventure but it was still hosing down, taxis were passing by and she offered me a lift. All very innocent, of course.
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But not nearly as cool as the one in Wellington, right? RIGHT?
Ummm ... having James Milne play my favourite Lawrence Arabia song* as a special request was kind of hard to beat.
The Reduction Agents have a rule of not rehearsing, and they'd never played that song before, but, as James said afterwards, they totally nailed it.
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I did enjoy playing some tunes too.
And I'd be gutted that I missed those tunes completely, if I hadn't had such a good time.
'I've Smoked Too Much
I'm still chuckling that you lost your stash.
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I'm still chuckling that you lost your stash.
I fear I may have been too whiny about it.
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lost your stash.
happens at the damnedest moments.
Um Ben, Much as I enjoyed your comments on this thread, I found;
Ben Wilson
6'2"
Brown Hair
Married
Non-Maoriwasn't sufficient for me to pick you out in the crowd.
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wasn't sufficient for me to pick you out in the crowd.
Where were you sitting/ standing ?
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Yes, Mark. Where were you? Not lurking, I hope.
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omg why doesn't anyone ever notice me.
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I thought you were in china, old china.
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Rich Lock granted me a visa.
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