Posts by rodgerd
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its because musicians now think "potential of rent cheque" when they sit down to write a song, as opposed to the hey day of kiwi music where they thought, 'not a hope in hell' just write what I feel.
Only if they choose to.
The the "peak of New Zealand music" will likely tell one more about the listener than the quality of the music produced at any particular time.
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__The people who accused Simon Barnett of being a child molester and rapist?__
Fair enough, I'd forgotten them. But then, I didn't get to hear or read what they said: just Barnett's account of it. Not that I am accusing him of making it up, but how many such emails did he get? I rather suspect that Sue Bradford copped 10 times the slime that he did.
I think you're being unduly charitable here, Russell.
Claiming both sides are as bad as one another when one side is calling people rude names and the other is issuing death threats is just silly and makes me wonder if the accuser is really that lacking in perspective, or just making a disinegnious grab at attempting to seem like the voice of reason.
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Also not being financially tied to my artistic endevours means that I don't have to worry about the "commercial viability" of my music (anyone who's applied for NZonAir grant will recognise that phrase).
Interesting comment; I (slightly) know a commercially successful Wellington painter who went from working as a postie to full-time artist. He went back to the part-time postie gig because while he could make enough off his art to support himself (pretty unusual, I would guess) he hated how he found himself staring at canvas thinking "rent cheque."
He's been, he tells me, much happier paying the rent with his mail round and enjoying the financial rewards of his art as an extra.
And I know a lot of musicians who , in a similar vein to you, perform around Wellington pretty regularly and have day jobs.
that the government support and involvement of NZ On Air have ushered in a mainstream that is essentially aping overseas genres to get played on the radio.
I'm kind of confused as to how it's destorying NZ music, though. I mean, you can play something different and be broke (like you could before) or play something more mainstream and be less broke (not so much before). It's not like anyone forces you to change your art (unless NZ On Air have firearms that I'm unaware of). You change your art because you want to ditch the day job and still have the money.
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not to mention guns n roses selling out in auckland. whats up with that? west auckland has a lot to answer for
The bit that's curious is why anyone who liked GNR when they were any good would bother seeing them now. If you want to see GNR members doing great hard rock you can go and see Velvet Revolver. Why waste your hard earned cash on Axl?
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On the "good little earners for NZ music" front, I see the new Vodaphone W200 phone bundle has a half gig flash card with local artists' MP3s as part of the promo for the new phone.
Imagine trying to pitch the idea that a few hours of Kiwi music would shift product 20 years ago.
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You know those horrible videos of sports accidents, like the ones where a soccer player appears to develop an extra joint in his shin?
Well, that's my arm. More specifically, that's my arm at judo. There we are, rolling around doing groundwork, I get a good grip, the other bloke gives a good shove, and the torque on my arm combined with the pressure from his push pop the bone apart. Into three pieces.
I have a very clear memory of the moment my head moved around and I could see my arm, now with a Z where the L of the elbow should be; the humerus bent back at a 90 degree angle, then the elbow bending forward again.
By the time I got to hospital my muscles had pulled the arm back into the correct orientation, but had also pulled everything such that from the rear it became apparent that my left arm was now several inches shorter than the right.
While the length is sorted out, my arm is now permanently crooked as a result of the setting, which makes me wonder if I should have skipped the hospital and had a go myself.
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And now they've lost, Adam Parore and Martin Crowe crawl out from under their rocks to throw muck. I wish the papers wouldn't follow the English practise of giving embittered ex-players a patform to throw mud at people who've accomplished more than them.
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Ahh, nobody, what a wonderfully mendacious bit of evasiveness. The Censor doesn't think 13 year olds should be able to watch Passion, and the appeal to which you refer was by the SPCS who do, in fact, think that 13 year olds should be able to watch it.
Nor would you have to look to far to find people who think gay porn should be available to adults. If you weren't trying to ignore the point, it isn't that simple. Your standards are not everybody's. Tough.
And yes, actually, I do think it's less armful for a 13 year old to watch a simple gay porn flick featuring oral sex than Misogynist Mel's gory, pornographic, anti-Semetic tirade.
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I recall finding one or two distinctly R rated sci fi novels in my old school library.
And who can forget the rush to get copies of the Clan of the Cave Bear series as they were plonked into the school library for the delectation of 13 year old boys and girls?
Ahh, nostalgia.
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I think the line is easily drawn: would you want a 10 year old child to access this site?
Well, apparently a fair few people think Mel Gibson's gorefest Passion of the Christ was suitable for 13 year olds, but a porn flick of guys sucking each other's dicks shouldn't be available to adults. Personally, I'm inclined to think the other way around is healther.
So no, it isn't "so clear cut."