if the devil is 6 then god is 7

not according to my sisters unusual religion in which she worships the number 8. she told me around november 2007, that 2008 is the year of the lord and would be the best year ever. and im thinking im almost converted to this religion, because she was spot on. 2008 has been one hell of an amazing year

2008 has seen the formation of many new friendships. in fact, me and millie met early in 2008
we also made friends with grand national and drank goon with them

third class, pogo and fashion keyboard were our favourite places to go, until they got overrun with douche bags

my rooftop became the place to be

there was 'scare night'! i think scare night will go down in history as one of the most messy and amazing nights ever

and of course we formed fuckcunt! and it has since become the love of our lives

we invented afternoon brews at st jeromes. and it became a weekly ritual of beer, songwriting, junk food and stupidity

went to sydney and managed to stay awake for 24 hours thanks to picnics, music, dancing, drinking, strobelights, cabaret, dougie, coffee and macca dees

experienced the joy of japan!

invented goon juice!! and now i cant imagine life without it

and here are some more random photos of some of the best times of 2008 =)

-Jac

Double Standard

so we havent posted a blog in a while. a lot has been occurring
relocating houses etc etc
and we have just had a pretty massive weekend. we went a bit crazy in the brain. probably from sleeping at such unusual hours 4 days in a row

christmas day turned into a fantastic night of drinking and dancing and limbo and drumming and guitar solos on the floor until 4:30 in the morning
boxing day was the last bang gang at third class. even though 'standard' was the word of the evening, it was not a standard night at all. we were in alice in wonderland
saturday was reptiles at pony. apparently i was in fairyland. i saw some people that werent really there, and then i saw a man playing a cello but well he wasnt playing a cello at all. and then when i closed my eyes i saw an elephant splashing in the water
and yesterday, we just felt odd. staring was nice. and i realised that no thoughts were running through my brain. it just went beeep beep be bee beeep

and today i feel pretty standard again

enough of my ramble, here are some photos from christmas courtesy of the lovely chloe

-jac

Fekking Kent

Wet, horrible, windy, miserable, long, grueling day! This is Summer!? Hard to believe.

I am exhausted. I've worked full time hours, 18 days in a row now, including the weekends. And I have gone out in between as well; Holy Fuck on Wednesday night, Lee Gallery on Thursday and work drinks on Friday night. And tomorrow I have Nevereverland to contend with. Don't get me wrong, it should be a fabulous day, but I may just have to call in sick on Monday ha ha.

Just going back to HOLY FUCK for a minute... this event was definitely blogworthy! It was just so odd. Firstly to see a girl shuffling along to Mountains in the Sky =/ and then the craziness that is Holy Fuck.

About half the time my ears were actually in pain from the volume of the music they were making, and the other half I was thinking 'what the fuck is that instrument they are playing now!?'. Dude on the right had a crazy little piano thing which he blew into to make noise and then he put it on top of a hugely distorted microphone so it sounded hectic. And dude on the left used what I presume was a guitar pickup as a microphone. He seemed to just hold it in his teeth and make noise while he played keyboards and pressed some big red button with his hands. Oh and he occasionally used some unusual contraption with film stuff running through it. And when he pulled on the film it made like a scratching noise? Yeah I cannot even begin to explain that one. Hahaha. I loved it. It was intense. Awesome gig.

-jac

Dreamboat

i wish to marry this man.





Eddie Cochran. early 50's rock and roll dream boat.

-mills

All In A Day's Work

    

-mills

Fun House

Well a couple of saturdays ago, after the wonderful reptiles EP launch gig ( mad props to them), we ended up at a dear old warehouse party somewhere in brunswick.

fuck we need to find more of these.

my camera is now pretty shit. so thanks to chloe for taking photos.

- mills