Flight of the Conchords, Art, Chocolate, Art, Chocolate, Clubbing, Too much sleep, and more Flight of the Conchords

What a fun, and also weird, weekend.

Friday
Well, Friday night did involve a lot of house tidying. I didn’t want to have to worry about it for the rest of the weekend. So after that, we watched the first episode of “Flight of the Conchords”.

I am now a big fan.

Thanks to Rowena, Charles and Helen for recommending it. After Arj Barker talked about it on Wednesday night, we finally got to it.

The music bits make me cry with laughter.

Saturday
Another HUGE saturday.

Started with the NSW Art Gallery for the second weekend in a row for a Seminar on β€œMyths, mystics and music”. A brief description from the brochure follows:

“From Orpheus and the golden mean to Rilke on music, we explore the shared characteristics of the arts, myths and mystics. Myths transmute and reappear in new genres over time, as seen through Shakespeare and in great artistic movements including the Renaissance, the music of Monteverdi, Bach, Mozart and Beethoven, French Impressionism and the Parisian intersection of Diaghilev, Picasso and Stravinsky. We’ll note parallel innovations in science with the periodic table, electromagnetic spectrum, spectography and astrophysics”.

The combination of a beautiful sunny day, lovely friends with me (Juliet and Alisia) and a great lecture (with inspirational music) made for a great morning.

We then headed to the Lindt Cafe at Martin Place for lunch with Chocolate. Let’s see, I had a bit of a roast beef sandwich plus a 70% dark chocolate Sundae (drooooooool), Juliet had a roast beef sandwich plus a hot chocolate (yum!) and Alisia had the waffles (oh, if only they still had salad there for lunch during winter, I would have eaten the waffles myself!). We had a very pleasant lunch, involving much talking about yummy famous men, art, and our upcoming trip to the Blue Mountains. It was a very entertaining lunch, and time got away from us.

Alisia had to head off at that stage (in preparation for dinner at Radio Cairo later in the day), and so Juliet and I alighted a 389 bus to Woollahra. This also involved a lot of discussion about the Blue Mountains, and what we would do in Woollahra.

We wandered around the shopping area at first, where Juliet had to fight the urge to go into Antique stores. Then we went into the Touch Galleries, at which we wanted to see the “Wales to Warhol” exhibition.

On walking into the gallery, each step has a Campbell Soup Can on each side. The first room at the top of the stairs was all Warhol. Mostly some of his Marilyn Monroe’s and Campbells Soup Cans. There were also some Rolling Stones and various sketches. A lot of it was similar to what I’d seen before, but was still lovely to see.

The second room was the Prince of Wales watercolours. We decided that he must have a reasonable amount of time to spare in order to paint these. They weren’t bad at all. I’m not usually a big watercolour fan, but I did appreciate these.

Afterwards, we made our way into a bookshop I had seen before. Of course, I found a (rather expensive) book on Berlin I hadn’t seen before, and promptly purchased it. All book shops are dangerous creatures!!!!

And then it was homeward we went. Another 389 bus followed by a lovely walk, a train for Juliet, and a bus for me.

On arriving home, it was time for a short 2.5 hour disco nap, after which we got ready in a hurry to go to dinner.

We met Sara from Melbourne at The Establishment (where she was staying), and wandered up the hill to the Belgian Beer Cafe on Harrington Street for dinner. It was great to see Sara, as we had only a short catch up with her and Damien in March in Melbourne. I wish the food had been great, but unfortunately it wasn’t to be.

Sara and I both had the mussels mariniere, and were disappointed that there was no broth, and that the mussel shells appeared dry and unwashed. Dave’s dinner was pretty average too. Sara and I shared a chocolate pudding for dessert, which was dry. And the guy who served us was extremely surly. I’m glad for the great company, as the whole dining experience was pretty off-putting. I don’t think I’ll be going back there in a hurry. What happened to that place? Has it gotten too complacent after being around for a few year? Typical Sydney Syndrome I think.

Unfortunately Sara was too tired to come out with us afterwards, but it was great to see her, and hopefully we’ll get to see both her and Damien later this year in Melbourne. I think your engagement ring is gorgeous Sara, and the proposal story was very very cute πŸ™‚

So Dave and I got a taxi to Kings Cross, to go to “The Cross”. Yes, it’s confusing. “The Cross” is a club in the Bourbon. Why on earth it’s called “The Cross” is beyond me. I think it was done to confuse people.

Up we went to find a relatively small crowd (it was only 12am), and found our friends in the side room, listening to Kate Doherty. After a good catch up, I wasn’t getting into the music, so went to check out the main room with, John Devecchis. He was playing a track I really liked, followed by a lot of not so interesting stuff, with questionable mixing. So I ventured back into the side room for Bjorn Wilke, who was not bad.

We were all waiting for Alex Smoke, so we ventured into the main room for him. Unfortunately, he didn’t start until 1.30, so we stood around a while, trying to amuse ourselves until he started.

I really really loved Alex Smoke. His whole set was very danceable, and exactly the sort of music I’d expect from him. I don’t understand the people who didn’t get into it – they obviously hadn’t listened to much of his stuff before. I didn’t stop dancing for 2 hours. Neither did Dave, who only took a toilet break right at the end of his set because he couldn’t wait anymore!

The crowd thinned out during his set, which was fine by us, as it got rid of most of the idiot factor that I’d come across at previous Lost Baggage’s. I’d have to say it was much less annoying than ususal.

At the end of Alex’s set at almost 3.45, we went back to the side room for Matthias Tanzmann. I really enjoyed what he played, but could barely keep my eyes open. Obviously the disco nap hadn’t helped much. We had to leave at 5am, as I just couldn’t move or keep my eyes open. And we were lucky to get a taxi the second we left πŸ™‚

Thanks to Dave, Lisa, Ant, Brad, Hayley, Silvana, Ben, Bianca and Rob for making it such a fun night.

Sunday
After getting to sleep at 6am, I woke up at 12, had a sandwich and looked at the internet for a bit, and then went back to sleep.

This is the weird part of the weekend. When I woke up again it was dark. It was 7pm. I couldn’t believe it. It’s been a long time since I’ve done that! I thought I would have been up at 3.

Dave had only been up since 5, and was happily watching Ghostbusters.

After having a quick diner, we decided to watch some more “Flight of the Conchords”, which kept us in stitches. After 4 episodes, with a bit of other TV in between, Dave went back to bed, and fell asleep immediately.

I, on the other hand, could not sleep. What a surprise!

After watching a bit more TV and tidying up a bit, I decided it was time to call Bec in England. It was 11.30pm here at this stage. We had a great chat for an hour. I love 0018! It was great, as I hadn’t talked with her in ages. We discussed her engagement, upcoming wedding, work, friends, england, holidays, new york, etc. It was so good – but time goes so fast.

I STILL couldn’t get to sleep, so decided to watch that night’s episode of “Grey’s Anatomy” which promptly really did the trick and got me to sleep. At the grand time of 1am.

Monday
So today, I am feeling a little tired. But happy. The sun is shining, there’s lots of work keeping me busy, and I have thoughts of Europe 2009 in my head. One word people. BERLIN πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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I like lots of things, passionately. Apart from my friends and family, travel, music, art, books, movies and food, are what I'm most passionate about. Those who know me will probably think "Berlin, Berlin, Berlin, Surgeon, Regis, Duran Duran, Renoir, Monet, Jeffrey Smart, Jane Austen, Bernard Schlink, Chuck Palahniuk, The Bourne Trilogy, Garden State, Atonement, Chocolate, Frangelico, Sashimi, and more chocolate".