It's Mixtape Monday on Tuesday!



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I would've posted it yesterday, but then I got high.

1. Bill Hicks - Mandatory Marijuana
2. Cypress Hill - Stoned Is the Way Of the Walk
3. Dash Rip Rock - Let's Go Smoke Some Pot
4. 2 Live Crew - Reggae Joint
5. Sublime - Smoke Two Joints
6. Sizzla - Marijuana
7. 311 - Whose Got The Herb
8. Slightly Stoopid - Sensimillia
9. Phish - Marijuana
10. Long Beach Dub All Stars - Sensi
11. Mystic Roots - Pass The Marijuana
12. Cheech & Chong - Smoking Weed and Dropping Acid

'Look ma! I painted a wall!'

I'm sitting in my bed too scared to get out, fearful of the chilly morning (midday) air. It's a Sunday and I feel a little 'off'. I missed the 'Game On' talk/conference (it was last week, I'm an idiot).

It has been a big and creative week!

Jesse had his favorite ex (Mie) and her sister (Claire) visit for the week. I met them while coming down off acid in Milo's room, while watching WWII documentaries and shooting at the roof with fake laser rifles. They were cool from the start.



The girls came over to my house during the week, I ran into them on the street and invited them, the rest of the gang showed up, I found a chipboard with Steve that was on the road so we brought it into my room and started painting. I quickly got a one day crush on Claire, it was a full moon, we were painting, we went out and graffed over the ad of a new gentrification causing development on Sydney road, and goon was plentiful. My eyes were seeing stars. I told Milo about my crush that night. "Every man need to dream sometimes Pablo", was his reply.

He was right, of course, she has a BF in Sydney and it was just a one day crush. The next night we went out painting on the wall next door. (Pic at top of post).

I've been planning on hitting up that wall for a while, before it just had ugly grafitti and swearing on it, I wanted to make something nice for my local environment without being too professional or of a generic grafitti style. We spent an hour in the middle of the night painting, I don't think any of us realized how colorful the whole thing was until Milo shone his car headlights on it!

That was a highlight of the week, also, I got the high score on the local Pac-Man machine.

That's one intense game! By level four if you are not shitting your trackies, then you are a man of steel and shouldn't be playing Pac-Man in the first place.

Milo got into Galaga and so did Jesse, setting personal high scores of 18,000. I've been really enjoying video games since I started reading 'The Ultimate History of Video Games', (It turns out video games were pretty much spearheaded by a bunch of stoner acid geeks!).. anyway we must have pumped $30 into the machine.

I can not wait to go to the Game On expo with Steve. He's had panic attacks the last few times we've tried to go, but hopefully this week... God bless ACMI for keeping the exhibition open for 3-4 months, that might just be enough time for us to get off our ass and make it.

Rachel and Louis came over on Saturday night, I can't believe my best friend is Pregnant! It's so amazing that she's calling her daughter 'Ripley' after the main character Ripley from Aliens, which in case you don't know, is the.greatest.movie.ever.made.

Anyway I'm really excited about being an uncle and buying little booties and toys for Ripley! Then looking after her when she's 5 and letting her stay up, eating cookies and making a mess. It's so exciting to be an uncle, you get all the good and very little of the bad! Yay!

It's Mixtape Monday! - The Groove Mix



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The definition of groove is being in the pocket, in the zone, it's that magical rhythm that can flow on forever and just gets better and better.

I have chosen songs that hold solid grooves, if not much in the vocals department. There's some funk, some jazz, some exotica, and some cocktail piano thrown in for good measure.

This mix should go down well at work, cafes, while driving, or when hanging out on a big cushy couch reading mags and shooting shit with friends.

1. Beastie Boys - Groove Holmes
2. Plastilina Mosh - Banano's Bar
3. St.Germain - Land Of..
4. Beck - Diskobox
5. Fila Brazillia - Bumpkin Riots
6. African Pop Session - African Voodoo
7. Steel Pulse - Taxi Dub
8. Chromeo - Since You Were Gone
9. Jimmy Smith - Night Train
10. Martin Denny - Exotique Bossa Nova
11. Blockhead - Get Your Regal On
12. Horsemilk - They Milk Horses Don't They
13. Tv Themes - Pink Panther
14. Pink Floyd - Any Color You Like
15. Love Tko - Tongue In your Ear

Hope you like it!

At home we use to eat a lot of our food out of a penis shaped platter. I told a story to a girl called Clara about how my friend Carolines cake was in the shape of a big penis with cum dripping out onto a plastic grandma face, Clara was in my workshop for poetry / zines, so she wrote a 'Penis Poem' about the incident, but it didnt get included in the zine because it wasnt relevant and i was disappointed, but then while i was in Thailand the workshop crew found out they had a spare page left in the zine, so had a big vote if the 'Penis Cake' poem should be in it or if it should be left blank, the penis cake poem won and was added to the zine manually by a whole group of people who had to get together just to paste the penis cake poem onto every one of the 100 zines by hand. It made me so happy.

It's Mixtape Monday! - The World Mix

Making a world mix was hard! Turns out world music doesn't necessarily mean music from all over the world. There are certain elements which define it as 'world', so this mix is not the most pure of world mixes (It's no Putumayo), but it does feature a number of artists from non western countries which you may not have heard of. Some of the tracks can take a bit of getting used to, but they should grow on you with time!

Disfruta!

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1. Balkan Beat Box - Adir Adirim
2. Mano Negra - Senor Matanza
3. Arnaud Rodrigues - Som Do Paulinho
4. Edip Akbayram - Ince Ince Bir Kar Yagar
5. Gilberto Gil - Pipoca Moderna
6. Macaco - Capoeira Abada
7. Fanfare Ciocarlia - Duj Duj
8. Cheb Khaled - Arabic Groove
9. Ojos De Brujo - Feedback
10. Black Ox Orkestar - Ratsekr Greg
11. Camille - J'ai tort (I'm Wrong)
12. Sepultura - Jasco
13. Beirut - The Bunker

I was really stoned and tired most of the weekend so i need to reframe it and recapture it in order to appreciate it for what it was worth.

On Friday from work I met with Chay Ya to help her finish signal periodical and paste zines together, from there I hung with Zac and Ben by the river drinking a beer and city walking, we ate Sushi and talked about sex then walked around until it was time to head to Carolines.

At Carolines I smoked pot and sat watched rage, there were two AMAZING clips, one by 'Man Man' and another by 'Eugene Mcguiness' called Monsters under the bed. I flipped out.

Had a beautiful moment of stoney connection with Carolines dog Z and then I went to sleep cradling Indigo as usual.

On Saturday Megs, Jesse, Milo, Caroline and I went to Marks home, which is a sweet house in Warburton, I went straight for the nut banana muffins and stuffed my face. Again we smoked pot, made joints, jammed on the guitar, there was some good grooves in there, Caroline got a massage and came back refreshed, then Megs went, she said the massage lady was like 'meeting an angel'.


We went to a 'Liquid Amber' hippy party that Zac had recommended. It was wonderful walking along the wide and empty streets of Warburton, amongst the fog and bridges, lit in the darkness by postlamps.

We didn't have money to go in, the guys wanted to go around the back, 'We go through the front!' i said ' With Dignity!'. We put on our fake moustaches, walked through and were grabbed by a girl with dredds and a face covered in blue glitter.

'Sorry guys but youre going to have to pay if you want to go in, we charge $27, we put a lot of effort into this, go in there and tell us you dont think its worth $27, we operate on love and honesty, if you just want to go in and take, and thats your vibe to just take, thats your thing, but we like to use love, and you can go in if you want but just know that youre taking and you know, we appreciate honesty blah blah blah blah'.

"Ok man, we'll go".

Nothing is worth $27!


We went home, lectured and paraded but laughing. If only she knew how we hold huge fun and loving parties for FREE (and we provide food), but whatever.

The next day the girls went fot a nature walk and the boys to the bottlo.

I went with the girls.

'Nature Adventure Ahoy!' I said and threw my arm into the air.

'Pablo!!' screamed Caroline with delight, and gave me a hug.

We walked through a walkway of bright red and yellow leaves shed by the autumn. It was magnificent, our excitement took over, we picked up leaves and threw them into the air, showering ourselves in their beauty like doe eyed children, there was magic in the moment.

On we went, staring at the colors of Autumn, so saturated and pastel at the same time, bright browns and red, pinks and mauves, soft purples contrasting with glowing golden shades. It was a truly wondrous display.

It's Mixtape Monday! - The Break Up Mix.

I've missed the last few because I was in Thailand. (It was intense survival bungalow trashbag and street drunken fun).

It seems to be break up season around here, hearts are being shattered, messages aren't being returned, girlfriends are moving away, boyfriends aren't giving answers and the winter is coming. This is a mix to depress, cheer up and empower.



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1. Chris Isaak - Wicked Games (Acoustic)
2. The Eels - I'm Going to Stop Pretending I Didn't Break Your Heart
3. The Brian Jonestown Massacre - If Love Is The Drug
4. Portishead - It Could Be Sweet
5. Cake - Friend Is A Four Letter Word
6. Iggy Pop & Kate Pierson - Candy
7. Tears For Fears - Who Killed Tangerine
8. Yes - Owner Of A Lonely Heart
9. Fiona Apple - Get Gone
10. The Brian Jonestown Massacre - In My Life
11. Gloria Gaynor - I Will Survive

Pictures from Thailand

Excerpts from Thailand Correspondence and Notes


"I was walking back along the beach in the middle of the night and met two arab dudes, Ali and Ahmed. We sat down and chatted, we got onto religion, and how allah is all and theirs is the only way, so i made a particuarly good and effective and friendly.. i wouldnt even say argument, just talk, and we discussed and discussed and discussed. Until the main one, the one who spoke english, Ali, looked at me, and together we smiled. I said, 'I guess we'll find out, but i bet i'll see you there'. He lookes back at me and smiled, 'I think i will see you there also'. We gave each other a hug, 'Want to go for a walk?', so we walked along the beach, holding hands under the full moon. It was a beautiful moment of unity."

"A man with a toothpick is a man that's ready for action"




"i gott hep a, and c, and z, i kinda got with a hot pommy gil in a front porch by a mountain bngalow, i miss yu i gofrunk, the woirst rthing i ever did is tell megan i dontdint want you to come, im so sorry, i thought it woud nbe cool just the two iof us, it wasnti, itw as shit, i ant you here, i miss you, i owe you a holiday, in the ufuteure you and i will come here, its not mlayasuia its THAILAND, the full moon party was crazy, i drunk TWO BUCKETS of alcholog. now i odont nkow qwhere i am, i miss you heaps, you are hte best and i will brgin you with me next time because i am coming back.. i diot know wher i am, or ho w i got here, but i fucked ahiot girl., kinfda, we both paossed out. hahaha, FUCK WHERE AM I"

"im on my own and everything is amazing, ive been a street rat, hung out in the most amazing party ever (neone lights all over a beach with firedancing, i firedanced to a crowd of hundreds and got big cheers, made out with a hot pommy girl, went to her front porch to fuck then we both passed out), i dont have my bag and have had my money stolen, life, it feels alive"

"i hate the english.

Theyre not depressed because of the weather.

The weather is depressed because of them.

They all came to this island and turned it into an overcast storm of depression."

"they brought the bad weather with them, assholes, so im on this mountani bungalow with a broken window and an insane storm outside, and for a while i forget how poetic the setting is, but i dont even have a pen or paper, so i made my way down to town through the mountain and decide to spoil myself, so i bought shoes (YES!!), a towel (OH GOD YES), a book (WOO!), incense (awww) and a candle (ooh). And now im going to have a beautiful lonely bungalow mountainside timeout!"

-- megs and i split, slept well, next day caught boat out to phanganm met indian canadian business dudes, pvran and jatin, went to their nice room, stashed my stuff walked for hours looking for marc and christian, amazingly found christian, felt so lonely for a while, we walked around and lost the canadian indians, we bought buckets and walked from end to end marvelling at the colors, lights, sounds and insanity of the beach party, we watched the burning sign, got another bucket and started getting sdrunk, gave water to a dancing girl, christian and i shared girl stories, sucha a sweet innocent but open minded and excited dude, as we were walking i saw a guy firedancing, i can do that, i said, i got the stick and put on my own show, people cheered - you are a cool guy - christian said, haha i smiled, we then sat down where an american girl somehow started talking to me, she was cool, and cute, and we talked well for hours, about politics and life, why aern you dancing she asked, because i enjoy the company, youre thebest she replied! your a cool guy, lets dance, i met her friends, her bro danny, merlin her friend etc, we danced and danced, i went of dancing, it wasa lot of fun, but i had to use the bathroom, went to the canadian indians room, they were there, phew, used the bathroom and came out couldnt find the girls, was lonely but found them by the water, we went swimming together, -now or never- i thought, i tolf\d her about her eyes and the strength in her face, she smiled but it was awkward, suddenly they had to leave, no probs, they still liked me, i saw them again not long after and explained that it wasnt just a crack on, that i meant it, she thanked me, she was cute, i saw her in her undies in the ocean! oh well, alone again and with christian missing, i had nothing to do, walked into the beach and who did i find sleeping but marc!! he was on the ground, i laughed and woke him up, the timing was impeccable, we got more drinks, he got some bad cheap ecstasy, i sat and played bongos with the rhythm of a loose and drunken man, i,e perfectly well, people crowded around and a little dance mornign party started, people wanted to have a go, i encouraged them -you can do no wrong - i said -just hit the thing! - we jammed, my fingers got sore, a cute girl jammed with me, we complimented each others eyes -you are a cool guy - she said, i thanked her, asked for a kiss, my audacity was a little too much, but she wasnt offended \. She had to go, would be on the beach later, i would be gone by then. Marc and i went chasing an afterparty, a pissed off german street kid called Nicolas confronted me, he put half a pill in my hand, - i give you half a pill, you buy me a drink yeah? i liked him straigt away, - come with me, lets dance, i like you- he followed, we all ended up on the street \, trashed, barely able to talk, waiting for the next tip, i commented on megan being a bitch -ay ay ay, why you travel with a stupid person - asked nicolas, - dude the only redeeming thing about that girl is she will fuck - said marc, an old man sat by bemused and smiling. We finally found a party and started dancing, suddenly i couldnt find marc and was talking to a cute pommy girl, she had beautiful eyes, she said i was beautiful. i said she was. We pashed. Lets go she said. I followed, we walked along the beach, she had a boyfriend she said 'oh well, what '' we finished the sentence together 'happens in thailand stays in thailand!!'. We giggled and went to her dorm, a den full of girls sleeping, so we sayed out the front porch by the moutnainside and made out, she took off her clothes, i looked at her with great appreciation, she was smitten (haha), we pashed more, 'dont cum inside me', 'i wont cum inside you'. It went in for a couple of times, but she got cold feet, 'i need to stop, i have a boyfriend'. I made it very easy for her to stop, 'no problem, i understand'. I passed out on my boxers on her front porch and woke up at 8 pm the next day, confused and trashed still. I made my way down the moutnain to a perfect, beautiful full blood red moon floating on the horizon level with the ocean unlike anything i had ever seen before, i checked my email, left a ntoe for the canadian indians, ate ravenously, and followed a tip from marc that he would be at a beach on the other side of the island. They wanted to charge me 1000 baht. I flipped out 'Are you crazy?!', this is the first time id been angry at any thai, i walked off in a huff, they followed me, i argued and argued, finally got them down to 800 and took a long night ride through the jungle to the other side. confused, trashed, out of it, sick, and loving every single bump and bounce on the back of the open air ute. --

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walked in to marc sleeping, 'hwo did you get here?! the stars have a way!' , next day met his friends bill and alison, sat around talked shit, drunk hong thong, went to paradise resort, mac slept, i swum in the ocean, talked to bill he was teaching alison to swim, alison liked me, got an awesome massage as i could not sleep, then that night we went to iai bar, did a little of firespinnign without fire, then from there to fnky buddha, there was this girl that had beent rying to get into the room,, pommy girl, danced, magic, burbnt cigarrettes on each oher, met lots of people, day, anna, amer, poms, had a joint, danced and danced and danced and i was in the zone and two girls were dancing for my attention, anyway eventually walked hom with Laura, the pommy girl from that day, on the way she gopt hasseld by a gang of poms, two followed, one got on my face, he wanted to kill me, "you cheeky bastard, come here and ill drown you, you better be gone tomorrow, this is my island you little fucker' i wouldnt give him fear, he left, i went back to her room, we kised a little but no more, then we wanted to go to the beach, i tried again, she couldnt, i passed out on the hammock, next day confised, that day we did nothing at all, still hungover and out of it from the pills, saw laura but all the magic was gone, i went swimming on my own and climbed a rock to jump off, marc taught me some meditation, 'youre a cool guy pablo, youre funny, people like you, yuo have an open mind and an insatiale intellectual curiosity, with anyone else i wouldnt mind, but i really like you' i thankdd him and told him he was the same to me, i told him how i thought megan was a test of buddhist patience, or so i interpreted it that way, but eventually i just had to tell her to leave. he laughed 'even buddhists tell people to fuck off!! haha, youre better off without her, trust me', i thanked him, we had more hong thong walked around but out of energy and with nothing to do he went to bed, i walked around feeling lonely and useless, then went to bed too.

next day we were no better, marc was out of it, no seratonin, dulled brain receptors all due to the bad ecstasy, i had to leave early. he was surprised, we'd eb sadder to see each other go were we not so out of it. I hopped on the taxi and rode onto the pier, waited reading a readers digest go on a catamaran and reached ko tao. which felt just as lonely, but with babes. Id missed Christian, i got some food, then went to inquire about diving, luckiliy they had a room for me, a mountain bungalow, it was great, i walked down to kill time with a massage but all i found was a go go bar, so played connect four and jenga with a girl called Joy. She was cute. went home but couldnt find my bungalow. for hours i looked and couldnt find it. I went back to hang with joy then slept out. the next morning i foudn the bunalow, as soon as i walked in a storm broke out, i was locked in the house for hours, eventually i got so hungry that i had to head into town, finally the storm subsided. I decided to pamper myself, too bad id missed my dive, i bought some incense, thongs and a book.--

-- i went for a massage / hot shower in this two story massage spa place in the corner of a dirt road, it looked big and reputable, i really needed a shower so i went in, they gave me tea and washed my feet, i went upstairs and then i realized i was in trouble.. they pumped the most soul destroying honky tonk elevator music out on repeat, it looped every 20 mins, this old woman gave me a massage, she was old, she did not want to be there, i did not want to be there, the music repeated, then it was too cold, then it was too hot, i lay there and could hear the clock ticking, as this old woman heartlessly rubbed my back and i pretended to not be begging for death.. she left the room for a minute, as the music piped again on repeat and the steam rose from the floor i said 'hello satan'. I know he heard me. --

- The last days were a flyby of leaving the island and saying goodbyes to recently met friends, and it wasnt sad, i was happy to leave and move on, as typical when i dislike a place its time to go, caught the late boat to samui, to beautiful amity bungalow, got a nice room, swum, went to the resort pool and swum, had a huge seafood platter and slept, next day got an early plane, and from bangkok airport to the great palace, and marvelled at the architecture and gold, and did the tourist thing, toothpick in mouth rode a tuk tuk to MBK to shop like crazy, rabid purchase insanity which took too long and caught a late motorbike to weave through traffic, pick up hong thong, fly past buses and blaze past cars, just in time to the airport after going to the wrong one, driver and i hugged each other "YES!", i gave him a big tip, and as i left on the back of a van "You'll never walk alone", and these words were ominous, and i smiled, with perfect change for a final meal at the airport foung megan in healthy glowing spirits and a big hug, we excitedly told each other our stories, and we were friends again, and thankful both for our split, and the plane returned, while megan couldnt sleep and i read slash's autobiography, came home, to the freezing new winter of Melbourne, and everything was fine as we eagerly told Megs our stories in the morning! -

HAPPY ENDING