Jimmy Weasel - Monday, July 14, 2003 - 14:16:56 - print it raw
Friday and Saturday nights just passed witnessed the rising from the ashes and rubble of the brand new, sparkling Caringbah Businessman's club. The Club, venue for many businessmen and bands alike had previously been un-open for refurbishment and total inner reconstruction.
Friday heralded the new life for the musical end of trade, with some hi-brow acts. Saturday followed, without a hitch, which saw more music belted out.
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Jimmy Weasel - Monday, July 14, 2003 - 10:32:02 - print it raw
A one hour marathon of torturous gameshow has come under scrutiny by freelance scrutineers for what may amount to disagreeable levels of "bad" television. Despite being based upon a bad concept (ie. guess how much dosh is in the briefcase) the Host of the show appears to be drugged and forced to perform really badly written introductions and less than impressive quips.
Some viewers were appalled with his sleazy promises to one contestant to "power her personal economy".
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Ethan Switch - Friday, July 4, 2003 - 15:28:09 - print it raw
Comicbook fans in Sydney were Blue-Beetle stunned with shock and befuddlement to this week's shipment of comics.
Amazing Spider-Man, Savage Dragon and Radioactive Man were among a slew of titles to be hit by the negligence of Qantas ground crew. Pallets were left to sit on the tarmac during heavy rain which led to the comicbook shipments ending up soaking wet and heavily water damaged.
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Alex Yamakazi - Wednesday, July 2, 2003 - 11:48:50 - print it raw
Television is bad at the best of times but over the last few months it has reached a new low with the introduction of the third big brother series. With each series the hype and horror have been magnified and with the third series we truly have a monster. When heard it would be screened I was determined to be exposed to BB3 as little as possible. Unfortunately after a week or two of running from the room whenever my flatmate turned it on and covering my ears every time I heard it mentioned at work I realised that, short of locking myself in my room for the duration, there was no escape.
Big Brother offends on many levels. Gretel's outfits and hairstyles are offensive enough without having to listen to her nasal voice and that's just the beginning. The show is an insult to the intelligence of the Australian population. Unfortunately by choosing to embrace it they have indicated that it is an insult well deserved. Big Brother glorifies the worst aspects of our television numbed society. Any contestant showing any sign of individuality or intelligence is promptly voted out of the house as soon as they are nominated for eviction.
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Ethan Switch - Friday, June 13, 2003 - 13:46:33 - print it raw
To many Australians, John Farnham will be forever known as either "Farnsey" or "The Voice" or even both at the same time. With such hits as Sadie the Cleaning Lady and Pressure Down he's managed to work a career out of song that has lasted decades. That all came to an end with his farewell tour, The Last Time. As is now the standard for concerts around the world it was taped for posterity and greater dissemination. Commericial announcements of the upcoming broadcast of his tour slides in the name of one of their sponsors, dyson.
Dyson is a name synonmous with powerfully expensive vacuums. Their creation of the bagless vacuum cleaner took the world by storm and won the inventor, James Dyson, international acclaim. One thing that comes to the minds of millions at the sight of a vacuum cleaner is that it sucks.
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Alex Yamakazi - Sunday, June 8, 2003 - 11:50:46 - print it raw
Hipsters scattered like so many Tsubi clad pigeons yesterday in the locales of Glebe and Newtown as a team of roving djs and assorted wannabees took to the streets to promote next week's Inner Styles with a granny trolley mounted boombox of joy. Confusion reigned supreme as the too cool for school found themselves confronted with music and merriment without the sanction of the designated dens of debauchery. Reactions ranged from open hostility, to bemusement and delight. Local law enforcement agencies raised an eyebrow but not a truncheon. Normality reasserted itself to heal the rift in perception yet stickers now encrust all. With tomorrow's sunrise a lone poster blows down King street, remanants from the telegraph pole strata of communiqué.
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