WII era B24 Liberator bomber.

Looks nothing like an American liberator.

If you told 1983 me that on 2026 I’d be in Melbourne watching a band fronted by a time travelling space witch covering Quiet Riot’s “Metal Health” I don’t think I would have believed it. But it happened last night. A ridiculous but perfect choice for The Neptune Power Federation.

The Catholicism I was raised on was quite left wing largely due to to my Mum’s influence. I’m not a believer anymore and this “little rant” by @brocklesnitch.bsky.social is fantastic.

In Melbourne. A wedding party all dressed up just got on the tram.

In the beginning there was volume and the Lord he said “Come bang your head!”

The rules-based order is…just resting.

“Let there be rock!”

Sabbath 2016. 20,000 singing the opening lyrics to War Pigs. One of my top concert moments of all time.

AC/DC 2025. 70,000 making “You Shook Me All Night Long” a happy, communal singalong.

Though blokes in the crowd playing harmonicas at blues festivals is where I draw the line.

Should be everyone’s favourite band. The live rituals are always good fun as well.

Entry determined on how you pronounce John Bigbooté.

Name Four Non-Person Things That Make Your Life Liveable:

1. Surf
2. Coffee
3. Guitars
4. Pinot Noir

I would hope there is no “fallout” from the end of the war. What a weird term to use.

Through some overly optimistic expectations of hot cross bun distribution in the great lower north shore region of Sydney and some not so good forward planning, I did not obtain any hot cross buns this Easter Sunday. I now have to wait until December 26 for my next opportunity.

Real mates introduce their mates to Angine de Poitrine when invited over for a beer.

A bit of gaffa tape will fix it.

As a licensed independent verificator of rugba leeg I can confirm no rugba leeg was played.*

* I didn’t actually watch the game but have watched games previously.

I spent my time on the Kyushu lines which were less crowded hence polite “すみません was usually enough. But Paris metro last November was a hard lesson. Jammed packed and got used to saying “pardon” to move people in a firm voice very quickly by the end of the first ride.

Poster for the film L’Entranger or The Stranger. Latest adaptation of Albert Camus’ novel.

Saw this yesterday at Roseville Cinemas. A very good, updated adaption of the novel.

I’ll forgo my TED talk on why creativity is so important but life is better when you are creative (music, writing, art whatever).

Toilet paper soaked in guzzoline.

Biggles.*

I dunno. Maybe stop this senseless war. That would keep it open.

I believe this is true and good advice. Disclosure my reading glasses have Oakley frames.

He’ll probably remember that. Despite interviewing my heroes I’m hopeless at basic small talk at gigs. Though last year I did get to use my rusty Japanese with Buddhadatta.

Relevant reading.

From “A Philosophy of War” by Frédéric Gros.

So Angus Taylor is the Temu Dutton?

Groove not grove of course.

I can attest they a heavy enough for good lifting music. The fact they grove as well makes the music really work.