this morning i have woken a changed woman my friends – seriously. last night i witnessed italian band GOBLIN perform live as part of melbourne music week and let me say, i’ve not been that gobsmacked in a while. famed for their artistic collaboration with cult director dario argento, they developed a niche for themselves internationally during the 1970s redefining the boundaries of progressive rock and blending synthesizers with haunting organ melodies. but you don’t need me to explain the finer points of that — just listen to THIS to see what i mean. never has the phrase “italians do it better” made more sense. GOBLIN FOR EVER!!!

first impressions count for a considerable amount these days and admittedly since moving back to australia earlier this year, i’ve experienced difficulty in finding a certain level of funk when it comes to independent publishing. one discovery that i’ve taken a definite shine to however is melbourne-based art and culture magazine VAULT. this year they launched with two issues (the second was just released) and i’m happy to announce i’ll be contributing to the third issue as they currently prepare for its debut in early 2013. watch this space for more…

“everyday i think about the selling (of clothes), but when doing a collection, all i want for people is to feel the power.”

i finally saw ‘the master’ and its taken me three days to even post about it because the level of desperation happening within each of the characters propelled me into a bona fide lull. not surprisingly the performances are all completely awe-inspiring: joaquin phoenix plays the part of a messed-up madman like none other, and philip-seymour hoffman sizzles as an occult front-man with an obsessive,. the music is great but i can guarantee you will be feeling this intense emotion of lack lustre when teh credits start to roll at the end of the 143-minute

what can i say? this is how they roll in sydney and for everyone physically there, don’t miss friday night’s ‘hole in the sky’ party (i’m with you in spirit, i promise). burn up that dance floor with these cool cats why don’t you?