Posts by Geoff Lealand
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On music; by chance I heard a couple of songs performed by 660 on Nat Radio this afternoon. I am bewildered as to why they are so popular because they sounded so bloody humdrum and derivative. Am I missing something?
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Cracker: Bloggers: Pr*cks, Ars*holes,…, in reply to Sacha,
Just for my eyes, initially.
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Hard News: Tired and emotional, for reals, in reply to Russell Brown,
I would add the Atlantic and another (sadly now closed) _Stop Smiling
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Westerns, eh? The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance, where the John Wayne character gives up the girl to the younger Jimmy Stewart, who represents the future?
Tush, Ben. No one one would ever call you 'dull'!
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Students in my big first year course are creating blogs about a media issue, instead of conventional essays. Not a remarkable shift, but a useful one. Saves a couple of trees, if nothing else,
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Capture: Spring is Like a Perhaps Hand, in reply to Hebe,
My apologies, Hebe. I did not intend to offend. Indeed, I had mixed feelings when I encountered the sign but when you are visiting a new town, with camera at the ready,...
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From the Silent Film Festival in Opotiki yesterday. The Harold Lloyd festure The Kid Brother was great, The entries for the short film competition were superior to last year, and the winning film we chose was very much in the spirit of silents–won by The Hayes Family (mum, three daughters + aunty) from Hamilton.
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Small town humour: from Opotiki on Saturday morning.
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Capture: Wellington? Well, I Would., in reply to Islander,
We lived there until 1992 and it was a less interesting city than it is now--except perhaps for the large woman who used to shed her clothes and walk around Prince of Wales Park which our house bordered. Also the tinny house/brothel next door.
I like visiting as it is now quite an exotic city but on a cold, windy day when rubbish tumbles along the streets, I recall why we left. -
Jackson; re Photo #2 of Mt Vic. We used to live in the second house down from the old monastery, on Hawker Street. It was beginning to slip downhill towards the harbour but obviously hasn't got there yet.
