Ballet De Suburbia.

Rode down the river to the Arts Centre tonight for my first theatre experience.
Tried to take a photo of the set but was quickly advised
that camera’s were contraband.
The show was wild. See it if you get the chance.



Belated Boston.

Here are some photo’s found on Ed’s camera from our last day in Boston.














Isolation.

August Second Two Thousand and Eight.


Supreme Master.

Picked up Ed from the Airport at 9 this morning.
Instantly things felt back to normal, its been months since
we last saw each other in a completely foreign Logan Aiport in Boston.
To celebrate we hit La Panella for band practice lunch break.

Routine.

Tour starts in just over a week.
This time last year I was here.

Za!

Yagz wanted to make the blog so tonight he offered to cook.
Vegetarian homestyle pizza.
As far as homestyle pizza goes it was one of the best I’ve had. 8/10.
Pictured here he is wondering ‘why is he laughing so hard?’.

Jap Mail.

Jump Hard NZ Tour Zine. Serps Tokyo Division #1.

Dessert.

Lemon and Sugar caramelised banana with dark chocolate sauce in tortilla.
Trippy inspired. V-Bomb.

Coldwrld.

Yo! Thanks for my new doona.

24 Hours.

When did this become a blog about food?


In the early hours of the AM while almost everyone is either asleep or wasted I go for a ride around this city.
Melbourne, in my experience, is the most beautiful city in the world.
I guess its the backbone behind Isolation, its easy to feel isolated in such a peaceful yet wild place.
Its when im rolling reclusively around the city I think and I write.

Tonight I learned that a good friend of mine was betrayed by someone they loved and trusted entirely.
It’s enough to make your head spin in a downward spiral for an eternity.
I doubt ill ever understand people.
I doubt theres a better place for anyone.

‘If there was any mechanism for producing a city or army consisting of lovers, there could be no better form of social organisation than this: they would hold back from anything disgraceful and compete for honour in each other’s eyes. If even small numbers of such men fought side by side, they could defeat virtually the whole human race’ - Plato

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