A couple of little songs I love. Bright Eyes are my new fave, Dave Jack always seems to be able to pick bands/songs that I’m going to love.
Who’s going to say it? I will. BETTER.
Have I told you lately how much I love Poi E?
Campbell Live had Patea Maori Club on live tonight and it made me cry with joy as I danced and pretended I had some poi. Seriously. The song first came out when I was 4 and I would be willing to bet that I saw all 22 episodes of RTR Countdown when it was number one in New Zealand because I know for a fact that my Mum loved it as much as I did and we turned it up loud on the old Thorn TV every time it was on. Number 1 by Christmas!
What a year, seriously. Not a stellar stand-out year by any measure but there were definitely some diamonds in the rough.
- The Pearl Jam concert. This show was incredible, the music, the weather, the company of my best friends and seeing a band you have loved for 16 years AGAIN. How lucky am I? So lucky in fact, that if I ever want to relive the moment all I have to do is watch the numerous videos I shot during my fav songs and listen to my god-awful-i-love-eddie-vedder wailing. No. I won’t be posting any of those for your viewing
After his brief (3week) foray into the realm of book bags, uniforms, homework, the occasional bully, lunch-orders and a crap-tacular New Entrant teacher, Ethan’s first official Summer Holiday begins in one hour.
What this means to him is that Christmas could arrive at anytime, thus one should be prepared with an updated wish list at all times. His list is growng at a rate only exceeded by the increasing number of freckles on his nose and the even faster rate with which my little boy seems to be disappearing amidst all of this school boy guff.
Last nights additions to the wish-list included a PSP (he got Nintendo DS for his birthday less than a month ago), an electric guitar (WTF?), soft bait for Daddy (hmmm, perhaps there is an altruist in there somewhere?) and a large remote controlled hobby aircraft.
I can’t get enough of;
- this song, turn it up loud and wait for the goosebumps –