I spent more time adding dumb one-liners to the quiz section than filling this page in.
I love practical designs, struggles with art for art's sake. So on a spectrum I'd prefer the Powerhouse museum than the MCA, ACMI rather than MONA. Secretly hoped I was the first to compare my personality to Australian museums.
Used to be a drum'n bass fiend, music tastes have mellowed out now, feeling too old and unco for the dancefloors.
Listening. Looking for the alternative argument. The more positive view on a negative situation and the more negative view on a positive.
Forgetting things, people, names, faces, important dates, things to do.
Procrastinating. Oh, was this only meant to be good things we are good at?
Befriending neighbourhood cats.
I have been obsessed with music. I wanted a community radio slot. Now I fool around with sporadic podcasting instead. I love turning up extra early at a local gig and supporting all the supports. Old habits from poor student days, I want my full money's worth from the door price, why wouldn't I see EVERY band on the bill? I like some experimental, electronic noises, drum'n bass, IDM, to looking to movie and even computer game soundtracks just for some menacing deep rumbling bass. But most of my favourite music is 3min indie pop involving pretty girly vocals and maybe some cheeky word play. Drums, piano, a plucked double bass, these are some of my favourite sounds. My heart has a soft spot for the loop pedal / sampler. Love seeing a single person on stage build up a song piece by piece with loops, turning a pop song into a sonic puzzle being constructed in front of my eyes. Really bummed out I have lost the drive to keep up to date with the local scene lately.
I do like the technical side of movies more than the story a lot of the time. Fascinated by behind the scene stories of how film students achieve so much on a shoe string budget. (YOU DON'T NEED A BILLION DOLLARS TO TELL A GOOD STORY!!!!) Never cease to marvel at the effort involved in animation, especially stop motion / claymation. Sometimes I catch myself focusing on a scene just imagining where the cameraman stands and how they move in the space. Any time a reflective surface appears I instinctively hope for a glimpse of the production crew, like there's greater magic in the making of than the actual show. But those Dogme95 style movies are a bit too much for me. Up there with old black & white and modern action 3D for just inducing headaches and making me turn away. Remakes are offensive, wasting so much money to do nothing new.
I've come close, but no song has ever really made me cry. When a movie does that it feels like a cheap shot. But books, books are weird. They sneak up on me and can pack a massive emotional punch. I wish I read more, it's been my goal like a recurring failed new years resolution. Barely keeping up with the news and magazine articles I want to read, let alone books.
Purposefully didn't want to just list titles here.
All the fantastic music that slips through the cracks.
Science. Trying to wrap my head around the latest scientific discoveries and breakthroughs.
The bigger world, politics and war, it gets me down, how people will never get along. Where it's all headed.
Why is there so many pointy right angles on furniture?! Don't they know people have to use these things and people are soft and squishy and don't like bumping into sharp right angles!
Depression. Melancholy. Friends lost and discarded. Life. Death. Existence. Purpose. Progress. Subversion. Chocolate. Ice-cream.
Don't believe in any gods or religions but fantasise about reincarnating as a pampered housecat.