Thursday, 14 April 2011

Random Songs and Scenes in Movies

Isn’t it funny how a song can completely define a scene in a movie, which in turn makes watching the movie a defining moment?

One of these moments happened to me when I was watching Babel – when the deaf Japanese schoolgirl goes to the nightclub. You can hear the doof doof of the music before the scene actually crosses to the club. It builds anticipation, as you kind of recognise the song but aren’t exactly 100% sure what it is.

Finally it crescendos and climaxes into an amazing remix of Earth Wind and Fire’s September, and it is one of the best musical build ups ever. Then it falls silent, and you wonder on earth happened – then you realise, that is the viewpoint of the Japanese schoolgirl – and you realise just how different it must living in a world without sounds (check it out here - sorry won't let me embed).

So whenever I hear Dancing in September, I make sure I turn it up loud, and thank my lucky stars that I am able to experience a musical masterpiece. Imagine, a world without Earth Wind and Fire.

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Wednesday, 13 April 2011

Daydreamin’ in Si Phan Don, Laos

So, cold weather makes me think of hot weather – and how I would much rather be in a warm climate. For some reason, daydreaming in hot weather is ten-fold more enjoyable than trying to summon up your fantasies in blizzard-like temperatures (true fact – visit the Daydreaming Association of Australia’s web page for their fact sheet*).

Which is why today, although staring out the window what I can literally see is rain like daggers and clouds as dark my black leather jacket (which is very dark**). But what my mind sees is the Mekong rushing past, surrounded by lush palms and random chickens and ox-like creatures wandering around (they may just be cows, but hey its my daydream so they will be ox). And of course, I am watching this all from my hammock on the veranda of a thatched-roof hut in my SS11 Zimmermann bikini and Tigerlily kaftan. (Just because it was not hot at all this summer and there was no opportunity to wear any such attire in Melbourne, doesn’t mean I can’t wear them in my daydream***.)

And in my stated circumstance of bliss, because I would actually be in the beautiful region of Laos known as Si Phan Don, (specifically the uber-chill island of Don Det) I could clear my daydreaming schedule for much more important matters to daydream about – such as how cool that zombie kid is who likes turtles, and wondering what he was up to these days, and whether the pitfalls of instant fame had befallen upon him, and did he still like turtles****?

Oh Si Phan Don – if only you were my present location for daydreaming!

*This isn’t a true fact, and I just made up the Daydreaming Association of Australia, if it does exist it is purely co-incidental.

**I didn't make this up, my leather jacket is very dark.

***So I don’t actually own a Zimmermann bikini nor a Tigerlilly kaftan, but had the summer weather been better in Melbourne this year I might have. 

****Seriously, I wonder if he does still like turtles?

Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Trackpants as Fashion

Ok, this trend has been around for awhile, but I haven’t actually taken it from ‘lounge around please nobody come to the door’ town across the border to ‘fashion statement city’.  

So today, I will be putting on bravest face, and my comfiest pants, and giving the ‘Trackpants as Fashion’ trend a whirl. My pick to take me into oh so hot and oh so comfy land is the Bonds Trackpants. At only $49, they’re a steal, and the perfect antidote to the miserable feeling you get at the start of the week knowing it’s a full three more days until the weekend.

And the best thing about the whole scenario? Once Ms Roitfeld calls timeout on the look, they can always take the express train out of fashion-land and pleasantly retire back to ‘lounge around please nobody come to the door’ town.