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Duets

19 Friday Oct 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Algernon, Entertainment Upstairs

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Duets, orkestar

Orkestar

 

Playlist by Algernon

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C2PbG6KQKsE

Some Velvet Morning – Nancy Sinatra and Lee Hazelwood

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kl1rRxG251s

Don’t give up – Peter Gabriel and Kate Bush

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eEcLuVhRbkU

Ain’t Nothing Like The Real Thing-Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dTCNwgzM2rQ

The sounds of silence – Simon and Garfunkel

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lDpnjE1LUvE

Where the wild roses grow – Kylie Minogue and Nick Cave

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vjejqJVUYOU

Well, did you evah – Deborah Harry and Iggy Pop

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26oBcgkkbMw

Girl from the North Country – Bob Dylan and Johnny Cash

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VtuZqQq1Hs

What have I done to deserve this – The Pet Shop Boys and Dusty Springfield

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Sl-MHhEJxI

Where is the Love – Roberta Flack and Donny Hathaway

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCwe2WftI7Y

It takes two – Marvin Gaye and Kim Weston

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjrvEeQowRk

The Harlem Shuffle – Bob and Earl

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RBd4SuDNsGQ

Soul Man – Lou Reed and Sam Moore

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uRtNMFfF-g

Unforgettable – Nat King Cole and Natalie Cole

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6bOCUOPN0w

Something Stupid – Frank Sinatra and Nancy Sinatra

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3Fa4lOQfbA

Je t’aime… moi non plus – Jane Birkin and Serge Gainsbourg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpoJs-DQ42A

Be careful Cuidado Con Mi Corazón – Ricky Martin and Madonna

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZBaklS79Wc

Redemption Song – Johnny Cash and Joe Strummer

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZaDLOfUCKvQ

Sisters are doing for themselves – Annie Lennox and Aretha Franklin

Alan Jones porkies and now a Journalist training course.

18 Thursday Oct 2012

Posted by gerard oosterman in Uncategorized

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Alan Jones’ new porkies test: fact-checker for shock jock

MATTHEW KNOTT
Crikey media journalist
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2GB,   ALAN JONES
 

Alan Jones’ editorial comments will be fact-checked before going to air, under a deal struck between 2GB management and the Australian Communications and Media Authority.

The controversial broadcaster will also undergo training to ensure his on-air statements are factually accurate and that he understands the Commercial Radio Codes of Practice.

2GB, Sydney’s top-rating network, will also have to make greater efforts to ensure the station presents a range of viewpoints on controversial issues of public importance.

The agreement — detailed by ACMA this morning — tops off a torrid month for Jones, whose show has been hit by an advertiser exodus following public uproar about his statement that Prime Minister Julia Gillard’s father died of shame. Earlier this month, the Administrative Appeals Tribunal ordered Jones to apologise on air and in writing for describing Lebanese Muslims in Sydney as “vermin” and “mongrels” in 2005.

The 2GB/ACMA deal follows a June finding that Jones breached the broadcasting code by claiming human beings produce only 0.001% of the carbon dioxide in the atmosphere. ACMA found that statement, made on air in 2011, was unsubstantiated and 2GB had not made “reasonable efforts” to ensure its accuracy.

2GB admitted to the media watchdog that “no research was conducted by staff and that Mr Jones researched the figures himself”. A 2GB review subsequently found the station does have fact-checking measures in place, but that Jones’ editorial pieces do not always include the involvement of his wider editorial team.

Jones was also found guilty of breaching accuracy requirements in 2009 comments about a missing Irish national and 2010 comments about native vegetation.

Among the measures to be implemented by 2GB are:

  • Pre-broadcast      fact-checking, by the program’s executive producer, of any material      provided by third parties and any editorial pieces scripted by Jones.
  • Identification,      by the executive producer, of controversial issues of public importance      that are not covered by other 2GB current affairs programs.
  • Communication      of these exceptions to 2GB’s program director who will then be responsible      to ensure that another current affairs program presents an alternative      significant viewpoint to that presented in the program hosted by Jones so      that 2GB can discharge its obligations under the codes.
  • Creation      and retention (for at least six weeks) of records of the verification      material sourced by the executive producer for the facts contained in the      editorial pieces.
  • Training      will be conducted (including with Jones) focusing on the ACMA findings      concerning factual accuracy and significant viewpoints.

2GB has not responded to Crikey‘s requests for comment.

Grains of Sand

16 Tuesday Oct 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Uncategorized

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artwork, grains of sand

As a 5th generation descendant of Scottish and Irish pioneering families to the district, I respectfully acknowledge the past, present and future traditional owners of the land of Georgetown, the Ewamian people and pay my sincere respects to the indigenous Elders for they hold the history, the cultural practice and traditions, of their people and of the land.

 

Grains of Sand

Story and Artwork by Sandshoe.

‘Grains of Sand’ is not a new piece. It is newly bordered and signed, only now.

Its patina and intrigue now refreshes me, yet it has been lying in the ‘drawer’ of embarrassment for years, of sensitivity, of half-formed ideas and to-be-rediscovered ideas, its busy intonations confusing me until now. Where does art come from and what is its meaning if its artist is not the primary observer, if she does not see, if she cannot speak to it?

‘Grains’ is not derivative. It is an original idea, but harks to other people’s work for that is what art does surely or, otherwise, it is original as far as certainly a person is concerned who believes it is. How easy something is to not see anyway and understand for itself.

On my return to where I currently live – I have been travelling for a number of weeks – I understand why it appealed. I see the journey lines. I recalled some years ago even when I viewed a painting like it, although far from the same, a painting that published its artist’s map.

I, too, I discover have a map and in it is my story.

Reflecting back, as I was saying I have been travelling – and I have been visiting friends, made new ones, embraced strangers, re-formed in some ways as I was in my childhood and travelled into my childhood, then further paying my respects to my ancestors and their places I learned of.

I walked and walked, watching the birds, hearing the small animals in the undergrowth, photographed the dirt, the leaves fallen on the grassy parks, looked at the sky, walked to rivers’ edges where – once there were hundreds if not thousands of people – it is quiet of humanity, its hub-bub deserted. That is not all I did of course, but that is what was very important for me as it has transpired to eventually know, interpret, understand what I was seeing, see this map.

Travelling on a bus on the road on my physical journey to the shoreline of the Gulf of Carpentaria, I was careering into the setting sun at journey end and the flat salt plain that characterises most for me its beauty appeared velvet green and velvet gold. I wondered I had been mistaken to think it is only the wattle that is our inspiration. The stunted grasses and ground cover as far as the eye can see sometimes is a natural wonder of the world surely.

Travelling back on the bus to my next destination where I would stop for a few days, Georgetown on the bend of the Etheridge River where my great-grandfather is said to have been called ‘the white Chinaman’, I saw the fabulous countryside in grainy outlines of yellow and yellow sand that altered to red and back to alternate yellows and ochres, changing forestation, eucalypts, patches of the blackened bases of forest burnt by fire, the initial dark navy blues of mountains that sprawl as a ring of sentinels around their secrets, like an itch, those sort of secrets. Who would not want to impetuously alight from the bus and leave the holidayers and commuters travelling to neighbouring properties and towns, to the big centre of Cairns and further afield and walk into the bush to look more closely at the delicate burnished apricot blossoms on gum trees, the wattles, the circlets of blocks of granite variously placed as if by human intervention, and find the bones of our people. Some of them have been lost for centuries. Some washed away.

My forefather I have been told had a market garden in the midst of exclusively Chinese otherwise leaseholds so I go down to the river and walk along the edge of it where I know the market gardens were.  Instinct took me there. By instinct I knew where and have it verified later. We can see the people, you know, in their historical procession of individuals and groups living in, working and tramping this bush, black and indigenous, white and new chums.  I know because I followed the map to find my people. Only when I went did I find exactly where to look for my earliest antecedents. Of course only when I got back I found I did have a map. Somehow, this spirit we cannot define better than in a brush stroke or by holding a growing organism up to the light, the cell perhaps of the leaf of an aged tree in which these people still are leaps alive into the imagination when we find the tree or the rock, seeds, a cacophony of birds in ancient trees in river sand.

And You Thought the Bank Never Had a Heart

15 Monday Oct 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Emmjay

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Living ATM

ATM Lives !

ATM Lives !

 

From the last exhibition at the White Rabbit Gallery, Chippendale / Blackfriars, Sydney.  Sorry, I’ve misplaced the artist’s name.  Stay tuned……

Sun and Summer

15 Monday Oct 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Algernon, Bands at the Pig's Arms, Entertainment Upstairs

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Sun and Summer

Playlist by Algernon

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yy57Xdk9u0o

California Sun – The Rivieras

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dbUgeYNB0-o

Capricorn Dancer – Richard Clapton

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQj–Kjn0z8

Walking on the Sun – Smash Mouth

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBDVarvFqYI

Sun is shining – Bob Marley

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uOq6UxEy8f4

Mr Sun Mr Moon – Paul Revere and the Raiders

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eq7DGPYzAvg

Follow the Sun – The Beatles

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WDroQidzJN0

Summer Lovin – Grease

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ivz7cqXHKc

Soak up the sun –Sheryl Crow

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPUmE-tne5U

Walking on sunshine – Katrina and the Waves

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LpYqKNkMInk

Distant Sun – Crowded House

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OcKcjpSWmm0

Dreamworld – Midnight Oil

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSy8afV76P4

Its Summer – The Temptations

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGioDGJ86Cg

In the sun – Blondie

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlZ7x9u9wLY

Summertime – The Troggs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wvUQcnfwUUM

In the summertime – Mungo Jerry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cy9-epdDw9E

Always the sun – The Stranglers

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6Hryc5t2wQ

All summer long – The Beach Boys

 

Release the Bts

14 Sunday Oct 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Lehan Winifred Ramsay

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strumpet

Release the Bts

Painting and Story by Lehan Winifred Ramsay

A wise wise man once said to me: It’s got nothing to do with what they have. Stop worrying about what they have. You are not them.

So today I would like to share with you the word “Strumpet”.
Strumpet is one of those words that we don’t hear enough of. It’s for us girls and women, and only if we’ve done something to deserve it.

A Strumpet is a moll, or a slut, or something like that. Which means; our sexual behaviour is currently being used to service something. Generally this something is the speaker of the word Strumpet, as well as something else. Often this something else is a sexual liaison which might even have involved the speaker themselves. But sometimes it is spoken by a third party. The third party feels that they are not Strumpets/a Strumpet, and generally also feels that nobody is about to call them a Strumpet, so it is safe to use.

Generally being a Strumpet, even if you are a girl, elevates you to quite a high position in the Badness of Being a Woman. You have failed on the very highest level. And that is why I feel that it is time to Release the Bts.

Roll Out The Strumpets and stop keeping them for ourselves. Every boy and man, at some time in their lives, deserves to be truly great in what they value most. Greatness at what it is that they do best.

It’s the Climate as well Tony, not just Misogyny!

12 Friday Oct 2012

Posted by gerard oosterman in Uncategorized

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Kerry O'Brien, Tony Abbott, Tony Jones

This article is by Climate Spectator Tristan Edis.

http://www.climatespectator.com.au/commentary/abbott-s-problems-go-far-beyond-misogyny?&utm_source=exact&utm_medium=email&utm_content=116473&utm_campaign=kgb&modapt

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There’s been a lot of debate in the media about whether or not Tony Abbott is a misogynist, even extending to an American style intervention by his wife and daughter. You know we’re in trouble in this country when family members, rather than policy, become front and centre in our political debate.

But where’s the debate about Abbott’s lack of policy detail?

Our chart of the week is a little unconventional in that it is nothing fancy, just your stock standard utility bill. Except it seems that Tony Abbott, nor his legion of advisers, nor the pensioner whose bill it was, seemed capable of interpreting it properly.

The failure for Abbott to do even the most simple of analysis on this occasion is in fact illustrative of a much broader problem – his lack of attention to detail.

Eighty-two-year-old pensioner Hetty Verolme of Perth, received a rather unpleasant shock when she opened her electricity bill for August and found it had gone up by $800, a 70 per cent rise relative to her last bill. She immediately concluded it must be due to the carbon tax and sent it straight through to Tony Abbott’s office in support of his campaign to “axe the tax”.

Abbott took Hetty’s carbon tax complaint straight into Parliament House, brandishing her bill while asking Prime Minister Julia Gillard:

“With an $800 increase in just one bill of which 70 per cent is due to the carbon tax how can the prime minister possibly claim that Hetty Verolme’s compensation is in any way adequate?”

One problem, the predominant reason for the increase in Hetty’s bill was that her electricity consumption for the August bill had about doubled compared to her previous bill.

Not only that, but the text that sits to the left of the usage comparison chart explains that rather than electricity prices going up 70 per cent as Abbott claimed, it was in fact 9.13 per cent stating:
“From 1 July 2012 electricity prices will increase. This includes 2.255c/unit for Synergy’s estimate of its costs for the federal government’s carbon price, Synergy’s allowable return and GST. This represents an estimated increase of 9.13 per cent for an average daily usage of 15.89 units.”
Tony ‘I’m not a tech head’ Abbott has for the most part got away with this lack of attention to detail because he has largely bent with the winds of the tabloid media in their sensationalist coverage around cost of living pressures. This coverage has been largely rubbish, as any cursory review of the Australian Bureau of Statistics’ inflation data would reveal.
But Abbott has learnt well from his baptism of fire as press secretary for John Hewson in the unlosable 1993 election; and then Howard’s subsequent success in 1996 with his small target strategy.
He has been a brilliant opposition leader to date because of his mastery of the Keep It Simple Stupid principle. Abbott knows that the ability to get a message across in the media from opposition is incredibly constrained. Messages must be simple, short, small in number, repeated regularly, and shaped around, not against, the predominant flow of news coverage.
No point talking about a serious problem if the media aren’t already covering it. And even if something isn’t really a problem, if the media think it is, then just go with it.
So rather than focus on poor regulation of electricity networks, that have been used to raise state government revenues by stealth; rant and rave about a carbon tax which is actually a necessary and efficient economic reform.
And instead of focussing on Australia’s ridiculously poor productivity in the construction sector due to union tactics (which mean we pay 50 to 100 per cent what the US does for things like power stations, high rise buildings and new industrial plant); talk about boat people stealing our jobs.
This is has worked well for Abbott so far. But when questioned on detail, Abbott falls apart. He fell apart when Kerry O’Brien got into detail on broadband. He fell apart when Leigh Sales got into detail about Olympic Dam and the mining and carbon taxes. And so far he is running scared from Lateline’s Tony Jones, turning down every one of the program’s repeated requests for interviews.
As John Hewson sagely observed at an ANU conference of Australian economists, “Tony Abbott is the best…….opposition leader Australia has ever had. I just don’t know what he’d be like as prime minister.”
I suspect that the electorate’s poor opinion of Tony Abbott is as much a reflection of John Hewson’s observation as anything to do with perceptions of misogyny. Until he demonstrates a grip on policy detail, serious questions will hang over Abbott’s capability to lead this country.

The Pig’s Arms Salutes the Young Henrys and Silverbean Saloon

11 Thursday Oct 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in The Dining Room, The Public Bar

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Enmore, growler, micro brewery, Silverbean Deep South West hospitality, Young Henrys

Be there or B square !

Still life with Opera House

Merv was overjoyed to discover, just around the back, opposite the Enmore Theatre, a micro brewery.  THE MICRO BREWERY !

Name of Young Henrys.

The Young Henrys have been battling the bureaucracy for an eternity to get their wonderful industry up and running and have made a brilliant start.  Adding a real brewery to a cyber pub has left mere watering holes in the Inner West reeling.  Some 14 to date have seen the light and now stock the Young Henrys’ delightful products.

Look closely at the label – see the homage to la maison de porc ?

A growler waiting to wing its way homeward for a quiet evening of Letters and Numbers (yeah, right !)

It’s possible to sample a few jars and take home a growler (just under 2 litres) in a recyclable flagon-like receptacle.  Bring it back fresh and clean and the lads will top it up for a modest fee.

Ah, that foamy, amber / black / red / pale ale hoppy goodness. Hmmmmm.

The discovery was courtesy of running into Oscar – brewer extraordinaire at Merv’s escape coffee and Tex Mex deep south bolt hole – Silverbean Saloon  ……

Catch a great vibe and and look out for Ry Cooder, Red Stick ramblers and Delta bluesmen on close rotation and a delicious jambalaya, corn bread, home made muffins, freshly-squeezed OJ and hair raising coffee.  Lowan may even be persuaded to put on the New Lost City Ramblers……

Chef Lowan and Concierge George, Props, Silverbean Saloon  http://www.silverbean.co/index.html

Abbott ( A.Jones Apprentice) knows no Shame and Must lose the Election.

09 Tuesday Oct 2012

Posted by gerard oosterman in Uncategorized

≈ 27 Comments

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Alan Jones, Australian politics, Julia Gillard, T.Abbott

http://www.thepunch.com.au/articles/gillard-wins-a-verbal-stoush-and-maybe-an-election-too/

Mr T.Abbott has just cemented in being a man driven by hate and disdain for all of mankind during todays performance in Parliament. His reference to ‘dying of shame’  to Gillard referring again to Allan Jones pig-low remark of  a ‘dying father out of shame for his daughter’ surely must result in revulsion and revolt against a man that is still trying to become a prime minister. I use ‘man’ with reservation here.

I hope someone will come up with a petition barring all support for this truly vile person. He would just be one of the most insensitive man Australia in its short history ever have had the displeasure of having witnessed in public. Of course his remark to a man dying of asbestos a few years ago, pointed the way to a sociopath. A man truly relishing the unhinging of others. Julia was magnificent in her reply.

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2012-10-09/gillard-vs-abbott-on-the-slipper-affair/4303618

Take it Like a Man

08 Monday Oct 2012

Posted by Therese Trouserzoff in Emmjay

≈ 9 Comments

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Alan Jones, inappropriate comments

Borrowed from Lethbridge in the Brisvegas Courier Mail

“No, he got what he well and truly fuckin’ deserved”, said Emmjay.

“That’s a bit harsh”, Jules replied. “I mean, they took his Merc off him and it wasn’t even a divorce settlement”.

“ I reckon he’s had it comin’ for ages”, said Emmjay “the price you pay for stepping on the toes of not just anybody, but the bloody Prime Minister”

Jules paused for a pull on his lemon lime and bitters, reflecting that indeed this bloke had been stirring the shit just a tad too vigorously for ages.  “Still, I think he reflects the views of many Australians”.

“Many white anglo rednecks, you mean.  Fuckin’ rednecks that he personally created by soaking otherwise decent folk in bile every day on the radio”, said Emmjay taking Jules’ bait hook line and sinker.

“Not all of them are Anglos” said Manne.  “Some of them are, you know, Italians, Greeks, Lebs and stuff”.

“Anyone without a decent edumacation” gets into the club” said Hung.

A lone figure shuffled in through the side door and assumed the position at the far end of the bar.

“Mention his name and he appears”, thought Merv, but before he could speak, Emmjay returned to his theme du jour, failing to notice the recent arrival.

“I still think the bastard got what he deserved… it’s just not on to diss some poor bugger who’s lost his pappy” said Emmjay.

“Her pappy”, said Helvi.

“Yes, of course, Her pappy.  The bloody Prime Minister’s pappy.  And more to the point, the bloke in question was more than just a decent chap, he was a bloody saint, helping out the troubled folk of Adelaide”.

Merv cleared his throat.

“I heard that ALL the sponsors have pulled out of his gigs” said Big M. “Or not exactly, the radio station has caused a ‘pause in advertising’ to allow the offended businesses to get over the cyber bullying campaign that Gez and Emmjay have been supporting”.

“That’s poop!” said Emmjay.  “They’re waiting for it to all blow over and those do-gooder lefty basket weaving Balmain types to wander off and find some other gay whales’ landrights cause to trumpet”.

Merv stirred up a Pimms for the lone figure at the far end of the bar.

“What kind of poofter drink is that ?” speculated Hung. “It could be a pink drink, but there’s no umbrella, so it’s definitely not a Pig’s Arms special”.

Merv coughed again, with special emphasis and proceeded in a northerly direction along the bar, noted Foodge.

By this time, the more astute patrons of the Pig’s Arms had noticed the lone, stoutly-built and slightly care-worn figure with the off-grey complexion at the northern extremity (or as Waz called it, ‘the cathedral end’) of the bar.

Emmjay went on.  “I mean who really knows what this Faustian lump really thinks.  He’s become a parody of himself.  Always trying to outdo the last outrage he’s foisted on his radio audience of retards, dropkicks, pillow-biters, Nazis, sheep-botherers, paedos, Liberal-voters, tax-dodgers, snake-oil merchants and miscellaneous fuckwits.”

“More to the point” said Jules, handing Emmjay another can of petrol to throw on the fire, “He still gets to keep his job, despite everything, because he bloody well owns a chunk of the station, bought with his wad of cash for comments”.

“That’s right !” said Emmjay. “But at least this time, he’s providing a bit of competition to the ABC in the advertising-free, but still crap end of the media spectrum.”

‘Well, if we can get advertising-free crap for free, I want my eight cents back”, said Big.

The patrons were becoming increasingly aware of the rising tide of sobbing from the cathedral end.  The tide was going out on the Pimms and coming in on the cheeks of the lone slumping figure.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake” said Emmjay, wheeling on his stool and confronting the distraught figure.

“Maaate” he said to the pink galah, at the same time throwing Merv and Jules a look like a man who was about to pay them back in spades for setting him up.

“Tough gig, sport.  The rough taste of Julius Marlows on the palate.  A terrible price to pay for a tiny slip of the tongue amongst mates”. said Emmjay.  “I know, I’ve been there and done that myself.  I have said harsh things at inappropriate times.  But you know what, sport ?  I’ve never made a living out of it.  And when I said I was sorry, I actually meant it.”

“Come on tiger, finish the drink and I’ll give you a lift home in the Zephyr.  It’s time for you to take it like a man”.

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