2AWA: Best Shop nominations

Here are the nom­in­ees for the Best Shop cat­egory for the 2nd Annu­al Wel­ling­tonista Awards (2AWA).

Good­bye pay-pack­et, hello mer­chand­ise:

Some­times we like to pre­tend to be filthy hip­pies, and care about things like glob­al­isa­tion, and con­sumer­ism, debt and excess­ive con­sump­tion. But then we see all the shiny things for sale in these shops, and all those thoughts go right out the win­dow as we rush towards the pret­ties with our arms wide open.

(nom­in­ees after the jump)

2AWA: Best Late-Night Venue nominations

Here are the nom­in­ees for the Best Late-Night Ven­ue cat­egory for the 2nd Annu­al Wel­ling­tonista Awards (2AWA).

When even Win­ston Peters has gone to bed, the best bar to go to is:

Sure, town is banging and hum­ming around mid­night. But what if the bar you’re in starts clos­ing and you’re not ready to go home yet? Where do you head to then?

(nom­in­ees after the jump)

Art on the streets

Let’s say this for the record: the Wel­ling­tonista hates tag­ging. It’s just an inane and ter­rit­ori­al fury of poodle-piss­ings scrawled around the town sig­ni­fy­ing noth­ing but a ter­ri­fy­ing lack of ima­gin­a­tion on the part of the tag­ger.

That said, there’s more to the world of graf­fiti than tags. And at some point graf­fiti changes from mind­less and wan­ton prop­erty dam­age into ART, some­where across bound­ar­ies as ragged and ill-defined and debat­able as any cul­tur­al war­zone. Around cent­ral Wel­ling­ton, it’s all there to be dis­covered and mapped, tucked away in the alleys and byways of Te Aro mainly, but also scattered around the wider inner city.

[We show you some great street-art, after the jump]

Ponoko at TechCrunch40

some of the Ponoko teamPonoko is per­haps Wel­ling­ton’s hard­est to cat­egor­ise tech star­tup. The gen­er­al idea seems to be to around empower­ing ordin­ary people to design items that Ponoko will help them man­u­fac­ture and dis­trib­ute.

This admit­tedly sounds a bit vague until you’ve been immersed in the ser­vice, as sev­er­al of the Wel­ling­tonista (and many of our read­ers) have been. In fact, it’s now pos­sible to buy fel­low Wel­ling­tonista Sue’s designed-by-Sue, built-by-Ponoko jew­ellery via the Ponoko site, with more to come.

So we are all very excited about what Ponoko has to offer, and that view is shared by the people at Tech­Crunch, who invited them and a hand­ful of oth­ers out of a field of 700 start-up hope­fuls world wide to present to today’s TechCrunch40 con­fer­ence in San Fran­cisco.

This is a fant­ast­ic achieve­ment (the imme­di­ate evid­ence being the occa­sion­al 503 band­width errors on the Ponoko site after co-founder Dave ten Have’s present­a­tion) and we hope this is the found­a­tion for fur­ther and big­ger suc­cess!

Ask Wellington: spring gardening?

fresh spray


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Ori­gin­ally uploaded by Philip Fier­linger
of turntable.com

Some­times we at the Wel­ling­tonista must admit that even we, strange though it may seem, do not know everything about our fine city (and in this case, its cli­mat­ic pecu­li­ar­it­ies). So peri­od­ic­ally we must call upon the mighty and eru­dite col­lect­ive wis­dom of our read­ers to fill in the gaps.

Many of you may have noticed the arrival of spring­time, if only to observe the mar­gin­ally warm­er tem­per­at­ures, a sus­tained breez­i­ness, and an increased rate of sneez­ing exper­i­enced between your front doors and that of your air-con­di­tioned work­places. But not all of you fall into this cat­egory, and it is of you in par­tic­u­lar we are enquir­ing today.

You see, some in the Wel­ling­tonista (and again, this may be a little shock­ing) live in the sub­urbs. And some of us actu­ally have areas of flat ground reserved for the grow­ing of things that can be eaten (it is true that some apart­ment-dwell­ers have a couple of ter­ra­cotta pots on their bal­conies for the same pur­pose – the fol­low­ing may apply to them too), called “veget­able gar­dens”.

And so the ques­tion we have for you today is: What should we be plant­ing in our “veget­able gar­dens” right now?

We sus­pect that pota­toes are good at the moment. But we won­der: what else is good, assum­ing that it’s both leg­al and tasty? If we were to get plant­ing this com­ing week, what’s best?

Answers, please, dear read­ers.

Entertainment Book Review: One Red Dog

At the Wel­ling­tonista we don’t often give props to less con­sciously hip­ster places like One Red Dog, even though their con­tin­ued suc­cess shows they have a devoted fol­low­ing. Today we dis­covered one of the reas­ons why this devoted fol­low­ing might exist.

Review after the jump.

Ukes at lunch

Two events at the libraryWe love the lib­rary. We do. And many of us are in there at least once a week, and not just to admire the archi­tec­ture. (For some of us it has some­thing to do with those kid’s paci­fiers DVDs hav­ing just a sev­en day loan peri­od. But we digress.)

Like the Wel­ling­tonista, the lib­rary too is cel­eb­rat­ing NZ Music month – they’re host­ing a quiz that always ends with the chance to win a well known brand of MP3 play­er. Nice.

But even bet­ter, there’s a per­form­ance by loc­al Super Group The Wel­ling­ton Inter­na­tion­al Ukelele Orches­tra this Thursday 12:30pm at the lib­rary.

If you are feel­ing brave enough to vis­it MySpace, check out some videos here. And should your immer­sion in the Wel­ling­ton music scene be as piti­fully shal­low as this sad indi­vidu­al’s, then you should con­sider your attend­ance on Thursday to be com­puls­ory.

Wellington Music Month 6: a shameful secret.

Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at PhotobucketSo alone among the Wel­ling­tonista, I have a ter­rible secret: apart from an early album from the Black Seeds, I have no cur­rent Wel­ling­ton Music in my col­lec­tion.

None.

Not even Fat Freddy’s Drop.

In my major peri­od of buy­ing music, Wel­ling­ton music for me was a bit fringe and wacky, and worst of all, not on Fly­ing Nun. There were occa­sion­al songs that caught my atten­tion: Bill Dir­een & the Bilders’ Do the Alligator; that amus­ing Ele­ph­unk song; one or two songs from the Six Volts… and that’s about it. Wel­ling­ton was full of arty jazzy stuff that frankly I des­pised.

Time has moved on – about 20 years in fact – and some­how Wel­ling­ton’s music­al renais­sance has passed me by. This is not good.

So I need help!

What are the top five albums by Wel­ling­ton bands in the last five years? Answers please: I must remove the shame­ful stain of my music­al ignor­ance!

When you come back home

OK Road, 8 March 2007 7:18:29amSome­times there comes a time when you must leave this town, your town for a break – it could be a hol­i­day; it could be your OE; it could be that career move; it could be to do a geo­graph­ic­al and just get away.

What’s that? Your favour­ite barista moved to West­port, and you had to fol­low? (Yeah, OK. There’s always an excuse.) But soon­er or later, you must come back. And when you do there is always a moment when you know you are home.

Here’s one such:

Com­ing down the Ngaur­anga Gorge there’s that long sweep­ing curve where the Hutt and Pori­rua motor­ways meet. Look up from the road and you’ll see Wel­ling­ton arrayed in full panoply before you. There are our small cluster of tall build­ings stand­ing proud, feet in the sea and backs to the hills. There are the hills them­selves, steeply car­peted with houses in defi­ance of tec­ton­ics and plain good sense, look­ing on to and out to the sea. There is the bowl of the har­bour, rimmed with bush and filled with reflec­ted sky. There is the sky, mostly blue, some­times grey, often set with clouds scud­ding.

There it is. Our town. Where you live. Where I live.

Where is this moment for you?

Is it, as the Front Lawn once had it, fly­ing over­head?

over Wel­ling­ton Har­bour
Ori­ent­al Bay is stand­ing there in the sun­light

Is it that first sip of Mojo or Fuel?

Is it Cour­tenay Place at the week­end?

Where? What? With whom? Com­ment, zoom­in, or blog away!

Borders: opening Thursday

As Tom noted back in Octo­ber, the north­ern por­tion of Cap­it­al on the Quay is to become a Bor­ders’. Ima­gine a book­store with a giant foot­print, a café inside, and pos­sibly the largest range of stock in town. That might well be what we’re get­ting.

Borders windowSev­er­al months later it seems the the work is just about com­plete, and earli­er this week a sign appeared in the win­dow: open­ing is to be 8:00am this Thursday 15th.

At the Wel­ling­tonista we’ve been keenly await­ing the open­ing: prob­ably more because we are hop­ing for some great open­ing bar­gains than any­thing else (not that we actu­ally know any­thing – please com­ment if you do).

Around the water­cool­er though, there’s been a bit of dis­cus­sion about Bor­ders’ entry into the Wel­ling­ton book retail mar­ket: will it be good, or bad for the book-lov­ing pub­lic?

Exper­i­ence of the Auck­land store var­ied: one of us felt that although the ini­tial stock on open­ing was broad enough to have people hyper­vent­il­at­ing (three dif­fer­ent edi­tions of “Fin­neg­an’s Wake” – a bench­mark by which any book-store, ‑chain, or even soci­ety can be meas­ured he said, misty-eyed with remem­brance), over time it seemed to become less diverse.

But a couple of the oth­ers have found the Auck­land store to be pretty good actu­ally, beat­ing out even Unity in some areas (post-mod­ern Amer­ic­an poetry, any­one?), and that the range avail­able is huge.

At this point, the concept of The Long Tail made its way into the increas­ingly thick soup of the con­ver­sa­tion. The idea applied in this case being that Bor­ders’ can gen­er­ate volume and make money by selling one or two cop­ies of many many dif­fer­ent titles rather than flog­ging large num­bers of just a few very pop­u­lar titles. Which may bode ill for for our favour­ite small-but-more-spe­cial­ised book­shops else­where in town: Unity, Vic Books, Par­sons, and even Dymocks all have their adher­ents up here in Wel­ling­tonista towers. It’s hard to say how it’s going to pan out: maybe Bor­ders’ won’t, or can­’t com­pete against the inde­pend­ents, crimp­ing the Quay’s oth­er book megastore pre­tend­er Whit­coulls instead… or maybe not.