Piss artist

When one thinks of Jer­ry Collins, one’s mind imme­di­ate­ly turns to … elder­flow­ers. That’s because Mat­ter­horn’s “Jer­ry Collins” cock­tail (a ver­sion of the clas­sic Tom Collins) incor­po­rates such man­ly ingre­di­ents as elder­flower cor­dial and fei­joa vod­ka. That’s hard­ly news to Welling­to­ni­ans, but its fame has spread across the Tas­man and got a whole arti­cle in the Syd­ney Morn­ing Her­ald’s “Rug­by Heav­en” (hat tip to Dun­can in Syd­ney for the link).

When I asked the bar staff about it this morn­ing, they had­n’t heard of the arti­cle, but they were amused to read their boss’s quote that “When the All Blacks or Hur­ri­canes play in Welling­ton and feel like going to a bar for a drink they can come to the Mat­ter­horn and nobody will mob them for auto­graphs, or in many cas­es even know who they are”. They prob­a­bly get mis­tak­en for mem­bers of Fat Fred­dy’s Drop.

Appar­ent­ly the name is iron­ic. Real­ly? I thought it was because elder­flow­ers are a diuret­ic.

Does Harbour Quays suck?

Harbour Quays 'sucking the soul out of Wellington'You’ve prob­a­bly seen the arti­cles and full-page ads in the Domin­ion Post by a group oppos­ing the Har­bour Quays devel­op­ment, and may have looked at their Vibrant Welling­ton web­site. I’ve writ­ten about Har­bour Quays sev­er­al times before, and while I’ve always been scep­ti­cal of the “office park” con­cept, I must admit I was a lit­tle wary of the oppos­ing cam­paign, since it seems to be dri­ven by a group of prop­er­ty devel­op­ers and com­mer­cial land­lords wor­ried that cheap com­pe­ti­tion might under­cut the soar­ing office rents that they’re cur­rent­ly enjoy­ing. But last Thurs­day’s “open let­ter to the city of Welling­ton” was also signed by retail­ers, restau­ra­teurs and three of Welling­ton’s most promi­nent archi­tects, so clear­ly there’s a broad­er base to the oppo­si­tion.

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Back on track: why submit?

Drawing of an LRT stopSub­mis­sions on the North Welling­ton Pub­lic Trans­port Study close on Wednes­day, and while this is obvi­ous­ly of major inter­est to those who live in that area, every­one else could be for­giv­en for think­ing it irrel­e­vant. How­ev­er, there are many rea­sons why oth­er Welling­to­ni­ans should care.

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Mystery bar number 35

There are plen­ty of issues I could be writ­ing about today, such as whether the Har­bour Quays devel­op­ment will suck the life out of the CBD, the mer­its of the new Cathryn Mon­ro sculp­ture planned to go out­side the Musuem Hotel, and of course the end­less trans­port debates. How­ev­er, I seem to have got into a pleas­ant­ly intox­i­genic mode this week, so it’s time for anoth­er mys­tery bar.

mysterious

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Happy bleepings

BleepThis Wednes­day night at Hap­py, a diverse bunch of musi­cians will get togeth­er for a live col­lab­o­ra­tive per­for­mance called “Bleep”. They’ve all got one thing in com­mon: they make music with machines.

And by “machines”, they don’t just mean com­put­ers. Sure, there’s the usu­al brace of lap­tops and MPCs, but the pre­lim­i­nary work­shop also includ­ed an elec­tric vio­lin, an op-shop omni­chord, elec­tron­ic drums, ana­logue tape-delays, an ancient Casiotone and what looked like a genet­i­cal­ly engi­neerd hybrid between a chi­nese stringed instru­ment and a mechan­i­cal type­writer. The result­ing sounds ranged from del­i­cate to fran­tic, but as this is an impro­vised col­lab­o­ra­tion, no-one (least of all us) will know quite what to expect.

Eclectic Electric

Here are a few things to keep your mind off the weath­er this week­end.

The World Press Pho­to ’06 exhi­bi­tion kicks off at Shed 11 today. It’s been inter­est­ing to see that the pub­lic­i­ty around town has tak­en a very polit­i­cal angle this year.

Just along the water­front at the Muse­um of Welling­ton City and Sea (I wish they’d find a short­er name!), they’re already two weeks into the month-long Welling­to­nia LIVE event. The word “eclec­tic” does­n’t even begin to describe the range of things going on there: there’s a per­for­mances from the Tinako­ri Hand­bell Asso­ci­a­tion, a Matari­ki cel­e­bra­tion with Toni Hua­ta, hur­dy-gur­dies, shan­ty singers, ghost tours, kete weav­ing and a debate on the con­tro­ver­sial Marine Edu­ca­tion Cen­tre. My main inter­est will be in the series of talks organ­ised by the Archi­tec­tur­al Cen­tre enti­tled “Why I do archi­tec­ture”. These kick off at 1pm tomor­row with Anna Kem­ble-Walsh and Mar­tin Han­ley of Red Design and John Mills of John Mills Archi­tects.

Poster for debut gig by The Blush ResponseFrom eclec­tic to elec­tric: new synth-pop band The Blush Response have their debut gig at Sand­wich­es tomor­row night. The band may be new, but the musi­cians will be very famil­iar to Welling­to­ni­ans: Jerami­ah Ross (aka Mod­ule), Rhi­an Shee­han, Raashi Malik (of Rhom­bus, among oth­ers) and Paul McLaney of Gram­sci.

Final­ly, you could always try to fig­ure out the loca­tion of the cur­rent Mys­tery Bar. If you do, you’d bet­ter get look­ing tonight because it’s closed on Sat­ur­day nights (that’s a clue). It also has some­thing in com­mon with Sand­wich­es.

Shed in Transition

Just qui­et­ly, there’s an intrigu­ing lit­tle exhi­bi­tion on at Shed 11 until Sun­day: “Tran­si­tions” is a col­lec­tion of images by pho­tog­ra­phy stu­dents at Massey Uni­ver­si­ty. All the pho­tographs are of the water­front, cov­er­ing diverse sub­jects such as the vis­it­ing “Big Lift” ship, the inner work­ings of the Brew­ery and the way that marine life man­ages to colonise even rub­bish and pol­lu­tants.

Shed 11 seen from One Red Dog

It’s all a lit­tle bit self-ref­er­en­tial, since many of the images inves­ti­gate the ever-chang­ing nature of the water­front, and the venue itself looks like­ly to see a sig­nif­i­cant change soon. There are plans afoot to make it the per­ma­nent home of the New Zealand Por­trait Gallery and the New Zealand Cen­tre for Pho­tog­ra­phy. The pho­tog­ra­phy theme con­tin­ues next week with the start of the World Press Pho­to 06 exhi­bi­tion.

Good hatitude

Do you have a han­ker­ing for a hom­burg? Are you bereft of bowlers? Is it time to farewell that fad­ing fedo­ra?

Wellington Hatters in Woodward StFear not: Hank Cubitt is bring­ing his unique sar­to­r­i­al style to Welling­ton’s bare­head­ed mass­es with the new Welling­ton Hat­ters shop in Wood­ward St. And Hank being Hank, he’s not con­tent to just bring you tra­di­tion­al head­wear, so his offer­ings extend to straw top hats, patch­work tweed cheese­cut­ters and feath­ered felt cre­ations that will cer­tain­ly help you stand out among the Lambton Quay crowds. It’s not just for the chaps, either, as he also stocks cha­peaux for the chapettes.

Now, does any­one have any hints on how to keep them on your head in a Welling­ton norther­ly? I once had a very fine Pana­ma that end­ed up some­where near the Chathams.

Grid time

I’ve been so busy the last week, for rea­sons that Hadyn can explain bet­ter than I, that I’ve got a bit behind on my Grid­skip­per read­ing. In fact, I total­ly missed the fact that not only did Welling­ton beat Baku in the “Pitch Your Burg” con­test, we now have our first offi­cial Grid­skip­per post! It has all the oblig­a­tory Welly­town ref­er­ences, includ­ing Fat Fred­dy’s Drop, the ‘Canes, Wai­t­an­gi Park, the fact that we’re all so over hob­bits, and of course, a mis-spelling of “Court­ney” Place. It also some­how man­ages to men­tion pret­ty much every Welling­ton blog in exis­tence. And only one ref­er­ence to P!

Wir darn darn darn auf der Autobahn

Crocheted bunny - photo by ellipseOkay, so that’s a lame song-lyric pun, but you try com­ing up with some­thing wit­ti­er when you’ve just spent 48 hours chained up in fluffy hand­cuffs and you’re writ­ing a post about a craft fair called “Craftwerk”. Since this is from the peo­ple who brought you Bitch­Craft, it’s not the usu­al raf­fia mafia and dodgy doilies: expect more along the lines of Cleav­age Girls but­tons, knit­ted posters for Dis­as­tera­dio, self-pub­lished ‘zines and ted­dies with entrails. Yum­my.

I could try rewrit­ing the press release, but my brain is still busy recaf­feinat­ing, and besides, I have to get the can­dle­wax and lip­stick off my tux. So, here’s the press release in its entire­ty.

CraftWerk is a bi-month­ly craft fair fea­tur­ing the best and bright­est of the Welling­ton craft scene. The inau­gur­al CraftWerk launch­es at The Para­mount The­atre on the 13th of July from 5.30pm.

CraftWerk will fea­ture a diverse range of: art, hand­made items, and indie design­er fash­ion, rep­re­sent­ing New Zealand’s hand­made rev­o­lu­tion. What sets CraftWerk apart from any oth­er fair is our inten­tion to fos­ter and inspire kiwi crafters with­out prof­it­ing at their expense. Sim­ply think tra­di­tion­al fairs with a twist and you have CraftWerk.

The Para­mount The­atre Welling­ton’s old­est Cin­e­ma and now its hottest events venue is where CraftWerk calls home. The Para­moun­t’s lounge bar is stocked with a wide range of beers and wines as well as soft drinks, snacks and Kapi­ti ice-cream. This relax­ing atmos­phere, in the mid­dle of Welling­ton’s hub of enter­tain­ment and nightlife, Courte­nay Place, allows ven­dors and shop­pers alike a break from the bus­tle and a chance to absorb the CraftWerk expe­ri­ence.