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!

  • Dav­e’s pre­sen­ta­tion is live­blogged here
  • Not­ed by Engad­get here.
  • Zil­lions of men­tions via Google Blogsearch

Ask Wellington: spring gardening?

fresh spray


fresh spray
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.