On Sat­ur­day, the big front page head­line on the Domin­ion Post was “Cheers! We’re killing our­selves” about how alco­hol is respon­si­ble for injuries, health prob­lems and crime.

Today it’s “Week­end of Drunk­en May­hem — 1000 calls to police”.

Think maybe they lost a big adver­tis­ing account?

Full dis­clo­sure: the TAWAs have some spon­sor­ship from Epic Beer and we’re very hap­py about that.

There I was tak­ing a leisure­ly stroll along Lambton Quay when I hap­pened to glance down Stout Street and sud­den­ly noticed that the street was com­plete­ly blocked by a giant pile of rub­bish!

Good­ness crikey me! What envi­roter­ror has spewed on Stout? All is explained after the jump.

Only one more week to go! Thanks to the love­ly Miss Fur for cap­tur­ing our excit­ed­ness so awe­some­ly:

Come down to the Film Archive this eve for the last exhi­bi­tion open­ing of the year.

Hot damn — it’s a good­ie! Tes­sa Laird, whose name you may recog­nise from her bril­liant art writ­ing over the years, has curat­ed an exhi­bi­tion from the Film Archive’s Home Movie Col­lec­tion.

With such a wealth of mate­r­i­al (over 30,000 titles) she cre­at­ed an arbi­trary selec­tion process based on the colours of the rain­bow. The resul­tant Rain­bow Reels are fan­tas­tic. There’s every­one from Opo to Chair­man Mau.…

Plus, per­form­ing tonight by spe­cial request are Alpha­bet Bomber — a band of 13 year olds who must be seen to be believed. They’re influ­enced by the Cramps and sheesh — it’s going to be a par­ty!

See you tonight!

Image from 1982 Sweet­wa­ters Fes­ti­val from the Yel­low sec­tion.

And you should too … pro­ceeds from the show will be donat­ed to the Roy­al NZ Foun­da­tion for the Blind Talk­ing Books Project.

It runs from Tues 9th — 13th Decem­ber and the tick­et includes a beer ($20/13) 

He’ll be spin­ning yarns from his book Two Lit­tle Boys, and hav­ing been an audi­ence mem­ber at his shows over the years, I’d high­ly rec­om­mend it!!

book@bats.co.nz or phone 04.8024175

And there’s free entry for mem­bers of the Roy­al NZ Foun­da­tion for the Blind (these seats are lim­it­ed so book ear­ly to secure them)

Stink Mag­net­ic Tapes, the dogged­ly inde­pen­dant record com­pa­ny that has released music by the likes of the Mys­te­ri­ous Tape­man, Voodoo Sav­age and His Sav­ages, Delaney David­son, The Chan­de­liers and the Damned Evan­ge­list, cel­e­brates ten whole years of exis­tence this Decem­ber. Recent­ly relo­cat­ed from Welling­ton to that op-shop­pers par­adise of Wan­ganui, Stink Mag­net­ic is hold­ing one heck of a knees up next Thurs­day, Fri­day and Sat­ur­day (11, 12 and 13 Dec) at the com­pa­ny HQ, cnr Drews Ave and Rut­land St, Wan­ganui. At only ten bucks a night for some sweet bands (most­ly of Welling­ton ori­gins) — at least 5 bands a night — you’d be loco to miss it, cam­padres. Rumour has it there’s a spe­cial ‘Were­wolf’ com­pi­la­tion LP on hot black vinyl com­ing out too. 

[edit: This time with the fly­er!]

Any­one know what’s going on at the moment? There seems to be (for­give me my scorn) bad 80s cov­ers (Rhythm of the Night as I type this) being blast­ed accross the road so loud we can hard­ly hear our­selves think. Owooo Owooo.

If we need­ed this, we’d have Mam­ma Mia (the sing along ver­sion natch) blast­ing from the Welling­ton­ista Home The­atre. Owoo owoo

But we don’t. Because we don’t. Owoo.