If, like many of us, you’re furi­ous about the way many media out­lets treat women, you need to start read­ing the Amer­i­can mag­a­zine Bust. It’s fierce­ly fem­i­nist, but also riffs on craft, cul­ture and fash­ion — in a good way (they use ‘real’ peo­ple for mod­els, of all shapes, sizes and sex­u­al­i­ties etc) In fact, their new issue is the per­fect place to start, because it fea­tures our Welling­to­ni­ans of the Year, the all-con­quer­ing Flight of the Con­chords on one side of its flip cov­er, along with the Welling­ton land­mark-defil­ing Eli­jah Wood.

I rec­om­mend sub­scrib­ing, because this mag­a­zine is real­ly so very very awe­some, but if you just want to give it a go, you can buy it at Vic Books, Mag­a­zz­i­no, and prob­a­bly Uni­ty Books.

Some Fri­day music video view­ing for you. Two of the best things in life — Crick­et and Music — com­bined into one fine music video from Welling­ton’s increas­ing­ly hir­sute Phoenix Foun­da­tion…

About half the Welling­ton­ista now call New­town home, so we thought it was about time we did some explor­ing of the area. There­fore, on this com­ing Sat­ur­day, we’re going to be doing a New­town­ista Pub Crawl, and you should come with us!

We’re going to start on Rid­di­ford St down near the zoo around 7.30pm, and work our way back towards town, aim­ing to end up at Amigo’s for tapas. Most of us haven’t been to most of the bars, so we’ll be intend­ing to give them all a go-to, even the dodgy ones — but we may change our minds on the night when we look in their doors.

To come along, either show up in that area at that time, get in con­tact with a cell­phone num­ber so we can text you our progress, or fol­low my twit­ter account as hope­ful­ly I’ll remem­ber to update it as we go along. We’re going to bold­ly go where some peo­ple have gone before, and it should be a jol­ly good time.

Gor­geous pho­to by Dead Pos­sum, yanked from flickr

Just in case you’ve man­aged to avoid the sat­u­ra­tion cov­er­age across the news media for the last week or so, today marks the 40th anniver­sary of the Wahine dis­as­ter.

We won’t add to the pletho­ra of sto­ries (well, we are with this sto­ry I sup­pose, but, well, err…) we most­ly just want­ed to make note of one arti­cle in the NZ Her­ald, enti­tled…

Wahine tick­et revives ter­ri­fy­ing mem­o­ries (+pho­tos, audio)

Ahhh, yes. It’ll be the tick­et reviv­ing those ter­ri­fy­ing mem­o­ries. Not the bar­rage of pho­tos, audio or video.

Any­way, cyn­i­cism aside, it was a trag­ic event in Welling­ton’s his­to­ry, and we’ll be tak­ing a qui­et moment today to remem­ber the vic­tims, and to salute the many brave peo­ple who risked their own lives to head to the beach­es (and, in some cas­es, out into the storm-lashed waters), to help res­cue the hun­dreds of pas­sen­gers and crew of the ship who had been thrown into the sea from the founder­ing ship.

A swag of Welling­ton artists have pro­duced video art for The Artists Film Fes­ti­val, open­ing tonight at 5:30pm at the Film Archive (cnr Tarana­ki and Ghuznee Sts).

Curat­ed by Welling­ton-based cura­tor (and Lis­ten­er art crit­ic) Paula J Book­er, the show promis­es an extreme mix of artworks.…28 video works in total, pos­si­bly the largest video exhi­bi­tion ever under­tak­en in NZ.

High­lights include some­one singing to Janis Joplin until almost pass­ing out, CHCH artist James Oram gen­er­at­ing elec­tric­i­ty by bike to pow­er his own ME sign.…it’s all pret­ty enter­tain­ing/shock­ing/thought-pro­vok­ing stuff.

EXHIBITION DETAILS
The Artists Film Fes­ti­val
11 April – 17 May 2008

LIVE PERFORMANCE, Thurs­day 17 April, 7pm
The Twi­light Drone by Johannes Con­tag (of Cloud­boy fame) Tick­ets $8/6.

Con­tag explores the notion of the ambi­ent film with live accom­pa­ni­ment to this film work shot in a snow-cov­ered Aus­tria…

Is it just me, or is the NZX ani­mat­ed dis­play much more aes­thet­i­cal­ly pleas­ing when it goes berserk?

Mighty Mighty Bar has released their Face­book “what’s on” ear­li­er than pre­vi­ous ones — on ’em!

This may be the final chance you get to catch Delaney David­son and his Ghost Orches­tra before he goes back Europe way! IT IS A MUST SEE SHOW !

Also here is this weeks giga­roos! see you here, or you are square 😉

Cap­tain Richar­do and the Mighty Mus­ke­teers

WED 9th — 8:30pm ROSIE TIN TEA CADDIE + ACHILES BOTES. Sweet folk.Lapping in the sea of tran­quilitea come s these nicey nice hand hold­ing acts.

THUR 10th — 9pm — The WRONGDOINGS,DELANEYDAVIDSON and his 8piece GHOST ORCHESTRA(last NZ gig),SLIM CHANTS,Say good­bye to the drum­mer about town,Jelly and the last time in a year to hear his numer­ous and great bands.Dirty coun­try.

FRI 11th — 10pm THE SHADES E.P Release + THE AVIATORS. AK‘s finest soul out­fit. Hip hop beats funk and soul,a smokey ses­sion indeed!

SAT 12th — HI ACES ALBUM RELEASE ‚with The BLACKBELLES final­ly a record­ing from these local coun­try favourites.Fill your jugs and raise ‘em high!

Pis­ci­vores rejoice! A cou­ple of local fish­ing boats have start­ed to dock at Chaf­fers Mari­na on Sun­days and are sell­ing their wares direct to the pub­lic, and it will make a nice com­ple­ment to the meat & veg at Wai­t­an­gi Park mar­ket. The species on offer no doubt depend upon what’s caught on the day, but today’s offer­ings ran from grop­er steaks and blue ware­hou to octo­pus (for those with a ten­ta­cle fetish) and kina (for those who like it spiny and slimy).

More fishy good­ness after the jump.

Good to see the local hostel­ries pro­mot­ing respon­si­ble drink­ing: tonight, Blend are not only offer­ing $5 Jäger­bomb tick­ets, but are host­ing a “New Zealand Jäger­bomb record attempt” at 9pm. I real­ly don’t envy the street clean­ers who’ll have to deal with Wake­field St tomor­row morn­ing.

Even those not tempt­ed by such excess might some­times dream about liv­ing in a bar. Well, here’s the next best thing. The for­mer Imbibe is being stripped out in antic­i­pa­tion of its rede­vel­op­ment by the love­ly Bresolin boys, and tomor­row from 10am to mid­day they’re hav­ing a “bar garage sale”, sell­ing off every­thing from glass­ware and lamp­shades to tables, couch­es and “even the kitchen sink”. So to relive the glo­ry days of Imbibe (pineap­ples option­al) at your own pad, get on down to Swan Lane and duke it out with the oth­er pun­ters in search of a bar­gain.

Many barflies say they’ll die for a drink, but some take it too lit­er­al­ly. At the new­ly opened Lager­field, one unlucky punter found in their Mar­ti­ni an unwant­ed cou­ple of gar­nish­es in addi­tion to the olives: two very dead lit­tle fruit­flies. Worse, there was too much ver­mouth. Still, what a way to go. (And by the way, the staff were appro­pri­ate­ly hor­ri­fied and rec­ti­fied the sit­u­a­tion with aplomb, so I’d agree with CC Vince that it’s worth check­ing out.)