The Garbage and the Flowers

The Garbage and the Flow­ers (for­mer­ly of Welling­ton and now based in Syd­ney; Myspace) are tour­ing NZ.

They’re play­ing tomor­row night (Fri­day Nov 2nd) at Hap­py with Birchville Cat Motel and Pan­el of Judges.

Maximum Joy Number Two

Disk-jock­eys Long­boss and Name return to Mighty Mighty for anoth­er night of dizzy dis­co heat this Fri­day with MAXIMUM JOY #2.

MAXIMUM JOY!! is night to cel­e­brate left­field dis­co, Balearic soft rock, post­punk and elec­tro­funk: music to boost your mind, ass and soul to cos­mic new heights.

Through the year, Name and Long­boss toil tire­less­ly to source the hottest, most bent-up byprod­ucts of the dis­co era and today. Using extra sen­so­ry intel­li­gence, they bring MAXIMUM JOY!! to Welling­ton.

MAXIMUM JOY NUMBER TWO: Fri­day 2 Novem­ber at Mighty Mighty, 9pm till late. Dress to impress, not sup­press…

Cinephilia: Opening This Week

Venus posterThis week the Para­mount has a spe­cial attrac­tion for fans of odd­ball genius David Lynch: Inland Empire has been acclaimed by (sev­er­al) crit­ics world­wide as a return to the edgy and out­ra­geous Lynch of his ear­ly career (think Eraser­head rather than, say, The Straight Sto­ry). Inland Empire screens exclu­sive­ly at the Para­mount for one week only. Set aside plen­ty of time.

Also return­ing from suc­cess­ful screen­ings at this year’s Fes­ti­val is Venus, star­ring Peter O’Toole as an age­ing actor get­ting a new lease on life when he meets a brash and beau­ti­ful teenage girl. Domin­ion-Post crit­ic Graeme Tuck­ett has called it his film of the year although that may have changed since East­ern Promis­es. Venus is writ­ten by the nev­er less than inter­est­ing Hanif Kureishi (My Beau­ti­ful Laun­drette and Inti­ma­cy) and plays at the Embassy, Para­mount, Rial­to and Sky City Queens­gate.

The rest of this week’s releas­es after the jump…

Flight of the Conchords: Bret dances when he’s angry

Foot­looseso much to answer for

Swiss on Wry — Saturday at Mighty Mighty

As the newest mem­ber of the glit­terati set col­lo­qui­al­ly known as Los Welling­ton­istas, I would like to draw read­ers’ col­lec­tive atten­tions to one of this week­end’s musi­cal high­lights:
Lone­some Cow­boy Wan­der­er Delaney David­son, for­mer­ly of Switzer­land (via Christchurch), returns to New Zealand to share his prim­i­tive rock ‘n roll folk with Welling­ton.
This Sat­ur­day night the Mighty Mighty hosts Delaney, his lap­steel, and his friends the Wrong­do­ings of Welling­ton Coun­ty, and Wairara­pa Wolf­man Boss Christ.
Delaney was the NZ mem­ber of Pan-Euro­pean cabaret noisenik folk­sters the Dead Broth­ers, once described as “more or less what’s left of a sym­pho­ny orches­tra after their car crashed”. The Wrong­do­ings are a twist­ed coun­try four­some; and Boss Christ is a spec­tac­u­lar half-man, half-wolf, all-blues, prim­i­tive dynamo.
Sat­ur­day 26th Octo­ber, 9pm at the Mighty Mighty
$10 entry

See you there!

If Only: Striving for perfection in the real world

In the cor­ner office of our won­der­ful Ivory Tow­er (lit­er­al­ly now, thanks Noizy for shelling out for that rebuild) we look down upon the seething pop­u­lace of Welling­ton that we love so dear and think to our­selves: if only…if only they were as per­fect as we are. At which point it’s time for our 11am mas­sage and man­i­cure.

This time gave us the chance to con­struct a short list of estab­lish­ments around Welling­ton that could be bet­ter if only they changed some things.

The Port Café

What they have going for them: Fan­tas­tic day­time sun, great city views, real­ly good fish & chips, and a BYO license.
What they need to change: The décor! Plain white walls and con­crete floors alone do not add up to styl­ish min­i­mal­ism: that requires ele­gant pro­por­tions and exquis­ite detail­ing, where­as this place just looks cheap and unfin­ished. The chairs were sal­vaged from the bar­gain bin at Ware­house Sta­tionery, and the only attempts at actu­al design (mod­el ships and some blue down­lights) make it look tawdry and twee. Either get in a prop­er inte­ri­or design­er or drop the prices and be a plain old chip­pie.

more after the jump..

Cinephilia: Opening This Week

Eastern Promises posterVig­go Mortensen reunites with direc­tor David Cro­nen­berg (A His­to­ry of Vio­lence) for the acclaimed new dra­ma East­ern Promis­es, set deep in the under­bel­ly of present day Lon­don among the vicious Russ­ian mafia. Nao­mi Watts plays a mid­wife inves­ti­gat­ing the death of a young pros­ti­tute whose diary leads to king­pin Armin Mueller-Stahl. Vig­go plays his mys­te­ri­ous dri­ver. Read­ings and Queens­gate.

Frac­ture is a twisty court­room thriller star­ring Ryan Gosling (just pulled/pushed out of The Love­ly Bones) and Antho­ny Hop­kins. Hop­kins plays Ted Craw­ford, accused of mur­der­ing his wife; Gosling is the ambi­tious Deputy DA who sees this case as his tick­et out to the big mon­ey cor­po­rate world but the case proves more com­pli­cat­ed than it first appears. Read­ings, Empire and Queens­gate.

[The rest of this week’s new releas­es after the jump.]

Tell us what you really think

Two chal­lenges for today.

1. We’ve start­ed work on plan­ning the Sec­ond Annu­al Welling­ton­ista Awards for Excel­lence in the field of Achieve­ment, and so we’d like your feed­back on how the awards for you last year, what you liked, what you did­n’t like, and what we should change.

2. We’re lazy, so come up with a plan to answer this for a friend who’s plan­ning a trip to Welling­ton:

i want to go some­where and drink cock­tails. and i want tasty cafes for lunch­es and at least one rea­son­ably nice restau­rant, and maybe a nice but cheap one too.

Halloween Howl II

It may come as some­what of a sur­prise to you to dis­cov­er that Welling­ton has a pro-wrestling cir­cuit. How­ev­er, now you know, you real­ly must come along to Hal­loween Howl II on Sat­ur­day Octo­ber 27. It starts at 7.30pm so you’ll be out in time to attend oth­er Hal­loween shindigs, and damn, it’s men in tights. Writhing around on a mat togeth­er. How rad is that? We espe­cial­ly rec­om­mend that you cheer for Lazarus Volt, and that you come dressed up to go with the Hal­loween theme.

Mighty Good Times

This new­bie mem­ber of the Welling­ton­ista was beat­en to punch when it came to report­ing on the glad-wrap­ping record attempt at the Mighty Mighty. How­ev­er I thought I would add my two cents worth about the night and the over­all friend­li­ness of the Mighty Mighty for the female solo trav­el­er.

 First off, why was I head­ing into the night to be mum­mi­fied in the first place? Well some­times you have the kind of week where you wish that some­one would ren­der you most­ly immo­bile by glad-wrap­ping your arms to the side of your body. While this does present tech­ni­cal dif­fi­cul­ties when it comes to drink­ing beer, it does keep your hands off the key­board for awhile! The expe­ri­ence remind­ed me some­what of Tokyo morn­ing rush hour trains, the term “sushi zume” packed like sushi seemed pret­ty apt as the final cir­cu­lar wrap was made around 41(?) peo­ple. The chances of being groped were about the same (you might be sur­prised how cre­ative some peo­ple can be even with their hands firm­ly wrapped to them­selves) but there were few­er suits and more hip­pies and smiles on this love train. Oh and free jager­meis­ter.