The Circuits of Happyness

At Happy tomor­row night you can hear three of New Zeal­and’s rising stars of min­im­al­ist elec­tron­ic music:

  • Sam Hamilton
  • Angeline Chirn­side aka Jane Aus­ten
  • Nigel Wright

These artists are described in the media release as “won­der­ful and amaz­ing; think the mag­ni­fi­cent beauty of Rosy Par­lane, Min­it, and Rachel Shear­er­’s Lovely Mid­get pro­ject. Hell, think of the inter­na­tion­ally reknowned Fen­nesz, Tim Heck­er or Keith Fuller­ton Whit­man, if you like.”

Cheers drive

And still thank youWith so much hap­pen­ing in this fair and glor­i­ous city of ours (it’s not just mine, it is all of ours) there’s a high chance that you’re gonna bump into some “out of town­ers”, espe­cially the next few days as the city fills up with drunk pen­guins, herds of Elvis-es and not an unwel­come amount of nearly naked people … the rugby Sev­ens are on!

Whilst we all know that nearly everything is with­in walk­ing dis­tance of the Sta­di­um (“It’s a very walk­able city” was prob­ably only just pipped by “Abso­lutely Pos­it­ively Wel­ling­ton”) we at the Towers are sure that there will be a high pro­por­tion of these tour­ists catch­ing buses from ‘here’ to ‘there’.

And once on the bus they will be pleas­antly sur­prised by how, as Wel­ling­to­ni­ans leave the bus, there is a hearty, “Cheers drive!”

Well, actu­ally it’s likely to be a, “Thank you” or even a, “Thanks driver” but why should­n’t it be, “Cheers drive”?

Nothing on

It has been brought to my atten­tion that “a com­mon com­plaint … from nat­ive Auck­landers when they ven­ture south, or even tour­ists, is that, after three days in Wel­ling­ton there is noth­ing to do”. While the writer of that com­ment does­n’t agree, look­ing around the city at the moment, I can see that they may have a point.

Wellingtonista boos: ads on our sacred space

Adjust­ing to the new offices on Lamb­ton Quay has­n’t been easy, and a huge part of the prob­lem has been try­ing to get into a new cof­fee routine. That is why it’s so dis­tress­ing that Fresco*, which sells Mojo cof­fee, is now using takeaway cups prin­ted with Tele­com advert­ising. How many minutes will I spend think­ing about cof­fee over the next two years? A lot more than I’ll think about switch­ing to Tele­com, you punks. Even if I had­n’t had my voda­fone num­ber since it was Bell South, there’s no way I’d switch now. Leave me alone and stop hound­ing me when all I am try­ing to do is wake up!

* Yes, their takeaway lattes are $4.50, but their muffins are $2.50, so break­fast is only 20 cents more expens­ive than get­ting a cheese scone and cof­fee from Kyrani.

Craft 2.0

The­New­Dowse is due to re-open on Feb­ru­ary 17th. There are excit­ing activ­it­ies planned for the 4 weeks fol­low­ing, cul­min­at­ing in da da da dah! Craft2.0.

Craft2.0 is going to be on the 17th of March, and will be a craf­tacu­lar, a spec­ta­c­raft, if you will.

There will be bands, and a ter­rif­ic array of loc­al crafty good­ies. I will be there with Baby­li­cious, Super­Very will have fab­ulous jew­ellery, mag­nets and badges, tres tal­en­ted Sam Broad will have some of his deli­cious prints and frames, and the ori­gin­al John Camp­bell t shirts by Hadyn will have a star­ring role. It is all dead excit­ing.

Applic­a­tions are open now.

The Cook Strait Rollercoaster Ride

Shot by an ex-work­mate of Wel­ling­tonis­tas Tom and Noizy, pre­sum­ably spread by the magic of email, and now shared to the world thanks to someone in the UK, here’s some foot­age to rival that of our pre­vi­ous You­Tube hit ‘Clas­sic Land­ings at Wel­ling­ton Air­port’.

This time it’s some ser­i­ous weath­er doing its thing in Cook Strait, with the cap­tain of the ferry Suil­ven decid­ing no gigant­ic swells were going to stop him from get­ting his freight and pas­sen­gers to the South Island. Much, one thinks, to the hor­ror of his pas­sen­gers, who prob­ably spent most of the trip in white-knuckled ter­ror as the ship pitched and yawed its way across this par­tic­u­larly hos­tile stretch of ocean water.

Details on just how hor­rif­ic the weath­er con­di­tions (and a few stills of the Suil­ven mak­ing its way over some moun­tain­ous waves) can be found at the Met­Ser­vice site.

[hat-tip: spare room]

Sounds of the city

Frey (aka Dami­an Stew­art, aka Mr bleep) is put­ting togeth­er a react­ive sound and light install­a­tion for next month’s Fringe Fest­iv­al, and he wants your help. Spe­cific­ally, if you know of any inter­est­ing sounds around Wel­ling­ton that he can record and use in the install­a­tion, drop him a line.

What’s on in wonderful (wet*) Wellington this weeekend

If they** are cor­rect then it’s gonna be a week­end of indoor activ­it­ies this week­end and here at Wel­ling­tonista Towers we are great advoc­ates of NOT sit­ting around and merely watch­ing the goggle-box.

And so, how could you enter­tain yourselves, little people under your com­mand and those out-of-town vis­it­ors you’ve been sup­plied with? How about these to get the cre­at­ive juices flow­ing:

And if none of these grab you by the fancy parts then check out the fol­low­ing excel­lent “what’s on” sites

Let’s all shut up about the weather now.

Dear Wel­ling­to­ni­ans,

I’ve become so sick of you whinging all the time that tonight I made this for you:

Sunset at Lyall Bay
Sun­set at Lyall Bay

Royal Bank of Sheep

Ima­gine that you are a large Scot­tish Bank. You want to film a new advert. For no doubt good reas­ons you already have a short list of ingredi­ents:

  • The agree­able voice of Ken Stott; and
  • A flock of sheep.

But no loc­a­tion. Yet. Hmmmm. Sheep. Where should you send your advert-wal­lahs?

New Zea­l­and of course! But you also need an urb­an set­ting, and lots of pro­duc­tion tal­ent. Oh, and if there’s the occa­sion­al Stage­coach liv­er­ied bus then all for the cheap­er (less sfx, you real­ise.)

at the stationAnd so your sheep and your advert-wal­lahs turn up in… Wel­ling­ton!

They have a fine old time, too. In the air­port, at the train sta­tion, and on a (digit­ally manip­u­lated) motor­way offramp, the sus­pi­ciously tidy sheep act the part of inert bank cus­tom­ers fol­low­ing each oth­er around the place. But one brave ewe mod­els the desired beha­viour for all the oth­er sheep to, er, fol­low: to break­away and join the Roy­al Bank of Sheep!

Here at the Wel­ling­tonista we won’t point out the irony inher­ent in using sheep to pro­mote slightly more indi­vidu­al­ist­ic beha­viour. Nope. Instead, we’d sug­gest a nice game of spot the fleet­ing Wel­ling­ton loc­a­tions, while hav­ing your day’s con­cerns soothed away in the Scotch Whisky balm that is Ken Stot­t’s voice.

Hat tip, and where to go to see this spot: the Best Ads On TV Blog.