Piss artist

When one thinks of Jerry Collins, one’s mind imme­di­ately turns to … eld­er­flowers. That’s because Mat­ter­horn’s “Jerry Collins” cock­tail (a ver­sion of the clas­sic Tom Collins) incor­por­ates such manly ingredi­ents as eld­er­flower cor­di­al and fei­joa vodka. That’s hardly news to Wel­ling­to­ni­ans, but its fame has spread across the Tas­man and got a whole art­icle in the Sydney Morn­ing Her­ald’s “Rugby Heav­en” (hat tip to Duncan in Sydney for the link).

When I asked the bar staff about it this morn­ing, they had­n’t heard of the art­icle, but they were amused to read their boss’s quote that “When the All Blacks or Hur­ricanes play in Wel­ling­ton and feel like going to a bar for a drink they can come to the Mat­ter­horn and nobody will mob them for auto­graphs, or in many cases even know who they are”. They prob­ably get mis­taken for mem­bers of Fat Freddy’s Drop.

Appar­ently the name is iron­ic. Really? I thought it was because eld­er­flowers are a diur­et­ic.

Does Harbour Quays suck?

Harbour Quays 'sucking the soul out of Wellington'You’ve prob­ably seen the art­icles and full-page ads in the Domin­ion Post by a group oppos­ing the Har­bour Quays devel­op­ment, and may have looked at their Vibrant Wel­ling­ton web­site. I’ve writ­ten about Har­bour Quays sev­er­al times before, and while I’ve always been scep­tic­al of the “office park” concept, I must admit I was a little wary of the oppos­ing cam­paign, since it seems to be driv­en by a group of prop­erty developers and com­mer­cial land­lords wor­ried that cheap com­pet­i­tion might under­cut the soar­ing office rents that they’re cur­rently enjoy­ing. But last Thursday’s “open let­ter to the city of Wel­ling­ton” was also signed by retail­ers, res­taur­at­eurs and three of Wel­ling­ton’s most prom­in­ent archi­tects, so clearly there’s a broad­er base to the oppos­i­tion.

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Espressoholics – The Final Countdown

Barista com 002Hadyn wrote about the Nation­al Barista Awards a few days ago.

At the edge of cut­ting edge blog­ging is the intrep­id moi to report on action at the scene.

It is tense – well, not really, but it seemed an appro­pri­ate thing to say.

It is black. Well the people there are all in black, without excep­tion, com­pet­it­ors and spec­tat­ors alike.

It is free.

So get down there NOW. Have a cof­fee (free), listen to the DJ (free). Have a ball (price­less).

Level 3, Te Papa

Back on track: why submit?

Drawing of an LRT stopSub­mis­sions on the North Wel­ling­ton Pub­lic Trans­port Study close on Wed­nes­day, and while this is obvi­ously of major interest to those who live in that area, every­one else could be for­giv­en for think­ing it irrel­ev­ant. How­ever, there are many reas­ons why oth­er Wel­ling­to­ni­ans should care.

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Wellington JAFA?

jaffasThe Gen­er­a­tion XY crowd are hav­ing a com­pet­i­tion to find an equi­val­ent for the phrase used to describe a cer­tain type of Auck­lander: the JAFA.

It took about 35 or so com­ments before someone finally con­jured up some­thing for the JAFA’s age-old ally in movie-theatre tooth-decay­ing crime: SNIFTA (Suited Nom­in­al Intel­lec­tu­al Fund­ing Ter­rible Arts Sniv­el­ling Nerds In Flash Ter­race Apart­ments).

But my per­son­al favour­ite is…

AGENDA

Anoth­er Gov­ern­ment Employ­ee Not Doing Any­thing.

Which nat­ur­ally leads to the ‘Hid­den Agenda’ which are the New Govt Employ­ees that are arti­fi­cially hold­ing the unem­ploy­ment rate down.

Bril­liant. Add your own sug­ges­tions to the Gen XY com­ments thread over here.

Mystery bar number 35

There are plenty of issues I could be writ­ing about today, such as wheth­er the Har­bour Quays devel­op­ment will suck the life out of the CBD, the mer­its of the new Cath­ryn Monro sculp­ture planned to go out­side the Musuem Hotel, and of course the end­less trans­port debates. How­ever, I seem to have got into a pleas­antly intox­i­gen­ic mode this week, so it’s time for anoth­er mys­tery bar.

mysterious

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Craftwerk

Only a week until Craft­werk hits the town.

Where: Para­mount Theatre
When: Thursday 13th July, 5.30–8.30
What: Where to start? There will be a fab­ulous range of craft items cre­ated by oodles of clev­er people. From badges to crochet, from jew­ellery to a rather spe­cial range of chil­dren’s screen­prin­ted shirts (bit of self pro­mo­tion nev­er hurt any­one eh?).

There will be music and Atari games, a fant­ast­ic mix tape swap, and all in a licensed ven­ue.

Truly, does life get any sweeter?

Photo Credits

Thanks to the pho­to­graph­ers respons­ible for allow­ing us to use their work as the back­ground image at the top of each page. If you wer­en’t aware, the image rotates for each indi­vidu­al browser every 24 hours.

The images are…

  1. Inside of the Embassy Pic­ture theatre: ???
  2. Mephisto Jones grafitti col­lage: ???
  3. Flat White and a Cheese Scone: cof­fee photo by Tani­wha. Not sure about the scone, to tell the truth.
  4. Wel­ling­ton from the Tur­bine: noizy­boy.
  5. Wel­ling­ton City­scape at Night photo by ???
  6. The City-to-Sea Bridge Icons: Tani­wha.

World Cup Alter Ego: Take Two

I have happy balls!Well, our ini­tial short-list of poten­tial under-achiev­ing teams to sup­port through the World Cup has proved some­what too accur­ate: site favour­ite Hol­land wer­en’t in such Ruud health; per­son­al pick Spain went down the drain like rain on the plain; and the poor old Mex­ic­ans wave good­bye to their cup hopes for anoth­er four years.

Of the ini­tial short­l­ist, only Por­tugal remain. And of the oth­er quarter-final­ists who meet any of our cri­ter­ia (under-achiev­ers, excit­ing play­ers, errat­ic form), you can­’t con­sider the Ukraine, who are really too bor­ing by half, as are one-time win­ner Eng­land, who might have come away with our sym­pathy vote if it was­n’t for the fact they’re play­ing such dour foot­ball.

Italy, Brazil, Argen­tina and Ger­many are all mul­tiple win­ners, so that rules them out, leav­ing the oth­er one-time win­ner France as our out­side pick. They might be the go, actu­ally, as on closer ana­lys­is, they cer­tainly meet the cri­ter­ia: only the one Cup cham­pi­on­ship in 1998, but then had the form-reversal of the tour­na­ment’s his­tory when they could­n’t even score a goal in defend­ing their title at the 2002 tour­na­ment. And plenty of flash play­ers: Henry, Zizou, Saha, Vie­ira…

So, who’s it to be? Por­tugal, France…?

A Snark at the Park

A guest post from Kenno…

Wait­angi Park, yeah, sigh, it leaves me flat. Be warned, that will become the most over­used descrip­tion of the next few years. It’s an urb­an space sur­round­ing the mar­vel­lous Te Papa and thereby it’s not simply a Wel­ling­ton space but a space that should migh­tily reflect the nation­al char­ac­ter.

Well, if the idea was to reflect bland con­ser­vat­ive con­form­ism and lock-step simple minded­ness with all the indi­vidu­al­ity and self expres­sion of a school­girl uni­form, then it will suc­ceed. I, for one, thought we might want to reflect oth­er, per­haps more appeal­ing aspects of the nation­al char­ac­ter. Don’t get me wrong, this place would really wow them in Nel­son or Timaru, but, this city is a little bey­ond that, a bit more mature, slightly more cos­mo­pol­it­an and farther away from pig-dogs and pad­docks. Right? God, I was really try­ing to under­state the case.