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                        The Heart Always Longs For What It Can't Have.

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Robby in Vermont, September 2011


all photos by sydneysoutham

John in America

photos by sydneysoutham


John, Bushwick. September 2011

La Vie en Australie

I once knew a boy who wanted to see a new world. So I followed him there to take his photo, because that is what you do when you love. Lucky for me, he is as beautiful as the land.

But right now, these photos are all I have of the person I love, and that isn't such a nice feeling. It is scary and shitty and beautiful and I just don't know what the fuck to do about it. 

So to quote Atwood once again...

Variations on the Word Love

This is a word we use to plug holes with. It's the right size for those warm blanks in speech, for those red heart- shaped vacancies on the page that look nothing like real hearts. Add lace and you can sell it. We insert it also in the one empty space on the printed form that comes with no instructions. There are whole magazines with not much in them but the word love, you can rub it all over your body and you can cook with it too. How do we know it isn't what goes on at the cool debaucheries of slugs under damp pieces of cardboard? As for the weed- seedlings nosing their tough snouts up among the lettuces, they shout it. Love! Love! sing the soldiers, raising their glittering knives in salute. Then there's the two of us. This word is far too short for us, it has only four letters, too sparse to fill those deep bare vacuums between the stars that press on us with their deafness. It's not love we don't wish to fall into, but that fear. this word is not enough but it will have to do. It's a single vowel in this metallic silence, a mouth that says O again and again in wonder and pain, a breath, a finger grip on a cliffside. You can hold on or let go -Margaret Atwood

America the Brave

In a month, I will be in NYC and Vermont with these people...probably doing exactly this.

AMERICA SESH!!!

Sex in the Land of Oz

There are a lot of fucking sex shops in Perth.

This window display is my absolute favourite.

It is a male mannequin suspended horizontally in a spacey environment with twinkling lights and mirrors, wrapped in clear cellophane and wearing a gas mask, helmet, feather angel wings and a cod piece made of tin foil.

So Australians are kind of bored I guess?

Skins

John

Cov

YAOAY went to play a gig in Coventry a few weeks ago. So I made this.

An Epic Love Story

Tuesday nights at Sydders. Always Interesting.

Dandy Bandy Interview

YAOAY has been interviewed. Click the pic to read.

I wish they had included my Pia quote. They didn't, so I will include it here:

"Rap music is all the same. It's all, 'Back your booty up onto my Manhood and gimme some diamonds!'" - Pia Shandel

Berlin Ich liebe dich

I just returned from a week in Berlin, and what can I say....the place was amazing, as usual. The only question I have is, when the fuck can I move there?

The week was filled with too many insane, inane and bizarre experiences to name them all, but if I had to pick a highlight, it would perhaps be driving through prenzlauer berg in a Volkswagon convertible with two german air hostesses and their weed dealer at noon on a tuesday after dancing our faces off at a variety of locales. What fun.

Oh ya, and can't forget Bonobo at Maria ost Banhoff. HOLEY MOLEY what an amazing gig.

Special thanks to Benjamin Teicher, aka Aurora Kiss, for being such a lovely friend and telling us about all the super duper cool places to go.

Look, I know it's a cliche to love Berlin this much...but I seriously LOVE Berlin so much. Be back soon, I promise.

Ok, now for some photos I took. That's why I ain't in any of them...

Spinny Roundy Smashy Smashy

If you have ever met me, you will know I am extremely proud of my freakish man strength. You will also know that I have extremely bad judgement. Mixed with my charming "punk rock attitude", this often spells disaster. 

Look, I broke my nose for the second time in 7 years! It is not as bad, but it is still swollen and it has impaired my singing voice for the time being. That being said, you should definitely come hear me sing and play synths at Barfly in Camden this Saturday. It's gonna be FUUUUN!

So. The moral of the story is, 6 foot three men were not meant to be hoisted onto ones shoulders and spun around like a top. Because sometime they will fall and smash your face into the ground. That is all.

Musicing is Fun

On Saturday, I played my second gig with You and Others Around You at Servant Jazz Quarters in Dalston. It was super duper fun. Roro came and took photos.

Britshop Chipshop and Inca Gold also played, and they were both awesome. OUr set was super fun, thank god, because I was in the foulest mood of all time for the rest of the night, and then I was locked out of my flat at 4 am because I left my keys at the bar. Thank god for sexy french men...just what a damsel in distress needs...especially when they happen to live down the street...


Thanks to all who came. For those who missed it, we are playing at Barfly in Camden on March 12. It's gonna be super fantastic! I promise to be in a good mood all night! I swear I am usually incredibly charming and ridiculously funny!