Time travel. Not real. Someone really ought to tell the nerds who wrote the Wikipedia entry on Back to the Future. Along with an explanation of how the flux capacitor powers the DeLorean, there's a diagram on there explaining the inter-connected chain of effects of Doc and Marty's eight interventions in the space-time continuum.
Conor O'Brien's photography is of the ‘snapshot' variety, in that he captures spontaneous moments using a small camera he carries in his pocket at all times. Unlike many of his contemporaries, Conor's photos always feel calm and considered, never poking fun at his subjects but always celebrating their beauty.
When I'm not working out on my Bullworker or transcribing the voices in my am radio's static I like to spend my nights at the Roberts Street park screaming at the stars. Little smug shiny fuckers, shining all bright with their little smiley lightypants and all. Hate em! But you know apparently that don't count for jack because the folks at Yelling at Stars reckon they're sending the first Australian interstellar message to hyper-wonk it's sciencey way into deep space.
Veronica Kent and Sean Peoples are Scanners. Well, I can't prove it but they have been openly dabbling with telepathy as a means to explore the dynamics and boundaries of people's relationships with one another. Having already telepathically curated exhibitions and acted as mediums between a group of people in a gallery and a lake full of eels, they know their stuff.
Alex Vivian is a name appearing in so many cracks, crevasses and one-man acts; no one is finding it easy to keep up. He may have caught your attention some time ago with his noise art, and then, while you were letting yourself be sucked into the whirring hypnosis, Vivian tapped you on the shoulder to invite you to Sydney.
OK, there's a procession, which is an all-too-rare occurrence at art openings these days (where everyone is there to be seen, except for the artist who is hiding from the MX photographer). But to launch this exhibition, presented by Trough Faggot Party, the artists will parade from an undisclosed location, right to the door of Utopian Slumps, wearing amazing orange costumes and carrying placards they have made earlier that day.
Jim Morrison's fantastical string of poems about rabid dogs, glazed snakes and Children of the Night were intended to be recorded on one full side of a vinyl record. But the recording of ‘The Celebration of the Lizard' was haulted when stick-in-the-mud band member Ray Manzarek contested that it was "too diffuse, too mangy".
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