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The Full Catastrophe – November 14th

In Uncategorized on November 14, 2009 at 11:54 am

What a week ! Bilingual blogging madness, tweeting like a mad thing AND spring cleaning around the place.  Time to kick off the ugg boots, pour a creme de menthe and listen to da tunes. 

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One More Night – Amber

One Hand Loose – Charlie Feathers

The king of rockabilly reigns over TFC.

Yetsreday’s Hero – Ignatius Jones

Baby It’s Cold Outside – Johnny Mercer & Margaret Whiting

I Don’t Need It – D-Bug

O Julissi – Ishtar

This was almost in the Fabulous Files! Belgium’s effort to send the Eurovision Song Contest into a linguistic tizz in 2008.  A cute song in a made up language.  It failed dismally. What ever happened to romance chaps? Come on, click and be beguiled…

To Ata Mene Mai -  Whirimako Black

Triste – Jobin Regina

Let’s Get Together – The Youngbloods

Holding To The Ground – Faith Prince

One of the great songs by William Finn from the show “Falsettos”, which dealt with relationships., coming out, marriage and HIV.  Gina Riley sang the song in the Australian production about ten years ago.

Allan’s Dream – The Sharp

For All We Know – Shirley Bassey

Linger Awhile - Chris Tanner’s Virus

I’m So Ashamed – Peter Sellers

The Day Before You Came – ABBA

It’s Good To Have You Near Again – Leontyne Price

Gay Messiah – Rufus Wainwright

Perky Little Porn Star – Tony Davis

Clouds – Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

Ace In The Hole – Mary Jane Walsh

He’s In Town – Rockin’ Berries

Parasite – The Gadflys

 

Oi Matilda, what are you going on about….?

In Uncategorized on November 14, 2009 at 4:33 am
Now some of you may have clock on the link to my new blog and found it’s in a funny lingo.  Well, to give you a weird and wacky taste of one of my Welsh language posts here is that post translated by “Google Translate”.  It’s sorta understandable, but gets a little strange at times … and it really isn’t like that.  Honest!
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Baubles
The third blog with “Google Translate” has completely failed me.

No cyfeithiad about “bauble” so her baubles!

The reason for the title? Small essay about the nature of this country – and Australian cultural cringe (cultural cringe) – someone has no idea about a term for “cringe”?

Ta worse.

Tiger Woods is playing in the Masters in Melbourne (Australian Masters) in Kingston heath and the city has become dwlali tap its terms
 papers full of stories with headlines like “Tiger Hunt” and “Tiger Mania” and the TV channels are giving attention to every movement of great golfers – with the exception of his visits to the toilet. No joke. And the golf itself but the beginning of the bore’ma (Thursday 12 Nov).

The country has changed dramatically since I met for the first time in 1985. Mhell be in the reality of the world have gone away thanks to the satellite and the web. But the feeling is still strong despite all (Oprah, Lady Ga-Ga, Letterman) and everything (fashion Park Avenue, blackberries, football shirts latest Man U).

The visit will experience the Tiger Woods thing in my opinion as Awstraliwr new (naturalised …. “Certified Australian” perhaps!)

The media in worship as a creature of the world beyond and the “chapel” of the golf course under her sang. For once we are “part of the world” – the real world, the Uniol States + europe. This is an opportunity to feel part of a large family west. Globalism is killing the local spirit.

And we are not far from country foslem fwya’r world – Indonesia. And we are not far from the frontline of the battle against “the new weather” – the Pacific islands of the sea.

Mmmmmmm.

Baubles? Shiny things but knacks, which are used by people from far away to allow them to take advantage of the local population.

Morning !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Keep your filthy metrosexuality to yourself

In Uncategorized on November 12, 2009 at 3:14 am

It had to happen.

The scourge of pointy shoes and popped-up polos is no more – at least as far as Perth’s brilliantly named “Ding Dong Lounge” is concerned.

Read all about it.

You see, dear metrosexuals: you aped our fashion consciousness and eye for style of all sorts, but many of you never fully embraced the notion of “fabulousness”.

“The Fabulous Files” (click on the link above and save yourself from social “outcastness”) are your only hope.