January 2012
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WatchNicely done. By Zugakousaku.
Check out his other stuff.
December 2011
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Plot
It it still raining as he trudges back to the garden bed.
How like a movie, he thinks. He’d always assumed that writers put those sorts of clichés into films because they had no original ideas, or were trying to distract from holes in the story. But maybe they weren’t just tired tropes. Maybe it does always rain at times like these.
But no one would watch this movie. He sets his jaw...
November 2011
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““We are such futurists, the two of us
Nobody tempts us with the past
Or...”
– ‘The Futurists’ - Joel Cogger
April 2011
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This is “Happier.”
Call me a...
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January 2011
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“Waves, waves, wash away the pages of my songbook,
I write too many songs about...”
– Joel Cogger
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Muse
He slumps against the keys. The dissonant clash would wake him, except that he is utterly spent.
His tired mind can’t even be bothered conjuring up a backdrop for his dream. He only knows that he is dreaming, and there is just inky black space. Not a very good dream, then.
Not that she ever needs a backdrop. She never has a setting, not really. She stands apart from her surroundings...
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The First Story
She’d never heard of him before. He said that he was getting “kind of big” on the music scene, and and that she’d probably know his stuff if she heard it.
She nodded politely that she probably would, and smiled at him the way she smiled at waiters who brought her food. She hated to pretend.
He reminded her of a cat she used to have when she was little. She remembered it...
December 2010
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Sorry, I keep putting up these crappy-quality...
October 2010
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September 2010
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Homesick for Somewhere Else.
It is possible, you know. To be homesick for a place that isn’t your home. The heart finds home in many places. Mostly when we’re not even looking.
4 short weeks of my last year were spent in New Zealand. It has been 9 months, 2 weeks and 5 days since my return home, and I still miss it. It seems a disproportionate amount of ‘homesickness’ for the time I spent there,...
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Guys, prepare for your minds to be blown →
August 2010
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July 2010
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“I am not so moved as when art recalls to me those things which I have loved and...”
– Joel Cogger
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This is a song I’ve been working on this...
June 2010
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Dear Meat Letter of the Day: Women. →
Couldn’t have said this better myself. Well, except for the typos. I could have written it without those, I guess, and it would be better. But mostly it’s awesome.
Dear Girls, Ladies, Women, Sisters, Wives, Mothers, Girlfriends, Daughters and all those of the Female Persuasion,
You are beautiful. Really. Not just in the ‘inside-that-counts’ way. You are beautiful in pretty...
May 2010
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Change is in the air...
Here I sit, keeping myself very busy NOT packing for my flight tomorrow morning.
I have been asked to spend a week and a half in Sydney, working with a studio or two there, and testing out the working relationship, to see what will come of it. They are pretty great people, and they’re doing work with international aid organizations, and some global projects that I am interested in....
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This is Two Door Cinema Club’s ‘Do...
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An open letter to the Ocean.
dearmeat.me:
Dear Ocean,
Are you coming or going? Stop being so damned asinine and decide, already.
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Typographic Inspiration
upscale typography recently posted a list of inspirational typographic artworks. I’ve reposted them below, hoping they make your day what they made mine.
By Like Minded Studio
By patrycja
By Engin Korkmaz
By greg_papagrigoriou
By dadoqueiroz
By mil3n
By durandrud
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April 2010
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“Life may not be the party we hoped for,
But while we are here we should dance.”
– Unknown
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West
I’ve seen you smile, But that was far too long ago, And I forget, Yes I forget.
It’s been a while, And all the paths I’m walking down Are leading west, They lead me west.
– Joel Cogger
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On Turning Ten
The whole idea of it makes me feel like I’m coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache or the headaches I get from reading in bad light – a kind of measles of the spirit, a mumps of the psyche, a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul. You tell me it is too early to be looking back, but that is because you have forgotten the perfect simplicity of being one and the...
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“It would be so nice
To say we wouldn’t say goodbye
But only ‘see...”
– Joel Cogger, Goodbye.
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X-Men Origins: Wolverine.
Okay, so to continue in my rich history of live-blogging awful movies, I bring you my next installation in the series – X-Men Origins: Wolverine.
“The film covers a variety of issues, including Work Safety in Knitting Needle factories…”
Okay, look. I won’t pretend I didn’t enjoy myself when I saw this a year ago at the cinemas. But even the most hardcore...
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La traviata
Two weeks ago, I went to the Opera.
Wait, let me start that again. Two weeks ago, my entire life changed.
Prior to that incredible evening, I had lived 24 years without ever hearing a classically-trained soprano fill the whole Sydney Opera House with a high D#; and then, on the twenty-sixth of March, the course of my life shifted, and I began a new path in which I had.
I...
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Here’s a song idea I had today. I wanted...
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Click on this link if you’re having...
March 2010
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An Open Letter to Imogen Heap.
Dear Ms. Heap,
My deepest thanks are yours for the show you performed on March 25th, in Melbourne Australia, which I attended. Your voice is an amazing instrument, and I am always astounded at the intricacies of your finely-crafted lyrics. I would have enjoyed nothing more than to stand there for 3 further hours and listened to anything you deigned to sing for me.
I was overjoyed to have my...
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WatchI think this is hilarious. Enjoy, all you Star Wars buffs out there.
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Bookstores. A love note.
I am going to sound like a second-rate romance novelist here, but I believe that walking into an old bookstore is one of life’s greatest pleasures. I visited one today, and the experience was every bit as rewarding as I’d hoped. I came out with a sensible 6 books, as opposed to the 12 I’d picked up along the way to the counter. But the book store itself is such a fantastic...