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Images by Mia Mala McDonald in the toilets at The Alderman
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Bird watching is an uncommon pastime amongst the young. But, nevertheless, it is a pastime with countless rewards. Sit long enough by a fencepost, for example, and you may happen upon a Jacky Winter, notable for its solitary lifestyle and cry of “Peter Peter Peter!” If time permits, you might follow this bright Australian ‘robin’ to his saucer-like nest atop a forked tree branch, where his offspring – a talented roll call of local illustrators – humbly await your attention.
US ex-pat and Melbourne devotee Jeremy Wortsman has created The Jacky Winter Group, an agency that represents Australian illustration talent with the aim of connecting to an international client base. Common City Birds is the concrete assemblage of selected work from such talents as Dylan Martorell, Tin&Ed, Lachlan Conn and Fontaine Anderson.
Though it’s geared towards commercial illustration, the work of the contributors swans around fine art, which makes it all the more collectible. Complete with twelve interpretations of the group’s avian icon and removable pages that can be displayed on the book’s own mini easel, Common City Birds is as much for the professional book lover as it is for the amateur birdwatcher. Feathered friends in fair weather forever.
By Kirsten Law
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What:
Common City Birds – the Jacky Winter Field Guide 2007
Where:
Greville Street Bookstore, 145 Greville St, Prahran Metropolis BooksOr online here (read the text, you’ll know what to do) When:Out now (for a short while)
How much:RRP $25 Win:We have one copy to give away. Just email win@threethousand.com.au with the subject line 'friends in fair weather' |
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Remember 1990s summers spent indoors listening to Future Sound of London, United Future Organisation, Tricky and the Wu-Tang Clan? The nights were long and warm then, and the patience of time seemed to ask far more from music. It was a different place altogether – the case for Ninja Tune cinematics had just been presented, and white indies everywhere started turning onto the egalitarian tech of Old School hip-hop and British drum’n’bass. This may or may not be what happened, but Melbourne-via-Brisbane production duo, Briztronix, make convincing claim to this kind of heady, transitional soundworld eitherway.
Structures of Canyons is DJ Bacon and Shazam’s second independently released long-player in as many years but, whereas their debut* dealt a hand of recognisable MC’ing, breaks and scratching, this new offering is wholely instrumental and heavily sequenced, with sampled jazz and DIY club overtones. Tracks like opener ‘Beats from the East’ and the epic ‘Wilde Excess’ aren’t afraid to go dusty and wide-screen – Prefuse-73 type vocal cut-ups, sad horns and full-ranks, swelling synth phrases come together with haunting, spliffed-out effect. Is Brisbane full of emotional ganster-tripping badasses not to fuck with like this?
Mark Gomes
*The Album, downloadable for free in total here
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Dragons. Gargoyles. Fiery breath*. Huge inflatable men. Yok is in town. Yok, who started in the graffiti scene and has exhibited in Tokyo, New York, Berlin, Hong Kong and Taipei, currently works from a home studio in Melbourne. His latest work hits our humble city for a brief run at Don't Come this month.
Ikko Banquet is set to show a change in the traditional Yok style. Droopy eyes, distinct lack of mouth. Yes, there may be huge inflatable men, but the work itself is more reflective and abstract. Experimenting with a representational style while using familiar elements of his past work, Yok attempts to portray the mixed up thoughts of his characters. Today most of his energy is devoted to canvas and silk-screen, using fragments of larger works and taking his heavy-lidded characters into translucent form; their thoughts on display to the world.
By Laura McIntosh
*The artist does seem to have a profound love of gargoyles and the like; in no way are we suggesting that he munches on jalapenos at openings or some such.
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What:
Ikko Banquet
Where:
Don't Come Gallery, Lvl 2, Shop 29, Royal Arcade, 314 Lt Collins St, Melbourne
When:
Opens Fri Nov 9, 6-8pm
Exhibition runs until Dec 2
How much:
free
Contact:
9639 1113
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What:
2007 Festival of Jewish Cinema
Where:
ACMI, Federation Square,
When:
Wed Nov 7 – Sun Nov 25
How much:
Tickets to Gary Lucas & The Golem $37
All other screenings: $16 per session / seven film Gold Pass $87.50
Image:
Still from Jellyfish |
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Male models, fish hooks in the face, endless self-examination and Dixieland jazz. All too often, we rely on film for most of our cultural reference points. And if, like me, your exposure to Jewish culture has been through the fine work of Woody Allen and Ben Stiller, it’s possible we are not receiving a very well-rounded picture. Luckily, a refresher course is available down at ACMI starting this Friday at the 2007 Festival of Jewish Cinema.
The kick-off of the festival will be a rare screening of the 1920s silent superhero epic The Golem, a film that was seen to be so empowering to Jewish people that Hitler ordered all copies to be burnt. The screening is made extra-special by a live accompaniment by New York guitar virtuoso Gary Lucas, who has worked with such luminaries as Jeff Buckley, Captain Beefheart and Lou Reed.
Also featured in the festival are works by some of Jewish cinema's most talented modern filmmakers such as Eytan Fox, whose film The Bubble was a prize-winner at this year's Berlin Film Festival, and Shira Geffen and Etgar Keret, who together won the Camera d'Or for Best First Feature at Cannes earlier this year for Jellyfish.
By Max Olijnyk
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As far as high concepts go, this is up there with that bus that couldn’t slow below 50 mph without exploding. Vampires on one hand; an Alaskan town that won’t see the sun for an entire month on the other; the inevitable, vicious bloodshed when they meet in the middle.
30 Days Of Night is generic in the true sense of the word. The characters don’t need personalities, sparkling dialogue, or motivation beyond staying alive. There’s almost no backstory for the vampires, either, and what little they’re given isn’t necessary.
And comic-book purists take note: this was a movie pitch before it was rejigged into the infamous 2002 series for IDW Comics, and this new film actually improves on the source material. (Besides, the comic's success rests mostly on that killer hook and the moody, expressionistic artwork of Ben Templesmith, anyway.)
Cinema like this has a different kind of visceral momentum from the comic page. There's a cruelty to its visual assault. The Templesmith-inspired stark photography and drained colour-palette lets you see every smear of gore; the soundtrack sometimes boils down to industrial grinding and screams.
So who needs character? We just want blood.
By Martyn Pedler
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As Roisin Murphy has saucily demonstrated, art-as-fashion can be fetchingly cast into everyday life – a dress that necessitates built-in scaffolding, for instance, could be a handy stabiliser for a night on the tiles. However, when you’re just nipping out for a quart of tonic or returning your library books, a hat with its own solar system or a dress you could serve three tiers of high tea upon are – frankly – a touch prohibitive and may attract more attention than a girl cares for at 10am.
Mercifully, there is newish Melbourne label Kuwaii who, if they do say so themselves (and they do), are “super spunky while being madly practical”. Cue astringent dresses that climb intricately up the back and knot at the creamiest patch of neck, but sweep neatly across one’s bottom for unfettered bike riding. Or grand prix-meets-new-rave tights that make climbing out of an cab a flashbulb-worthy but still demurely proper enterprise. Or beautifully cut coats that hug the shoulders like art deco architecture hugs the banks for the River Alster, but boast slouchy pockets you can ball your fists deep into with an insouciant “What?”. You’ll feel so fierce scaffolding will be entirely unnecessary.
By Kate Scott
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From country kid to author and subject of an exhibition, screenwriter and musician in between. We’re getting sweaty palms just thinking about him. Nick Cave is an icon and since he’s donated his “boxes of shit” to the George Adams gallery at the Arts Centre he’s probably okay with this. When he submitted his first and only novel, And The Ass Saw an Angel the publishers received a hellish pile of notes, some hand scrawled and some typed on his Olivetti typewriter. This anecdote pretty much sums up the exhibition. Slapdash notes, the typewriter, photographs and collected ephemera will expose the dark horse who is Cave. After a novel, DVDs, films, albums, poetry, spoken word recordings, countless interviews, awards (which he didn’t accept) and a recent a live performance with Grinderman (was anyone else taken aback by their uncanny resemblance to the cast of Fiddler on the Roof?) we agree that the next best Cave portal to open is an exhibition of his stuff. As long as it doesn’t shackle his muse to that bloody cart of severed heads and glittering prizes. By Isabel Dunstan |
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What:
Nick Cave – the exhibition
Where:
George Adams Gallery, the Arts Centre. Adjacent to St Kilda Rd entrance
When:
Open from Nov 10
How much:
Free |
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There are some great, unfinished works in history. That stone hoiiday house just outside of Wiltshire. That painting where the people aren't coloured in. That statue with no penis.
Now we can add this to the list as well. It's a bar-in-progress, brought to you by Jerome in consultation with Liege and Andie.
However, for an unfinished work, it's pretty awesome already. There are two bars – one upstairs and one down – some amazing wallpaper, some operational decks and room enough to dance. Is that not all you need on a Thursday, Friday and Saturday night?
Watch this space for an opening party later in the year. And maybe a name too.
By Penny Modra
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What:
(bar in progress)
Where:
next to St Jeromes, through the silver door
When:
Thurs, Fri, Sat from around 6pm
Contact:
um, no
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What:
Fat – Le Grandiose Sale
Where:
Prahran Town Hall, Cnr Chapel and Greville Sts
When:
Thurs Nov 8 – Sun Nov 11
Thurs 9am-6pm, Fri – Sat 10am-6pm, Sun 12-6pm
How much:
cash only |
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Description:
Anyone who has experienced the mayhem of Fat sales in the past, may be wearing the cat-scratch dressing room scars. However, they’re no doubt wearing damn fine threads they bought for a ludicrously low cost and a fat grin to match. All the usual designer suspects will be there; Alpha60, Ant!podium, Hem&Haw, Kate Hurst and TV.
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What:
Lonely Teardrops
Where:
Roxanne, Lvl 3, 2 Coverlid Pl, Melbourne
When:
Thurs Nov 8, doors 8.30pm
How much:
$10 at the door
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Description:
Lonely Tear Drops ain’t no lip-quivering emo-lamentation for love lost, love found or love all together - enough of the emotional whimsy, already. It’s a night of side projects where people in bands play…uh...in different bands. Pour your hearts out to Your Animal (a super lady group), Marcelle and the Blowwaves (Aleks and the Ramps) and The Greasers (Little Red and Combover) Wipe away the mascara bleeding down your cheeks to swing in the company of the heavy-hearted.
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What:
Spaghetti Western Orchestra
Where:
The Athenaeum Theatre, 188 Collins St, Melbourne
When:
From Fri Nov 9
How much:
Adult $49.50 / student $39.50 from Ticketmaster
Win:
We have three double passes to give away. Go ahead make your own day. Just email win@threethousand.com.au with the subject line ‘Ooee ooee ooooh. Waa waaaa wa' |
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Description:
A fistful of classic Ennio Morricone iconic hits. LIVE! Imagine it: you’ve just walked out of the saloon. You’re chewin on an old piece of tobaccy and suddenly you realise your horse ain’t where you left it. Something doesn’t feel quaart raart. A tumble weed rolls by. Suddenly, a shadow crosses your path. It’s the Sheriff. Ooee ooee ooooh. Waa waaaa wa. Formed by a bunch of Melbourne musicians who liked listening to the music while playing cards (“the whistling, the whips, the outlandish guitars and the incoherent yelps seemed appropriate”), The Spaghetti Western Orchestra will transport you back to the days of The Good, The Bad and the Ugly, performing with lighting inspired by Sergio Leone’s harsh landscapes.
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What:
Bounce Ver. 2, presented by Opulent
Where:
Miss Libertine, 34 Franklin St, Melbourne
When:
Fri Nov 9, doors 9.30pm
How much:
$7 on the door
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Description:
After a brief hiatus, Melbourne’s only up-tempo regional music inspired night, representing styles such as Baltimore Club, Juke and Miami Bass, is BACK. In a new version. Just like updating your browser. A slightly different line up includes Ooh-Ee, CWD, Steezy, Tranter and Skeetparty. It will be, as they say, buck wild Ver. 2.
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What:
Plug-In City EP launch
Where:
Miss Libertine, 24 Franklin St, Melbourne
When:
Sat Nov 10, doors 8.30pm
How much:
$10 on the door |
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Description:
Blank Photo, Broke On A Wheel, Day’s Edge, Electric Light, Vanishing Point. Plug-In City have an EP out on Modular and these are the songs on it! Of course you should buy it, but you should also see it launched in fine Justin-Hooper-looks-like-Mick-Jagger-but-oddly-sexier fashion. Plug-In will be supported by Tank live and DJs Wilham, Gaptooth and Bromance. Better than a cold winter in Strap-On County. All that. |
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What:
The Listening Party
Where:
Utopian Slumps, 25 Easey St Collingwood
When:
Sun Nov 11, 6pm
How much:
free |
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Description:
We drank to its opening and now we drink to its closing. But if you’re anything like us boozy delinquents you probably drank in between, too. The Listening Party will bring Nathan Gray’s exhibition, Love Purity Accuracy, to a close with a sub-exhibition, Exquisite Whispers whereby attendants recreate other artist’s work – like a game of Chinese Scribble.
Snawklaw (Nathan Gray and Dylan Martorell) and Jarrod Zlatic of Fabulous Diamonds play sound-scapes to gush over art by.
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 Circle the answer that best applies to you.
Do your notebooks come from Coles? Officeworks? Or Dimmy’s? YES / NO
Do you find yourself frequently stuck for inspiration? YES / NO
Do you revel in the smell of paper? YES / NO
Do you doodle? YES/ NO
If you answered YES to all of the above then you are eligible to win a ToDraw notebook and/or journal by Mogu. Mogu is mandarin for mushroom. It is also a Taiwanese design group that thinks like a mushroom, and focuses on appreciating the smaller things in life; the notebooks, the bags and the homewares. Mogu’s delicate ToDraw notebook/journals are conducive to inspiration and perfect for doodles. They are available for a smooth $17 at ViaAlley or here for free if you’re lucky. Just answer the following question…
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This week’s question:
Mogu is
a) the son of Mugatu (inventor of the piano key necktie) b) the guy who just emailed you about increasing yoru penis size c) a Mandarin mushroom d) a famous Samurai cat
To be in the running send your answer and postal address to win@threethousand.com.au, winners will be notified by email.
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