DOMEYKO/GONZALEZ EP LAUNCH

Around this time next week, do come along if you are twiddling thumbs :)

The wonderful Moses will be playing drums/MPC, James Domeyko on guitar and Joel  Burrows on live electronics.

Xxxxxxx

BACK FROM THE DEAD!

It has been quite some time!

And quite a lot has happened, Jasper -Clifford Smith (Warhorse, White Ox, Sick Python )
and James Domeyko (Domeyko/Gonzalez, Danimals) began a new project in early Jan of 2010 titled Arkestra, if you would like to check it out here is a link  http://www.myspace.com/arkestraofsydney

Here is also a link to Domeyko/Gonzalez http://www.myspace.com/domeykogonzalez

Beautiful gentlemen xxx


And also links to Warhorse/White Ox  http://www.myspace.com/warhorserocknroll

                                                                     http://www.myspace.com/whiteoxband



Also I have just returned from Europe (London & Germany) Brisbane and then Melbourne,
playing keys with the lovely Lisa Mitchell.
Many amazing adventures, shows, park times, long drives, losing - my - mind - moments and sunny days, followed by Splendor in the Grass where half way through the Lisa Mitchell set we also revealed another new project titled Golden Arrow, which consists of 5 female singer songwriters from all around Australia and the wonderful Stu and Rob,

introducing lady number one Lanie Lane....http://www.myspace.com/lanielanemusic
introducing lady number two Jessie Warren http://www.myspace.com/carrynationmusic
introducing lady number three Lisa Mitchell http://www.myspace.com/lisalisamitchell
introducing lady number four   Tansie Bennett  http://bicyclepirate.blogspot.com/
Rob plays drum with Lisa and also in a Melbourne based band called The Hamptons,
Stu is frontman of a fucking great band called Dirt Farmer. LINK number 1002. ...
http://www.myspace.com/dirtfarmerband


O.k.
So I think I am beginning to get up to date....

So, here is some photos of our beautiful European journey....


BERLIN

Bochum Festival

Bochum Festival/ Awesome Record Store Wheels
  

Hamburg show

London Ice creamy


  

London, Green park G & Teasers gig

Wireless Festival Hyde Park

Splendour In The Grass! (Bad photo quality!)

More to come ....


Xxx

An American teenager has 
baffled doctors by 
crying tears of blood.




THIS IS INCREDIBLY  RANDOM.

Calvino Inman cries blood around three times a day.

The eyes of Calvino Inman, 15, well up with blood about three times a day in episodes that last up to an hour.

While the Tennessee boy says he doesn't experience great pain from the phenomenon, the tears can sometimes burn his eyes.

The first time it happened, his mother Tammy Mynatt phoned 911 emergency.

"The scariest thing in my life was when he looked at me and said 'Momma, am I going to die?" Ms Mynatt told Stirile Pro TV.

"That right there broke my heart."

But after seeing several specialists and undergoing MRIs, catscans and ultrasounds, the cause of Calvino's tears remains a mystery.

Adding to the teen's pain is instances of schoolyard bullying over his condition, which has seen him called a vampire.

"I've been called ‘possessed’ ... the first time it hurt my feelings," he said.

In April, Indian girl Rashida Khatoon was declared a miracle by Hindu holy men for also shedding tears of blood.

Followers flocked to her home in Patna, northeast India, to shower her with gifts.

"I do not feel any pain when it happens but it's a shock to see blood instead of water," The Sun quoted Rashida as saying.

(source: ninensm.com)

This is also incredibly random.

Even if it is all a hoax I have fallen in love with this creature.

R.I.P  to 'Montauk monster' ...

Terrified Teens Beat “NEW” Montauk Monster to Death in Panama

As the summer season has officially ended, the Montauk Monster (and another weird creature?) has apparently migrated south for the winter. According to reports in Panama, a group of teenagers discovered a bloated, hairless, and rubbery animal (or alien?) corpse that has a striking resemblance to the the still un-identified Montauk Monster that was discovered on Long Island, NY beaches on multiple occasions.

The group of teenagers spotted the creature crawling out of a cave while playing in the town of Cerro Azul just north of Panama City. The group of friends feared for their safety as the creature approached them. To ensure their safety, they attacked the beast with sticks and rocks. After beating the creature into submission they threw its lifeless body into a pool of water to make sure it was dead after drowning the body.

The teenagers shortly returned to the area of the drowned beast with a camera to take pictures of the corpse. Later that day, the pictures were posted on the Central American country’s Telemetro television station.

Speculation has now reached levels where people are saying that the creature may be from another planet. I am not sure what type of creature it is, but one must remember that it was initially discovered coming out of a cave. The color of its skin (light colored pigment) indicates to me that the creature dwells in the dark or under water as it does not have color from the sun. It appears bloated much like the Montauk Monster, but what ’s most disturbing is that the teenagers said it was alive when they found it.

Once again, the million dollar question is: Where are the remains of the bloated corpse? Studies on this creature could provide us with many answers, additionally giving people the proper protocol to adhere to when cryptids are found in the wild.

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DAY SIX IN THE STUDIO

The sun came out today, thank God, it has rained and rained and rained and all my plants have drowned…However I saved two, although one of those being a palm tree that someone stole off my balcony last night (note: This happened whilst reading Day Of The Triffids so it all felt kinda odd) Raymond and I packed up the automobile and headed over the bridge ready for another day. 

We have collected sounds over time that we will mix in today, sea gulls and the seashore, bird’s chitterling away and the hustle and bustle of traffic filled roads … 

The traffic begins the 2^nd last song on the record called T-REX…

I’m still getting used to the lull of traffic after living in a commune abode on 15 acres of rainforest on the top of a mountain in the middle of nowhere, and then moving into the inner city, which has proved to be quite a contrast.  

Today I also decided on a title for the album…I’m pretty positive I’m going to call it ‘The Truth About Fiction’ for many reasons… 
 

By the end of today we realized the record is really heading to its final chapter, which, is very exciting… The next reunion will be at Ian’s house, which is located down the highway West in a place I’ve never been before… 

Dibbs J 
 

DAY FIVE IN THE STUDIO

Well Hello There…

Today was the day for bits and pieces and near completion.

Five days and all tracks have been lain down… It has all come together a lot faster than I imagined… 

However… Today I became a circus freak. The Gypsy Song Begins… 

‘Roll up, Roll up

Come one,

Come all

The greatest show of all!

Watch them fall!’ 

Inspired by the Insane Clown Posse we began to laugh like mad clowns stuck in a desert who have just stumbled across an oasis.

And then realized it was a mirage.   

Gene graced us again with the most incredible bouts of carnival laughter wrapped in all sorts of insanity.  

Then came the fireworks exploding with delight and all the sounds of the circus…  the gypsies snoring in their caravans, free nomads, the lions roaring and the accordions heaving in and out… and all the while lights blare down upon the glitter clad, distorted faces when the big top lands in your town…  

The song is inspired by the global financial crisis, this crazed economic wall street circus world we can choose to live in if we so please (well quite often one cannot decide whether they want to take part or not)  

Also by gypsies. I am quite often referred to as a gypsy so I researched the topic to became a little more educated in gypsy history and found myself so inspired by their nomadic way of life, and their freedom form the status quo. Their strength in spirit defied ongoing social torment and financially related allegations. 

And also that fucking amazing scene from Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas… 

Dibbsy xxx 

DAY FOUR IN THE STUDIO / FRAZER ISLAND ACTIVITIES

It’s been about two or three weeks since I was last in the studio. I went on an adventure to Frazer Island for two weeks. Ah Frazer Island. I was very fortunate to grow up half in Sydney and half on this bizarre giant sand monstrosity where great white sharks circumnavigate the wild weather beaten shores and funnel webs shift in the sand under your feet. Carpet snakes curl in the rafters of the solar powered house that my parents built many moons ago on a sand dune in the midst of a dingo haven.  

Here is a little story I wrote about my Island adventures… 

Uh hum (inject sound of throat being cleared in preparation for short segment of speech) 

‘Well, well, well here I am in the sand duned oasis, deep in the heart of the wilderness and the fern clad terrains…. The sun has retired for the evening leaving the horizon a golden hatchling of crimson delight, stretching its way across the infinite sea. 

Here I sit in perfect white sand goodness silently observing this natural wonderment in similarity to an Eskimo. You see it is TERRIBLY FREEZING. It is so god damn cold I could be an Eskimo sitting in or on a white powder-puff of snow. Quote my Father, “It’s like fucking summer up here! Lucky I was completely absurd and brought faux fur… 

Traveling back from the Artic, 

The Island is regally beautiful. 

The melodies of Mr. Hendrix danced me to sleep last night as my Father jigged around the room high as a kite and we all ate vegetables and talked about the universe. 

And then…today…I was listening to Floyd and traveling into a psychedelic land…. until coming face to face with a man-eating dingo! 

Staring into my eyes fiercely it wanted Dibbs limbs for dinner, reaching into my bag for my bow and arrow I instead found an apple, and catapulted the fruity weapon with great vigor, he ran away with tail between his legs…however, he followed me all the way home and I am happy to say I was not dingo dinner. 

My brother accidentally caught a seagull this evening and an eagle came and tore it from his line and then ate it on the beach.  

There have been wallabies and cane toads and shark and whale sightings… the Island is still as wild and untouched as ever…’ 

A snippet of a distant and dangerous land. 

Having time away from the studio proved highly beneficial as I listened to the recordings and realized there were quite a few things I wanted to change and modify. 

One thing that came to mind whilst strolling the beach was the idea of an all male pirate choir. This was inspired half by a barnacle covered rusty mug I found in the middle of absolutely no-where and half by a Viking choir that I have preformed with a few times over. 

So I asked Raymond & Ian & Gene if they could join me in a vocal pirate banter.

To which they said yes.

Out came the Ho Hums, but by God Gene won the award for hilarity in the theatrical vocal sphere. He let out a voice from within that was truly astonishing and I laughed/cried with the sheer ridiculousness of it all.  

Today was also a day for body percussion.  

‘Lullaby’ is a contemporary classically inspired track, which takes a sixties surf guitar turn in the chorus. I imagined these kind-of claps that weren’t exactly beat perfect so we all took turns to clap and sing our way through the night…. 

We also tried to record an instrumental piano track tonight called ‘Black & White’ (inspired by the funeral parade and march sometimes present at Oxford Arts Factory) on Gene’s kitchen piano. This method proved to need microphones inside the lid which resulted in the actual clicking of the keys shining through on the recording which I took quite a liking too…however we decided it wouldn’t really work with the different piano tone present on the rest of the tracks… 

So with that we closed the lid on the night and said our good byes and  

Goodnights.