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Weezer. A review by Me(ezer)

Before the First Bit:

Various members of the band and crew kick one of those football sized tennis balls around the stage for a while. Not sure if this was part of the performance.

The First Bit:

The band launches into a ‘best of’ package, in reverse chronological order, leading me to the realisation that I know precisely 2 Weezer songs that were released in the last 11 years: Beverly Hills (which is a bit shit) and Keep Fishin’ (which they didn’t play). Judging by the polite but hardly enthusiastic applause of the audience, about 90% of the people there are in the same boat. The guy in charge of the video feed got to use a neato ‘ripples on a pond’ video effect whenever Rivers Cuomo said ‘going back in time’ though; which was nice for him.

The End of the First Bit:

Hashpipe, Holiday, El Scorcho. Crowd wonders when Weezer arrived and how eerie it is that they look exactly like that mediocre opening act that played all those boring songs.

The Middle Bit:

Intermission. I’m a huge fan of this. Urinary sphincters across the venue quivered at the prospect of imminent relief.

Then, in what I can only assume was the act of some deranged tru-fan or one of the band member’s dads (both?), the stage was cleared for a 20 minute slide show titled: “Do you like looking at photographs of master tape labels and illegible recording engineer data-sheets from 20 years ago? ‘Cause boy do we got ‘em.ppt”. Sample narration: “Here’s our first tour bus. Man, what a pile of junk. Here’s our second tour bus. We were so excited. Here’s a photo of us with Live. Remember Live? This master tape has 2 and a half versions of ‘Say it aint so on it’. That’s a good one. Here’s 5 pages of an exercise book that the band used to sketch ideas for a Weezer logo.” (spoiler: They chose a capital W).

The Last Bit:

The band returns to the stage, Rivers sans iconic glasses (has he been lying to us this whole time?). They play the Blue album start to finish. The crowd rejoices. The band finally look like they’re having fun. All is excellent with the world.

After the Last Bit:

The bar sells out of beer and I’m forced (forced!) to drink a can of Jim Beam and cola. It is terrible.

Borneo Diaries Day 2

17/12/09 – Singapore to Kota Kinabalu

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Photo: Refurbishing sacred cows, Temple St Singapore.

A tip for young players

It’s time to leave the party when:

A) You are pouring rounds of shots, the main ingredient of which is ‘Blue’
B) You are humming the cantina song from Star Wars
C) You are challenging Navy divers to a holding your breath competition.
D) All of the above, simultaneously.

Lessons learnt, poolside

The old “sneak up behind the guy threatening to push the girl into the pool and push them BOTH into the pool” bit is a lot less fun when you consider that everybody carries a thousand dollars worth of electrical equipment on their person at all times these days.

Two drunken ‘conversations’ I had last night

1. With the American Navy guy:

“so you know with American cultural hegemony through movies and rock and roll and McDonalds and shit, you have this huge pool of good will that you could be tapping into but somehow you keep fucking it up”

2. With the Tunisian Microsoft Guy:

“dude, Windows 7 is so much better! Why did they release Vista anyway? What was that about? Are they crazy? Man I love being able to resize windows just by dragging them. That completes me as a human being.”

Sources reveal that at no point did either of these gentlemen get to contribute to the conversation underway. And I was gesticulating. You know how I do.

Turkey Shoot

For those of you that read this, aren’t my facebooks friend, and haven’t looked at my flickr (ie probably noone) here are some pictures of my recent jaunt to Istanbul. (they’re bigger if you click’em)

‘Tis a city of many wondrous works such as:

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the former was an early christian church (or patriarchal basilica apparently) but that’s nothing that a few big signs with arabic on them and a lick of paint couldn’t cure. Though someone was bound to start picking away eventually to see what was underneath:


Anyway, the whole Sultanahmet area is basically one huge museum, with the added bonus of street meat and people selling carpets. The tourist police (they’re the guys with large smiles and small automatic weapons) are only to happy to point you in the direction of any number of stupefyingly amazing old things. This is a city that can get away with calling a 500 year old construction ‘the new mosque’.

Just dotted around the place you’ll see things like this:


A bronze pillar that was made by the Greeks in 5th century BC from the spears and shields of defeated Persian invaders (it used to have a golden bowl on top, but the Roman soldiers tasked with bringing it to Constantinople ‘lost’ it.)

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an authentic Egyptian phallic thingee:

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and so forth. If you get bored you can go and have a coffee in a 1500 year old subterranean cistern where monstrous blind carp swim amongst thousands of coins of myriad denominations. (Apparently some people think that throwing money into a water tank is lucky.)


Also, someone was nice enough to hew off and dig up some of the choicer pieces of marble and stone, and place them in a nice climate controlled museum (no meat or carpet unfortunately), which itself is probably worth a day or two:




And finally here’s me being irreverent:


next episode: grass and graves at gallipoli

Globalisation is…

Watching Kuwait play Oman in Gaelic Football at an Irish festival at the Bahrain Rugby Club. Then retiring to the clubrooms to hear an American U2 tribute band, and meeting 2 people who went to the same high school as you in New Zealand.

Then forgetting their names on account of the quantity of German beer consumed.

Indignities recently forced upon me by the Anheuser-Busch corporation:

That’s right. FORCED.

Part one of a something something something beer.

1. Offering only one choice of ‘beer’ at the Wailers concert. (Budweiser)

2. Charging 2 Dinars for the privilege of choking down a lukewarm can of said beverage

3. Giving me a bud light when they ran out of the non-light variety, and not telling me so.

4. Putting ice in the aforementioned light ‘beer’.

5. Selling me a half dozen or so of those when they knew FULL WELL that the Bahrain Marathon Relay was the next day. (Okay that one was probably my fault.)

The Wailers were pretty good and I was able to take my shoes off and dance bare foot in the sand, as is the custom in my island home. Only one of them looked like he could’ve been over the age of 30 which was a little odd.

Perhaps its a franchise now.

Hilarious ways in which I almost died today

The first in an ultimately finite series

Stepped on a fish. A whole fish. Just lying on the side of the road.

It seems some higher power is trying to stop me from running in that marathon on Friday.

I believe it was some sort of Breem.

Let the great experiment begin…

A blog, a fancy word, a first post, a nerdy television reference quote pun, and we’re away.

On Saturday I went to the Coral Beach Club, Manama

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to see these guys:

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A good time was had by all. Despite being forced (yea, forced) to drink extremely overpriced Budweiser. You may have noticed they were the official sponsor.

PS: Its Arrested Development.

PPS: Apparently I have to pay WordPress some kind of internet flimflam money before they’ll let me alter the CSS of this page? Urg. Oh well, tall and stretchy photos it is. Click through for better ones.