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Reminder: pub lunch this Sunday
Sep. 9th, 2013 03:22 pm A reminder that we're Pub Lunching this Sunday for A. and my birthdays.
We're going somewhere different this time: The Fox Hotel in Collingwood.
We're going somewhere different this time: The Fox Hotel in Collingwood.
This is so we can wander down to the Gasometer at 5:00 to catch the recording of the Splendid Chaps: A Year Of Doctor Who podcast. Because yes, we're nerds. (We'd hold it at the Gasometer, but the Fox has better food.)
When: Sunday 15 September, 1:00pm to 4:00pm
Where: The Fox Hotel, 351 Wellington St, Collingwood.
Website: http://thefoxhotel.com.au/
Pub Lunch: The Birthdaying
Aug. 21st, 2013 05:39 pmLunch! At a pub! For our birthdays, no less!
We're going somewhere different this time: The Fox Hotel in Collingwood.
This is so we can wander down to the Gasometer at 5:00 to catch the recording of the Splendid Chaps: A Year Of Doctor Who podcast. Because yes, we're nerds. (We'd hold it at the Gasometer, but the Fox has better food.)
When: Sunday 15 September, 1:00pm to 4:00pm
Where: The Fox Hotel, 351 Wellington St, Collingwood.
Website: http://thefoxhotel.com.au/
You all know the deal: Lunch. Pub. Come if you can make it, no big deal if you can't.
WHERE:
The Wesley Anne
250 High St Northcote
WHEN:
Saturday 22nd June
1:00pm-4:00pm
WHY:
Because foooooooooooooddddddd.
And we like you.
Reminder: Pub Lunchage
May. 14th, 2013 01:36 pmA quick reminder that Pub Lunchage is happening this Saturday. I just booked the table, under my name, in the band room.
If you missed the details:
If you missed the details:
Comedy Festival is over. The Emerging Writers Festival is about to start. In the few spare weekends in between, we'd love to catch up with you all.
Usual deal: rock up if you can make it, no big deal if you can't.
Where: The Wesley Anne, 250 High St, Northcote.
When: 1:00pm-4:00pm, Saturday 18th May, 2013
Why: Because we love you. And we love food. It's like some sordid love triangle. But with dessert.
Comedy Festival is over. The Emerging Writers Festival is about to start. In the few spare weekends in between, we'd love to catch up with you all.
Usual deal: rock up if you can make it, no big deal if you can't.
Where: The Wesley Anne, 250 High St, Northcote. (menu here)
When: 1:00pm-4:00pm, Saturday 18th May, 2013
Why: Because we love you. And we love food. It's like some sordid love triangle. But with dessert.
Usual deal: rock up if you can make it, no big deal if you can't.
Where: The Wesley Anne, 250 High St, Northcote. (menu here)
When: 1:00pm-4:00pm, Saturday 18th May, 2013
Why: Because we love you. And we love food. It's like some sordid love triangle. But with dessert.
Pub Lunch - The Debrief
Jun. 26th, 2011 06:28 pmIt's odd.
I still tend think of myself as that nerdy fifteen year old whose only friends are the four other people he roleplays with.
So it's a pleasant surprise when we hold a Pub Lunch, and so many wonderful people turn up. There was much talking, and drinking, and eating. I was punched, hugged, shook hands with a small child, and then we scored a free bowl of chips.
That counts as a great afternoon in my books.
Thanks for coming, everyone.
I still tend think of myself as that nerdy fifteen year old whose only friends are the four other people he roleplays with.
So it's a pleasant surprise when we hold a Pub Lunch, and so many wonderful people turn up. There was much talking, and drinking, and eating. I was punched, hugged, shook hands with a small child, and then we scored a free bowl of chips.
That counts as a great afternoon in my books.
Thanks for coming, everyone.
Pub Lunches and the Book of the Dead
May. 22nd, 2011 09:25 amThanks to everyone who joined us for lunch at the Northcote Social Club yesterday.
It was an excellent day. Good food, good friends, and good conversation.
(And thanks too to everyone who apologised for not being able to make it. It would have been great to see you, of course. But the whole point of a pub lunch is to be laid back and casual. If you can rock up, rock up. If not, there'll be another one in a month or so.)
The only bad thing, really, was the weather. It was completely wrong. Pub lunches work best when it's cold and raining outside, not warm with clear blue skies.
We managed to work around such hardships.
The dining patio out back isn't quite as atmospheric as the Napier Hotel's beloved pool room. The food, however, more than makes up for it. Not only is it delicious, with a tasty Spanish influence, there are also plenty of both gluten-free and vegetarian options. A. and I ate ourselves silly.
The NSC does need to lift its game in regards to the toilet graffiti there. Since it's Northcote, I'll assume all the death-metal tagging is ironic. But it's still not very interesting to read.
B and D gave us a lift home.
We had a bit a of a grandpa nap.
And then we went into town to see Mick Harvey launch his new solo CD, Sketches from the Book of the Dead.
The launch was at the Toff in Town. We arrived early enough to score one of the tables down the front. This whole cabaret-style seating at rock gigs still feels a bit weird to me. I'm getting old, though, and I appreciated not having to stand all night.
The support act was Celery, a young woman and her Fender Jaguar playing droning, Cat Powers style songs. She had a great voice, of the sort that gets called "ethereal". She was bit shy to begin with, but warmed up. Two friends joined her on stage for her last two songs, ending with a cover of The Stooges' "Dirt".
They all looked very young. But they were all very talented. And given my novel is about young women starting a band and playing rock and roll, my heart did swell a little bit to see it in action.
I've said before Mick Harvey looks less like a rock star, and more like someone's dad. Last night, he was a grumpy dad.
It was a rough night. The PA had problems, someone's phone kept playing music, and Harvey had to tell the talkative Toff crowd to shut up and show some respect for the music.
The music was worth it.
Haunting Australian folk-gothic. Paul Kelly meets the Paradise Motel. Harvey sang and played acoustic guitar, backed by a double bass player and a violinist/guitarist/accordian player. They started out with quiet folk-style songs, and built up to a bluesy wall-of-noise.
You could argue, as the review I linked to above does, that the music was a bit too close to the Bad Seeds sound to distinguish Harvey's solo work from that of his former bandmates.
The counter-argument would be a) Harvey helped invent the Bad Seeds sound and b) this folk-blues-wall-of-noise sound is now an established tradition in Australian music, and it's what an artist does within that tradition that distiguishes him from his peers. (Also, c) It's Mick Harvey. Shut up and show some respect.)
Harvey has none of Cave's swagger, or vitriol, or ornate sentimentality. What he has is a laconic introspection, the sound of a man alone, beer glass in hand, haunted by his memories of the departed.
The various problems on the night visibly irritated Harvey. He's a veteran performer, though, and the music shone through clearly. A great night, to finish off a great day.
The Age has an informative interview with Harvey, where he talks about his album and why he left the Bad Seeds.
I tried to find a link for Celery, but that has to be one of the least Google-able names ever. I got some links to an American prog band with the same name, and lots of recipes. Still, she's worth a listen, if she's playing near you.
It was an excellent day. Good food, good friends, and good conversation.
(And thanks too to everyone who apologised for not being able to make it. It would have been great to see you, of course. But the whole point of a pub lunch is to be laid back and casual. If you can rock up, rock up. If not, there'll be another one in a month or so.)
The only bad thing, really, was the weather. It was completely wrong. Pub lunches work best when it's cold and raining outside, not warm with clear blue skies.
We managed to work around such hardships.
The dining patio out back isn't quite as atmospheric as the Napier Hotel's beloved pool room. The food, however, more than makes up for it. Not only is it delicious, with a tasty Spanish influence, there are also plenty of both gluten-free and vegetarian options. A. and I ate ourselves silly.
The NSC does need to lift its game in regards to the toilet graffiti there. Since it's Northcote, I'll assume all the death-metal tagging is ironic. But it's still not very interesting to read.
B and D gave us a lift home.
We had a bit a of a grandpa nap.
And then we went into town to see Mick Harvey launch his new solo CD, Sketches from the Book of the Dead.
~
The launch was at the Toff in Town. We arrived early enough to score one of the tables down the front. This whole cabaret-style seating at rock gigs still feels a bit weird to me. I'm getting old, though, and I appreciated not having to stand all night.
The support act was Celery, a young woman and her Fender Jaguar playing droning, Cat Powers style songs. She had a great voice, of the sort that gets called "ethereal". She was bit shy to begin with, but warmed up. Two friends joined her on stage for her last two songs, ending with a cover of The Stooges' "Dirt".
They all looked very young. But they were all very talented. And given my novel is about young women starting a band and playing rock and roll, my heart did swell a little bit to see it in action.
~
I've said before Mick Harvey looks less like a rock star, and more like someone's dad. Last night, he was a grumpy dad.
It was a rough night. The PA had problems, someone's phone kept playing music, and Harvey had to tell the talkative Toff crowd to shut up and show some respect for the music.
The music was worth it.
Haunting Australian folk-gothic. Paul Kelly meets the Paradise Motel. Harvey sang and played acoustic guitar, backed by a double bass player and a violinist/guitarist/accordian player. They started out with quiet folk-style songs, and built up to a bluesy wall-of-noise.
You could argue, as the review I linked to above does, that the music was a bit too close to the Bad Seeds sound to distinguish Harvey's solo work from that of his former bandmates.
The counter-argument would be a) Harvey helped invent the Bad Seeds sound and b) this folk-blues-wall-of-noise sound is now an established tradition in Australian music, and it's what an artist does within that tradition that distiguishes him from his peers. (Also, c) It's Mick Harvey. Shut up and show some respect.)
Harvey has none of Cave's swagger, or vitriol, or ornate sentimentality. What he has is a laconic introspection, the sound of a man alone, beer glass in hand, haunted by his memories of the departed.
The various problems on the night visibly irritated Harvey. He's a veteran performer, though, and the music shone through clearly. A great night, to finish off a great day.
~
The Age has an informative interview with Harvey, where he talks about his album and why he left the Bad Seeds.
I tried to find a link for Celery, but that has to be one of the least Google-able names ever. I got some links to an American prog band with the same name, and lots of recipes. Still, she's worth a listen, if she's playing near you.
Pub. Lunch. Come.
May. 15th, 2011 10:08 pmIt's winter. It's cold and it's wet and we haven't seen you lot for ages.
So we're having another pub lunch. In a break from tradition, we're going to try the Northcote Social Club, since they have more food on their menu that me and Jel can actually eat.
Also, we're holding it on a Saturday. This is explicitly so Roberto can make it. Think of that as an incentive.
We'd love to see you all there. Let me know if you can make it, and I'll book a table.
All the details:
When: Saturday May 21st, from about 12pm.
Where: The Northcote Social Club
Why: Because we like you, and haven't seen you all in ages.
So we're having another pub lunch. In a break from tradition, we're going to try the Northcote Social Club, since they have more food on their menu that me and Jel can actually eat.
Also, we're holding it on a Saturday. This is explicitly so Roberto can make it. Think of that as an incentive.
We'd love to see you all there. Let me know if you can make it, and I'll book a table.
All the details:
When: Saturday May 21st, from about 12pm.
Where: The Northcote Social Club
Why: Because we like you, and haven't seen you all in ages.
Sunday Afternoon at the Pub?
Dec. 12th, 2008 04:35 pmWe're going to the Terminus Hotel for lunch this Sunday.
The website doesn't list their lunch hours, but I assume they'll be open at 1pm.
Anyone care to join us?
The website doesn't list their lunch hours, but I assume they'll be open at 1pm.
Anyone care to join us?
