This is going to be a quick one as it's ten to three in the morning and I have to be in Midland by 10:30am. It's St. Patrick's Day today, so our gig has been shifted to during the day... Easy, I'll have the night off thank you very much... I went over to my brother Chris' house today to help out with some tech issue; it often seems that's mainly the reason I go over... but what an excuse to see my niece Ella. My brother Kieran who has been having a few rough trots lately often visits our niece, and I can see why. She'll brighten anyone's day. She actually called me 'Courtney' today... well it was more like 'Court NEE'. But she got it, she just likes to flavour her words a little I guess. No harm in that. For so long I've been hanging out for when she starts talking more than her usual word 'Dunna'. Dunna is her word for everything she can't say. But now she's on the move, vocab style. What cracked me up considerably was when we were hanging out doing our thing, and she was milling around the front end of the house, when we heard her say 'Daddy... Man...' with an ever-so-slight sense of urgency in her voice... to which Chris thought she was saying he was a man. "Yes Ella, Daddy's a man". Her response was that of repetition this time with a slight more importance... She had actually seen a postal dude fast approaching the door with a package; she was letting her daddy know that there was a man at the door. Not bad for a 2 year old I reckon. Just mintox. I'm slowly but surely coming around to the idea of having a child. If it turns out like Ella, then why not say I? Love Court.
Posted: 2009-03-17 04:57:42Author:admin

Sweet. A caged man, crime in absentia. Every thought turns to it; revenge. Whether Karmic or violent, passive or eye-balled. Confrontational or a higher plane. What goes around, comes around... revenge will be had by simple balance of nature. That's passive revenge. Sorry to get all deep there, but I just thought I'd share a thought... a way to combat stupid violence, stupid decisions... a combat to a sheer lack of intellect. When someone does something wrong, they get punished for it; and when 12 people in power won't/can't/don't do it... it's in the hands of Karma. Karmic revenge. When someone does something wrong, we want righteousness. They've upset the apple cart. We need to put it right... but violence begets violence, and it's not the way; that's the way I was always brought up. I don't feel that there's ever a need for it. The natural balance to things will take care of righting wrongs. I'm not a religious man, but I firmly believe in the nature of things. The balance and kilter. Weave and groove. Love Court.
Posted: 2009-03-14 03:42:36Author:admin

What an odd day. My mum and dad came to live with us while their house was being built, and, needing a place to store their furniture and stuff, built a bloody big shed in our back yard. I love that shed, even though it has become a haven for all the crap other parts of the family have left at our joint. So, that's our shed... right next to it however is the original little garden shed that the previous owners once revelled in and enjoyed.... ... back in 1974. It's now done its dash. It's pretty much gone the way of my 'ex-peugeot'. It's time for it to come for it to come down... as Janey wants to use her term break holidays building a vege garden... and it's my job to keep Janey happy. The trick to any job like that is... don't stand there looking at it saying "I have no idea where to start"... just start doing stuff, before you know it... you'll have accomplished heaps. I started by opening the door and nearly crying at the amount of crap in there. I'm talking 5 bikes, two saws, buckets of soil, two doors, 3 trestles, a piece of super 6 (I'll come back to THAT one later), lots of garden liquid products, a remote controlled car long expired, a lawn mower, a box that a 'blower' came in, and around 4000 spiders. Once I'd removed about 90% of that, I was moving onto the 'super 6'. As I shifted it out from leaning up against the wall... this DIRTY GREAT BIG BLOODY RAT came a-bounding out and scooted out a hole in the backside of the shed. Awesome. I don't get scared of rats. I think they're cool. On other people's property. This thing isn't welcome... and he was so bloody huge... I'm pretty sure he ducked his head when he went through the hole... and (and you have to put on your best Michael Clarke Duncan voice from Green Mile) he said something like... 'I'm outta here man'. Ok so the rat is now out of sight out of mind; and I got to work on drilling out the pop rivets holding the tin to the chassis of the shed. Yep, it has a big rusty steel chassis. Fun. Then 5 o'clock happened and I had to go and shower and doll up ready for my burswood gig. I'll keep at it tomorrow. Jane will get her Vege patch, but not before I've become a man whilst tearing down a shed... WOOAARGH!!! I might hire someone to do the rest. Love Court.
Posted: 2009-03-13 03:07:03Author:admin

It's a track on my new album, and its lead vocal is eluding me. It's my white elephant. One more lead vocal to put down on my album, and this is the track. I wrote it in a different key, but Don (producer) wanted to push my vocals a bit more, so I raised it a third. Full on. I'll get it, it's just doing my head in... it's the LAST of the lead vocals. Everything else is done. Once I've got it, I only then have to record the harmonies and we're done. Ready to go. Onto the release and touring. I just wish it was now... it's taken far too long just to get to this point... Anyway, I thought you'd like to know what's been playing on my mind. I hope when the album comes out, you get it. You get the work, you get the songs, you get the effort. It's called 'Big'... and it reflects everything about the album... and me. Love Court.
Posted: 2009-03-10 06:16:51Author:admin

Ok, so this might just be the funniest music video I've ever seen...
Posted: 2009-03-10 03:13:31Author:admin