February 24, 2011

water water on the seeds


to my left they rose and leaf 


to my right cross seven seas



fingers walk the darkness down

mind is on the midnight 


gather up the gold you've found 


you fool, it's only moonlight

February 23, 2011

sometimes.

sometimes i listen to the music my dad liked.
likes.
liked?


and it makes me sad. terribly sad.
but also it gives me comfort. warmth. 

because i know he's there.
even though we can't see each other.

February 22, 2011

three men stood in the clearing

staring at the wild white heron 


some glasses of wine and a pen 


what you take away you can't give back again 


draw me still 

February 19, 2011

schools in bulls


drab doo riffs


glass vaults


seth frightening/cancer


my disco


disasteradio


glass vaults (again!)


siamese


lawrence arabia


spring break


caribou

actually, it was too hard to pick on a favourite.
so, this has turned into a mass post of bands i enjoyed.

February 18, 2011

few 'o my favourites



parking lot experiments 



kitsunegari


chelsea jade & james duncan


secret knives 


dear time's waste 


etiquette 


megalex


lowtide


st. rupertsberg


sam hamilton


okay, so i am now making this post "part one" of my favourites from camp.
(favourite bands, that is. favourite photos can come in another post).
enjoy.


lil' joy





my disco at campus a low hum

when you were young

and your excitement showed 


but as time goes by 


does it outgrow 


is that the way things go 


forever reaching for the goal

February 15, 2011

campus a low hum

spent the better half of a week in bulls. 


where people party in a pool.


where people camp in a field under trees and stars.


where people invade stages and artists are hauled into the air.

thank you blink.
more photos to come.

February 9, 2011

the silence of ice at the borders of day


sun in my face will not keep them away 


sinking into the white of your room 


sky through the curtain, good things coming soon

existence, well what does it matter

i exist on the best terms i can 


the past is now part of my future 


the present is well out of hand 



- beautiful souls of the not-so-privileged in paris.
(lyrics: heart and soul - joy division)

February 7, 2011

we were sleeping 'till

you came along 


with your tiny heart 


you let us in the wooden house 


to share in all the wealth 



i was lucky enough to be able to photograph the st jerome's laneway festival.
both in auckland and wellington.
here are some photos from beach house's delightful set in wellington.
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