Collaboration with Devin Townsend?

Oh!
My!
Fuh!
King!
God!
(duh-dumm-dumm-dumm-dumm-dadadadadadada)
(duh-dumm-dumm-dumm-dumm-dadadadadadada)

... is what I would screech Devin-style if the headline were true - but this is the Internet chums, so EVERYTHING is true.

More precisely - according to this website:

http://www.ouvirmusica.net/baixar/ogKMWwJXSRR.html
(click the link or just scope the screenshot below)

Exhibit A

Devin has written the lyrics to my song Flying to Patagonia!

Land of giant sloths!!!

And that would be one of the top ten things to ever happen to me- if it were true!

But it ain't!

I wrote them and they're a lot simpler than Heavy Devy's lyrics.

This man is not my lyricist.

The lyrics listed are from Devin's Bastard from Ocean Machine, a very fine album but bugger all to do with me.

Still, should anyone google Fat Little Bastard (my band - scope it [HERE]), it will now forever be linked with this lovely chap's name c/o some slacker Spaniards (Portugese? I donno.).

AND THAT IS GOOD.

Makes me wanna say:

Oh!

My!

Fuh!

King!

God!

(duh-dumm-dumm-dumm-dumm-dadadadadadada)

(duh-dumm-dumm-dumm-dumm-dadadadadadada)

There is no insanity - only super-sanity

International Collage Exhibition & Me

Some of my works are in the International Collage Exhibition & Exchange with some other fine folk in the Percy Thomson Gallery in Stratford, New Zealand. My picture Experiment #2 is featured in the online version at http://virtual.tart.co.nz/exhibit.htm (I’m in Room 3).

Direct link: http://virtual.tart.co.nz/exhibit3/ice60.htm .

(Alas!, I’m listed as Xtian Xtian - when really I’m just a plain old Xtian.)

Three David Lynch-ian Moments in the Last Seven Days...

Here's three moments from the past week that would sit nicely in a GOOD David Lynch film - these are all true events.

Day 1.
It was a very windy day, I had to lean into it as it was almost blowing me over. I was on King St, up near the strip joints. As I look up, I see a bright red parka flying above the trees, arms spread, hood extended - looked like an invisible man flying backwards through the air. By the time I got my phone out - it landed in someone's balcony.

Day 2.
As I reach the 4th floor at work, the door opens and there's a young woman.
She looks at me. I wait for her to step aside so I can get out of the lift.
She looks me in the eyes and then she yells out: "This is the fourth floor!"
I say: "Yes. It is."
She just stands there.
So I walk around her, she jumps into the lift and that was that.
I was hoping to bump into her later in the day and ask what floor we were on, but...

Day 3.
An elderly gentleman gets on the tram and sits in front of me. Nice shoes, blue pants, blue blazer, nice shirt with very large cuff-links, hair all slicked back, brown case in lap.
He eventually pulls out a phone and starts talking. I only caught snippets, but -
"... we got some nice shots of the lady with her legs apart, yes... [mumble-mumble]... we got a very nice one with the husband on top... [mumble-mumble]... yes, they're very nice, very colourful, I'll send them to you, they're very colourful, very nice... [mumble-mumble]..."
   My first thought was - "Wow!, a private eye!", but then I thought "Maybe a pornographer?"
   I guess we'll never know - it was my stop.
   And as I get up to leave, I see the man on my right has a purple birthmark, covering half his face...

There are two more working days left of this week, so hopefully, hopefully...

Godzilla died... :-(

Nakajima-san died today, aged 88...
Respect!!!

Fact

Fact: if you say "salt anus" while thinking of sultanas, you will most likely think you're saying "sultanas" even though you're clearly saying "salt anus".

Mind.
Blown.

It's tiny!

A recent photo to give you some idea about just how much work goes into some of these collages...

...and where it ended up: 

(untitled - 2017)