I'M A SOUL MAN

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...this beat tape. It's worthwhile, as. Get it HERE. Fella called Juj, same crew as Schlohmo (spelling?!) and the ilk. Kind of a younger LA beat scene crew doin' large bits and pieces.


This photo is completely off topic, but it's what happens when your kitchen table starts to get cluttered.

Also this is super dope summertime and again worthwhile as, as! Fuckin' as!
Nice one hip drop for linking my favourite NZ DJ Alphabethead's 60's and 70's mix tape - split into two cassette sides!

Anyway, nab it here.

Jobs & Other Fuckry

--->>>See job--->>>find CV--->>>update CV--->>>make it fit the job description--->>>(is this ethical? probably.)--->>>save as pdf file--->>>merge pdf--->>>what about that one story tht shows how awesome I am?--->>>merge pdf.--->>>double space?!--->>>merge pdf.--->>>what about the cover letter?--->>>should I try be humourous?--->>>yes, probably.--->>>show how witty and awesome I am at writing mean shit--->>>maybe someone will read this blog sometime and hire me to write their memoirs--->>>almost definitely going to happen I think--->>>just after New Year--->>>moving into 2011, it will all be clear and set in stone--->>>for now, might as well enjoy summer--->>>big rave with thousands of wasted children tonight--->>>I think I will need to concoct some BZP repellent--->>>choice.

Sort Of Sleeping With The Enemy

So I had a lovely first date with the nanny state this morning - the colourful bunch at Work & Income. My case manager was at first a little stand-offish, a little staunch, a bit by-the-book. I mean, she's seen it all, right? WINZ attracts a 'melting pot' of people, looking for that wee bit of assistance.

Anyway, I think she felt sorry for me...after all, my story is the classic recessionary tale really isn't it? It's not that I want to hang out all day with Uncle Benny, but more that I don't have too much of a choice in the matter.

But we met, and I really think we connected. It was an exercise in pleasant conversation and happy times. More fun than small talk, but not exactly two souls meeting in the deep sands of time. SO, I qualify for accommodation supplement and maybe temporary financial help. And from what my CM was saying, being on unemployment sounds like more work than full time work. Next time someone complains about dole bludgers, remember they probably work harder than you do just to stay on the bennie.

Because of the wonderful mismanagement I encountered over the phone, I had no idea I needed letters from my employers confirming that I work for them, and my passport too. So today's plan? Retrieve said documentation, rendevous at the meeting point and await further instructions from CM. Excitement increasing exponentially inside extremities.



Yeah it's mellow and obscure, but when you're lost in a world of uncertainty and financial insecurity, sometimes this swirly minimalism makes sense.

Up to?!

I have finished my Post-graduate Diploma in Journalism. What am I most sad about? Losing that wonderful student allowance. NOW I require income........

I've been trawling job websites, searching and sending emails, looking for work in hospo or, heaven forbid, in what I've been training to do. It's no surprise that there is around about, ooh, I don't know, fuck all out there really huh? Anyway, tomorrow morning, I have an appointment for something I've never had to do before - welcome to the wonderful world of Work & Income New Zealand.

All I need is some help to keep my rent paid while I continue my hunt for work. Got a job bro? Send it my way.

Anyway, this blog is going to be an account of my hunt for professional work, or at least how to get help living from the government. Apparently forst stpe is to embrace the dole, not resent it. Um. Yeah.



Try that on for size. See you tomorrow.

Summertime Rolls

Bought this in 2007 at the wonderful Funky Soul Stop record store in the heart of Oakland, CA, and this tune is potentially one of my most played records over the last few years. Aretha's voice soars awesomely once she comes in...but that's about two minutes into the tune. Almost too much.

1x Aretha Franklin 'Just Right Tonight'
1x shot of tequila with ginger beer and a squirty of lime
1x flax mat in Grey Lynn backyard
1x pair of sunglasses
1x very long, but wholeheartedly entertaining book

Mix well, for a long period of time. Who needs a job?

Not telling

My limbs remain sore from last thursday's nocturnal activities. I was thinking about writing the whole narrative thing to go along with it, but haven't made up my mind entirely yet. So, instead, here's something way more exciting than all the words put together in a cake with raspberries that have the consistency of a floury apple except actually taste lovely.



Part of me really wants to go here, but I'm fairly certain that's only because this video is entitled 'PsychoTrance', and that sounds too hilarious to miss.