WILD LIFE

Make a song and dance about it. Everything is free.


Wednesday November the 6th ~

Swing to the Speakeasy for scale across the spectrum. Sara O'Connor live from 7 til 10, then old Shitty on the decks til close at around 3.


Friday November the 8th ~

Press play for 5 hours of orbiting audio from 8 at the South King Recreation Club each Friday.


Saturday November the 9th ~

Retired/retooled Violator Steve Gunn, all the way from the Brooklyn that ain't on the Hawkesbury, joins us from the get-go as Jack Off airs from 3. Sometime before our two hours is up we may also hear from The Jezebels' Hayley Mary in solo mode.

Later I've a long-booked birthday bash to spin at til after midnight so Meem will be holding forth at the Hotel Hollywood from 9 til 1 in my stead.

After a super-tricky tech scare soon after my arrival last week we saved the day via miraculous lifts and gifts. I remain outraged that K Mart no longer stock any form of RCA cord - but am forever indebted to Liz for the night rides and Tim for the long leads. There were minuscule odds we'd be able to rectify those issues so late but we prevailed and just in the nick of time, as the joint was inundated with celebrating cinematographers from the State awards night straight after I got connected again.

The place pretty much exploded in dance after midnight. You just never know what's around the corner there. Either way I'm not missing out any more than I have to this week so I'll be back on deck/s from 1 til close (somewhere between 2 and 3).


Sunday November the 10th ~

The most vital event this week, indeed this year, is Picnic Among Friends at Girrahween Park.

This community memorial picnic was devised by my dear friend Victoria Spence a decade ago - and for 10 years now her devoted team of artists and activists have realised an exquisite collective context for honouring those we've lost, together.
Victoria is the most preternaturally gifted celebrant I've ever encountered - and a wise and passionate advocate of calm, common-sense when it comes to making a place for meaningful rites to honour our lives and deaths.
This is the final Picnic Vic will be organising herself. She has sown the seeds and is encouraging others to further develop these unique shared spaces for memory, loss and love to coalesce.

If you've never had the chance to attend one of these before I entreat you to come to this exquisite bushland between 2 and 5 on Sunday. It's one of the most gentle and kind gatherings imaginable. Kids and pets are welcome (there is a memorial for the latter specifically), Voices From The Vacant Lot will sing, there are activities and installations that will take your breath away. There is fire.
To honour the final Picnic at Girrahween I've the unimaginable privilege of playing some subliminal, then celebratory, sounds through a stereo Sunny Bin soundsystem too. This is something I've done once for a Picnic at Rookwood Cemetary only - and it was one of the most overwhelmingly spiritual experiences I've ever had doing my 'job'. I dissolved in tears throughout but it was as much from gratitude and awe as sadness. I can't imagine how much more sublime the experience will be amongst the birds and bush I live for in this country. Please, be with us there.