Payback Time

HELLO folkses, I realise it's been...6 fucking months *shame* since I made a post, but hey Im very busy these days and I don't actually have a computer anymore ok?
Well the biggest thing for me is that me and Jen are still together, though we broke up for like 3 weeks at one stage which, of course, involved me getting suicidal and using a hypodermic needle for the first time in 2 years or something. Dick. Anyway, it all got sorted out. So me and my girl have been together for a year. I can't fucking believe it. This is like, unprecedented. And I'm really, truly, happy. Weird eh.
I got thrown out of the band. I was drinking too much and missed a vital practice so they told me in the nicest possible way to get fucked, which is understandable. I sold my drum kit and brought a Guitar and amp. And this year I have a mission to get a new band going. And drink less. And not smoke. And exercise. All sorts of stuff. And all things going well, me and Jennie will be visiting Europe together around September.
So because I've been away a while, I'm gonna post some pics of stuff from my phone that I just downloaded. I'm pretty hungover, so tomorrow I'll do a much more dynamic post. :)

Cue throngs of fascinated readers suddenly popping out to get some milk:
*Jen showing off her new Motorhead thong, drink in hand
*My little sis, Gillian dropping me off completely drunk at Christchurch airport after my Grandfathers Funeral
*My dear ol Mum at the funeral
*Jennie looking gorgeous early morning on the beach, both of us on E and crazy in love
*Yep, no shit, there is a building called the World Trade Center in Wellington
*Jen looking gorgeous again at an Italian restaurant
*One of my final pictures of the rat hole I lived in for 6 months this year, they call it apartment living...urgh.
*The smile I would die for




So there. Will write again tomorrow :)

I Love To Roll

So these are the Woodford sisters, l to r Monique, who runs Eyeball Kicks in Cuba St with her partner Calvin, Jennie, who runs Miss Demeanour in Cuba, and Allana who runs Goblin Cafe in the James Smith building.
Jennie and I are er... well, ... I dunno. Seeing each other. I feel strange saying that, it's been a long time since I've had a regular relationship. But it feels pretty good. It feels fucking wonderful, who am I kidding. It's actually been like around 6 months now, on and off. More on now of course that we've sorted some of our shit out.
Anyway.
2007.
I knew it was gonna be a fucking great year.
And yeah, I think I love her.
So there. :)

Blitzkrieg Loveshock

Oh, Johnny, you LOUSE.

I'm very tired as I type this. I am now working back in Wellington, at Zico on Courtenay Place, the restaurant where I basically started my tuition in La Bella Cucina back in 2001. Now I'm the Head Chef.
It's a pretty prestigious and high paying job, but pretty stressful. Oh well. Atleast I'm not burying myself in a haze of alcohol and drugs. No, I appear to be finally past all that crap. Nearly two years since I've stuck a needle in my vein. It's a weird thought. Kinda like all those years weren't even REAL. Hmmm.
So Sick66 have recorded all the songs for the album. I heard the unmixed tracks last night and they're fucking fantastic. I honestly didn't know we sounded that good. I suspected we were okay, but man, I fucking love what we've done with these recordings. We are playing next week with a Clash tribute band at the SF Bathouse, then on April 27 with The Bludgers, Black Chrome and The Bali Bombers. It's gonna be great to play live again.
I have a new Tattoo, an Andrew Bawidamann pic called Bad Habit, on my collarbone. It's that pic of the satanic Nun that you see on this very page, just scroll down to the right a bit and you'll see her.
And I'm a two timer. From all that zero to too much. Feast or famine I guess. I dunno, I'm in a strange but cool relationship(?) with an amazing older woman, and also falling in love with a beautiful 21 yr old photographer who lives in a different city. But she's coming to stay with me for a while.
I don't want to deceive. One of them knows about the other one, the other doesn't. I have to fucking sort it out really.
Selling my motorbike.
Oh, and I'm getting an apartment.
Over and out for now, my liebchen :)

Too Many Things To Do Before We Die

So.
We recorded the album, the bass and drum tracks at least, up at the WETA Miniatures Studio a coupla weekends back. Cheers Belinda!
It all went really fucking well. I drummed for 7 hours solid though, and the next day was quite painful. So now we just need to do the Guitars and Vocals. I think I'm going down to Wellington on Friday to do some vocal tracks with Cale (Adam's on holiday).
The job is going ok, but I got offered an even better one the other day. So I'm gonna look into that when I'm in Wellington. If I take it it means moving back to Wellington obviously, and I'd have to find a place to live, etc etc BUT: It really is going to be quite a big deal. And the band is in Wellington. And... uh. Well, I'm kinda seeing someone down there. Which is a bit weird. But so fucking awesome. Anyway, I'm trying not to get too carried away about the whole thing. But she's pretty fucking wonderful.
Anyway.
Hopefully we're doing a show in April with the Bludgers, and then doing a mini-tour of the South Island. Then halfway through the year, it's ove to Melbourne and Sydney. And then next February, we'll hit overseas proper.
I'm really liking the songs we're writing at the moment, they're fuckin groovy.
And we're even doing some semi acoustic stuff, bizarre eh?
Life is odd isn't it.
I have to go to Wellington on March the 17th to do a promotional circuit for the launch of the ad campaign I've been featured in. It involves me cooking for celebs and ad execs, being filmed, staying in hotels, and going to the races and spending the day in the corporate box getting fucked up.
I sorta keep waiting for something really BAD to happen.
Keep my fingers crossed I guess, and keep believing in myself. :)

Shut The Fuck Up

Well, 2007. Getting older, and wiser.
Had a great New Years, was working for most of it, but I got a chance to go to BelindaLee's Birthday Bash at the Brooklyn Masonic Hall in Hellington, which was a blast. Sick66 played, we did an acoustic set even, which was really well received and it was a great show. A GOOD thing when you're playing to a couple hundred folks who work for the movie biz (BLee is the head of WETA Miniatures, you know, P Jackson's models dept)!
Got SCONED after the show with some nice amsterdam E, and had a beautiful night krumping around on the dance floor convincing ladies to kiss me and murmuring esoteric masonic nonsense to anyone within reach.
Ended up at Jenny's watching the sun come up, drinking wine, getting beaten with a piece of wood, headbutted, and kissing her. It was great.
Back in Wanganui now... the chef trundle goes on, I was interviewed on the radio the other day... Saatchi & Saatchi are due here on the 19th to film me for an ad for New World supermarkets in which I am to be "The Chef".
It's all going pretty good.
Gig on the 26th in Hellington with Sick66, we're supporting Horror Story and Der Ramoans, should be a laugh. We're also recording an album in that week, I have taken some time off work so I HOPE we're still recording...
Love to you all peeps.
Might be the best year yet. Who knows? :)

Powderhead

So I'd make this a detailed post but I'm just so fucking TIRED.
I've spent the last 3 days doing paperwork, creating menus, reading contracts, talking to my staff, organising meetings, checking suppliers and sourcing new ones, talking to the owner about new menu ideas, trying to fire people, trying to re-hire them, fuck me if I feel like my head is about to fall off. And I am booked up till Xmas and more. Tonight was the second of my Italian Themed nights and fuck it went off. I had customers coming up to me and shaking my hand and shit like that.
I really am good at what I do. I always sort of suspected it, but I now have PROOF. I just wish it wasn't such HARD WORK hahahaha.
Vega restaurant, where I am Head Chef: http://www.vega.net.nz/

To all those detractors: I think you look silly now, but hey, I won't hold it against you, I'm an understanding kinda guy.

The Mess-Age (How Could I Be So Wrong)

Back I am, with a new look and new altitude, I mean attitude.
Firstly, I am promoted and now head chef of Vega Restaurant in Wanganui.
Second, I crashed my Motorbike andended up in Hospital, so we'll be selling that I think.
Third, I'm gonna come back here a lot more in future and spend more time on my revamped Blog. I've been spending a lot of time on my myspace site, and I think it's time I put a bit of effort into this one again, seeing as Blogger have made the effort to make it a bit more user-friendly.
Anyway, I can't dawdle, off out to have a beer.
Be seeing you all soon with news of adventures and stress and laughs and love and lunacy.