Tag: 1994

Seven Memoirs

(last updated: 18 February 2025)

1) Nightlife

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In early 2004 I went to hear DfP play at Seven. The highlight of the night was hearing the Purple Mix of Controversy and I also briefly spoke to G and she looked so hot it was crazy. I had seen her near me on the dance floor at a mansion party in Toorak in 1996 and Simon (not Grey) knew her. I’m not sure I should’ve been at that party as I wasn’t on the door list (as an actual name) but I do remember somehow being invited – the controversy *. The security guard just let me through because I was with my mum and there was actually no drama at all although I wasn’t expecting a door list – it may have been an oversight or I was assigned as a guest to another person, yet perhaps I should’ve just gone home anyway. It’s something I’d expect from the fashion industry – “your invite has just been revoked.”

Anyhow, it was a great party in what seemed like a basement carport but with adjoining rooms to hangout in.

At one point, I even saw Andrew there (which I found truly bizarre but good) and people weren’t stressed about messing up the carpet or knocking over a statue or anything as would happen upstairs.

So maybe it was a different girl at Seven though, but I doubt it – although it might have been a few years earlier instead at the same place. Brett (not Goldsmith) also knew G and we both saw her once at the Station Hotel with a couple of her friends. I scaled back clubbing around this time too and so that life and its people were basically shelved indefinitely but I was saved from hearing damage. You said what??

Perhaps G doesn’t even know of me. That’s highly likely. I don’t know. Good luck to her. It’s a celebrity status to have.

One encounter I do remember in 1997 was when I bumped into T at Silvers Niteclub near the bar when there was a mad crush to buy drinks. I looked down and said “it’s a tight fit down there” looking at her tight jeans. She looked back at me and corrected: “very tight fit.” I am glad she could confide in me.

That year (or 1998) I also picked up B just up the street from Salt/Warehouse with his crew and took him back to his rather large estate not far away. At the time, he was in my peer group but we didn’t know each other. He was looking for change to call a taxi.

I just offered the group a lift home regardless. I think there were 2 guys and 2 girls in total. Nice guy. He invited me inside, so I went in and upstairs on his tour he said “this place is wild” and there was sort of a party going on but I didn’t stick around. Anyway, on the way out there was a group of girls and I had a chat, and I ended up with a phone number. Impressed, B bid me farewell and I was back on the road. A few days later she never called back. Never saw B again either. With social media things could’ve been different yet I’ve always seen myself as viewing others as an end in themselves, not a means to an end, or a source for attention and admiration. Being super-rich could be challenging if one is constantly dealing with the sycophancy of others and their backstabbing. I read once that a lot of young souls are born into immense wealth and power so they can learn about their impact on others and that would make things even harder.

[*] that same thing happened again in 2004 at a magazine launch party but I did get in anyhow.

Purple Mix: 1:12:30 :-

Controversy Tonight (1981 + 2023) [Prince]

2) Grassroots

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Note: after that shot of Nina was taken. Her instagram became private and she stopped posting to it. But just recently (beginning 2024), her number of posts has since dropped to 17.

I’ve seen similar things happen before to other people I have made contact with, even in the most minor way including Yulianna, Laura and Saunalution. Those three were already mentioned in A Tribute to David (Sep ’22). These are just observations though. It doesn’t mean much in and of itself.

I was just staying at the same campground – The Billabong in Kuranda in November ’21 for a few weeks and even spoke to an indigenous guy there too, Sony… interesting lineage too.

So I never saw or spoke to her or her friends ever again as I thereafter decided to head toward Brisbane to build a trailer, but I salvaged Nina’s phone that she left behind. I found it lying face down on the open grass with its highly cracked screen. I had a passing interest in fashion photography too at the time and left that behind myself – my broken main camera was part of the problem.

Interestingly, Carmen who was at The Billabong in Kuranda hasn’t posted main photos to her IG (Jan 2024) since then either.

 

So Nina appeared out of the blue, took it, said something about whether I would be seeing them in Yungaburra, placed it in her back pocket and left quickly.

So as with her other two friends, no online communication at all at any point and no friending or following allowed. Yet the strange part was my messaging associated with that phone incident was deleted on FB, by FB, perhaps a week or two later.

So is she still in Australia? Why?

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My maternal grandmother Ina (Faina) grew up in Hamburg, Germany but was born in Oryol, Russia.

In the late 80s, she returned from a holiday there bringing me back a red sweater. It felt awkward wearing it to say the least but I still appreciated it, and her of course greatly.

There was also another long-sleeve white t-shirt – not shown here – and I think it said something about Perestroika and/or Glasnost. Would they trigger a nuclear blast?

Perhaps a demolition job?

So when I received that t-shit my main experience up until that point about Russia at school was a drill where we hid under tables and away from windows in the event of a nuclear attack so a t-shirt was a welcome relief.

The drill was in room 1, yet what presented a real danger was the tree (2) on the lawn. I ran into it once during a soccer game waiting for someone to kick me the ball. Yet I had seen War Games (1983,) so to me the drill could’ve been justified, or maybe just fear-fodder?

I will be the Russians

In Europe, I would have been more fearful of stay-behind armies like those of Operation Gladio that may readily turn on civilian populations when real threats don’t materialize, hiding weapons in networks of empty petrol-station tanks. Who knows if this organization has actually disbanded?

Anyway, Ina ended up hating boarding school in Germany due to pre-war persecution, and even returning there over 80 years later brought back too many negative memories for her including the death of her father (Simon Kaplan) where he owned a frames and casings factory – she thought about him all the time. The factory was on Schanzenstraße, Hamburg yet he was born in Mogilev, Belarus in 1888.

[ Hamburg (1936 estimated) – Simon, Rita (daughter), Elizabeth (wife), Joachim Snapir (Ina friend/partner,) Ina (daughter) ]

In 1938, the year of Kristallnacht, Simon Kaplan was called to Gestapo headquarters for unknown reasons. In the family, there was an argument about whether he should comply or flee, but he went – I think he wanted to avoid losing the factory and he ended up at Oberschlesien or else Auschwitz by 1942 for the “final solution.” So what were Nina’s grandparents and great-grandparents doing during WWII? Maybe that’s something for her to explore in meditation? Did they have dreadlocks?

Also with Nina: Dustin Bak and Max.

 

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So over 20 years ago, Martin made it out of Australia from Byron Bay, and back to Germany, but his profile pic disappeared too quickly after I friended him recently: just an observation though. He was/is a really interesting guy – I mentioned him here.

Max was still here in April ’22.

He doesn’t look too keen to leave either! They all seemed like really nice people too.

I was initially at my computer one night in the dining area when the 3 or 4 approached me for a lift to a music festival.

Abrupt request… didn’t they have vehicles or something? How would I stack them all in? Could I tow them in on bicycles or have them stretching out on my bed in the canopy? Could’ve been a fun night though.

But I am aware of the German style where the camaraderie can turn on a dime (the Fascist switch??)

…like with Israelis (the Massadah switch??) But that’s just my experience anyway – and a generalisation at that.

Also, all my grandparents spoke German fluently, and my surname Wajsbrem equates from Weiss Braue in German  – White Eyebrow. Wait, so I’m one of them?! Well, Frederick was born in Meiningen, Germany.

But the other 2 (Helen + Oskar) were actually Polish (Białystok + Warsaw.)

Brem could also equate to brew in Polish – same meaning.

Nina and Dustin seemed so switched-on and relaxed, so how are they going now regardless of residence and activity? Do they have a blog of any kind of their travels? Are they still together? As they say, it’s the journey and not the destination. Is there a modelling portfolio people should see?

Do they think about tying the knot here? Have they found Shakti? Are they permanent residents or new immigrants?

A child born in Australia to foreign parents is entitled to full Australian citizenship, giving them the same rights and benefits as other Australian citizens.
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That said, I saw a photo of Nina in Bali in ~2023 quad-biking but then came back into Australia. Good for her, I had a great time quading in NZ in 2002. I think an electric unicycle could be even better… with an airbag!

3) Vantage Points

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* pics 1 and 2 were cropped from much larger pictures taken as general city scenes in quick succession with no person in particular selected to be photographed. It was a Zoom-In edit. Connotative meaning can be applied but hasn’t been inferred. Pic 3 is a screenshot from a music link further down.

A person can be at the ‘crossroads’ and not even know it until they see other perspectives of themselves later.

Crosshairs too, for example in political machinations or targeted civillians.

From my own reading of Maitreya, often it takes one’s own death to see the bigger picture missed while leading a myopic life – in a life review away from the Earth plane.

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Also, in a piece from 2001, they mention the Hall of Mirrors as related to 9/11 terrorism.

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Fear of death, and fear overall is the small self afraid of the big self, non??

Yet, who has ever directly seen the back of their head… even with a mirror? Everyone has a blindspot: perhaps it was meant to be that way? It gets people to the hairdresser, right?

At an end-of-year work meetup in ~2002, I was sitting next to one chap who said something like “If anyone were to kill any of my two daughters, I would want them dead.” The topic went on for a couple of minutes, I think he’d already had a few drinks, not sure, and then I said, “well, what if one daughter killed the other one?” After a few long moments, he replied “Bastard!” End of topic. Blindspot revealed.

But I never brought up the topic with him and I have no idea why he did. I think he carried a photo of them in his wallet as they were children. I don’t remeber much more of the conversation either.

Killer Kids are an uncomfortable topic…

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…so too is part of Jewry wanting to kill another part, in what might be an active war at present with Zionists targeting religious Zionists although it is a clandestine one whereby “Sabbateans are chameleons taking on the identity of their targets, destroying them from within.” –

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It certainly deserves verification and wouldn’t surprise me – when the parasite becomes predator and the phenomenon has history.

Note, the author of that article is Jewish.

So just as Cain killed sibling Abel (a shepherd) another shepherd (14 y/o) was murdered in April 2024 in Israel but afterward equipment was seized from his house during mourning. Sabbatai Zevi was considerred a false messiah, are there more today?

Speaking of which, in Ormus King 9 as written in Queensland in September 2019, the anti-Christ almost becomes the world’s messiah as a usurper.

It might even be worth constructing a 10th film where he/it actually does to make it more lifelike. The Sabbatean edition. Or else, one may just look at the news – that is the Sabbatean edition!

In Australia, prior to ~2019, I would never have guessed that a large part of the “genocide” against the indigenous was done by natives to themselves and they were already warring with each other prior to Cook arriving, having different languages and geographies.

The Native Police were Australia’s own Einsatzgruppen – the ‘willing executioners’ of whom historians of Nazi Germany have investigated, pondering the question of how the nation of Bach and Beethoven could also produce mass murderers in uniform. That the Native Police were Indigenous men willing to serve for rations, tobacco and a pittance, and to pursue and kill other black people should not surprise us. Colonial governments made sure that men enlisted in, say, Victoria, were used in Queensland, far from their own country – they generally could not even speak the same language as their quarry.

It was no novelty for empires to use its subject peoples to enforce or extend their rule. Imperial Russia had its Cossacks, France its Spahis d’Afrique in Algeria, East Africa the King’s African Rifles and British India a huge army whose Sepoys – Bengalis and Madrassis, Gurkhas and Sikhs – fought to gain and protect Britain’s hold on the sub-continent. That settlement in Australia was assisted by blacks killing blacks is a tragic irony of Australia’s history, but not one we should avoid.
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Note, they were given elephant guns to enact maximum damage and someone in far north Queensland told me that there are longstanding enmities that still exist to this day and shape police recruitment.

[Queensland, 1864]

I also read in a gallery that the native police force was initially setup by a German guy to conduct “dispersals” and pave the way for settlement.

4) Packing and Stacking

* Packing up from my first ever gig. The final track was Hey Jude, as seen on the chart. This was at the Polyglot Puppet Theatre in 1994. John was playing bass. It took a few nights to get things tight.

I became interested in the drums in 1988 when I heard someone play a beat while I was in the schoolyard which really lifted my spirit. Could’ve missed it though.

I also really liked the drum solo at a Lionel Richie “Outrageous Tour” concert in 1987 – the first concert I went to.

Ricky (1954 – 2013) on drums.

Ricky Lawson drum solo

I learned piano for many years but quit to start drums when I was 12.

I tried guitar when I was 18 but didn’t like the feel of metal under my fingers and the plastic plectrums.
Q: Is there any instrument where one can avoid gripping metal or plastic?
A: Percussion.

[ 2003 with Toby | 2003 at Blue Note NYC – Marcus Miller’s rig]

Musical instruments should also have health warning stickers – like with cigarettes regarding hearing damage. Def Jam or Deaf Jam records? Def Leppard or Deaf Leppard? Playing instruments can also strain the spine – ask Phil Collins. Bassist Charles who I knew back in high school started doing yoga back then and using earplugs – smart guy.

[ early 1995, Bali – taking hits from the Bong Song ]

Cypress Hill - Hits From The Bong - 8/14/1994 - Woodstock 94

Anyway, the first late-night film I went to was the audience-participation Blues Brothers at the Valhalla starting at around 11pm.

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I was almost asleep but then I could see a flying pole hurtling toward me.

The pole was catapulted to reach the top of the screen and there were people shouting at me across the room to watch out. This was at 3:26 below:

The Blues Brothers Car Chase (3/3)

I was in the first or second row, wearing a suit and even had my brother next to me. I was so tired, I didn’t move an inch and it just missed me. It all made so much sense!

A few years later in France my own ski almost landed on my head after reaching a similar height during a stack and a week or two later people were shouting at me from a chairlift as I was in a collision course with a traverse track.

Stacking up the near misses …keeps life interesting.

5) Backpack Testimonial

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I bought my Aiking Australia daypack sometime in 1994 for around AUD$200 after a hiking teacher at Timbertop spoke so highly of the brand at the end of 1993.

But at Timbertop, my pack wasn’t Aiking. It’s still intact today, and was used by my brother as well before me – a full-size hiking backpack.

Interestingly, Aiking (now One Planet) have supplied the school ever since.

I used the pack as my school bag in 1995 and 1996, and also for uni – it has never failed me. It is neither too large, nor too small and I can even use a larger pack on my back and then have this on my front if need be.

It is going in for its second repair, and it needed one in around 2000. It has brutally strong canvas and has an extended oversize YKK zip around the perimeter. All the inner seams are still fully intact. The black cordura base is also in top condition. This pack has been so dependable, I have almost taken it for granted, but not so much that I throw it around.

[ St. Anton, Jan 2012 ]

Perhaps one day it can be reissued, and like the old Gibson guitars that have their fadings, stains and wear marks recreated – this pack can also have its patina recreated so that everyone can experience its good looks and high build quality. It is getting a wash at this point, yet I doubt it’ll lose its soul glow.

Well done to the One Planet team.

 

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2002: Hella Kool

How much cynicism is too much cynicism? What do you find, rather than think? These are the questions.

(updated: 18 February 2025)

Pre and post clubbing photos in early 2002 in front of the new webcam.

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So I spoke to Ella Hooper briefly when she sat down in front of me at the Saint Hotel.

Killing Heidi - Live Without It (House of Hits, 2000)

That was most probably in 2002 and most likely on a Sunday, I think.

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At that moment, I was probably by myself – a sign of strength, I would say.

In 1997, Jack Alan liked The Saint too, and everyone would see whoever walked in due to the open plan and elevated corner entry. Good for people who worked out.

So Hooper was wearing a small “one star” badge with her all-male crew around her.  I said something vaguely like “that looks like an unfinished American flag” and she responded like “I don’t know what it means, I see it as representing one world.”

I would’ve kept speaking but her friends all took off and she left too… because I was about to hit it off with her, non?

Initially, perhaps she missed her own dark brown, wavy hair and was aligned with the whole “one-world/age-of-enlightenment” thing too.

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I still am, but it needs to be balanced with a big, hard dose of conspiracy theory/fact – saints versus sinners.

Interestingly, Tania Doko was sitting at a table with her female friend – she smiled and looked over at me a few times. Wait, maybe it was only a lookalike and she was gazing at someone behind me.

So perhaps I should have gone over and said “well done on escaping from the television!” Richard Gere once said the only pickup lines that work are the ones created in the moment. So she would’ve responded “lucky me!”

Anyway, “Lightworkers” are known to commit suicide all too easily, because when the darkness hits them, they can’t handle it. And Bonnie, who I remember from school presumably did just that in July, 2020 during covid lockdown.

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But I don’t know enough about her individual case to make a concise comment, but it is so very sad nevertheless. In fact, according to these snippets the cause of death is unknown, and no Will was left either.

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Anyway, best wishes and long life to her friends and family. Paul Havea mentioned further down died in December, 2007.

Interestingly, as mentioned in this post, no cause of death was given to Patrick Timpone and Fentanyl was blamed in the comments.

Also, “Prince had ‘exceedingly high’ level of fentanyl in body when he died.” [src] Good thing they actually tested for it – was Patrick actually tested for Fentanyl? Was Bonnie? Michael Jackson could’ve been targeted while his doctor was waiting around outside his room, is one theory I’ve read. Do assassins come armed with syringes these days? Are drones used?

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So as Morgs told me at the 2021 reunion something like “life isn’t smooth sailing for everyone, and not everyone makes it.”

They crop themselves (or others) out. The last time I had spoken to Bonnie was at the Chevron in 1997 and I was too tipsy and too distracted (and it was too loud) to have any meaningful interaction. In 2019 I drove through the Tweed Coast and probably should have reached out, but I thought, what’s the point?

[ Tweed Coast – 21 October 2019 ]

So The Saint had a good vibe and is still running to this day, albeit heavily renovated. There’s a good chance that I saw the late Paul “Pauly” Havea singing on the same night that Hooper came through. He was in Eden‘s K for Kool band and instead of clapping my hands, I clicked both my fingers and Pauly started grooving all the same. I’d only spoken to him on two occasions.

Eden essentially asked me if I wanted to drum for his new band at one point, but I turned it down and said there’d be better drummers for it – professionals. In hindsight, I probably should’ve switched to percussion at that point. But that would mean less money for the rest of the band.

[ 30 May 2017 ]

It’s very easy for bands to overlook percussionists, but in Israel two decades later, whenever I hooked up with street players, they’d always invite me back and got waaay more money and crowds whenever I was around. But that could’ve been due to my unique playing style rather than percussionists in general. In fact, one guy Chemy asked me to join his touring band in the USA, but I said my hearing’s too f##### to join any band. He said I had “tasty” rhythms. Moreover, by 1970, Miles Davis was playing with percussionists in Bitches Brew but the numerous Israeli Jazz players I knew weren’t interested in percussionists, or so it seemed, and perhaps even less in their audience.

So back to the Saint, on another Sunday, the DJ came over to me and kindly put me onto Mark Farina and I bought the CD afterwards.

It might’ve been the last CD I ever purchased. My favourite track is at 32.48 and the one after is alright. The rest of it I can pass on.

I saw Simon Grey there once around that period too. He wasn’t playing but he was with his pals and his plans for eternity. I had already recorded some drums at his studio (or was about to) and he played me a track pre-release through the monitors – I think it was this one but am not sure.

Abby died a few years later too due to liver issues, I think. Very sad loss too.

It’s also worth noting that during Grey’s 2018 Pledge Music appeal, on the forum I suggested that he do more “Jazz House” with a swing feel and some months later a Crackazat remix appeared which I included in Ormus King.

Simon Grey - The Galáctica Suite (Crackazat Remix)

Incredible breakdown at 3.25 — Simon Grey – The Galáctica Suite (Crackazat Remix)

So there was another chap of African-descent who, like me, was a regular at James Ash‘s 2-Step night at Salt Nightclub in the sideroom in 1998. I saw him at The Saint at that time and mentioned something about having a girlfriend and he said, “well, if there’s a girl around, then’s there’s one around, and if there isn’t, then there isn’t. It doesn’t bother me that much.”

I was vegan at that point and was going through what was almost certainly the early stages of a Kundalini awakening, which is considered a feminine energy anyway, so his sentiment was (and is) aligned with my own basically.

Moreover, in Tsfat, Israel 2005 along with other students reading ancient Kabbalistic texts, I learned that a wife is ultimately about enabling a man to find his own inner feminine.

[above left and middle – Ascent Hostel]

How easy. But it made sense. I told Hart about Kundalini and he said something like “we think we’re humans but we’re really just monkeys thinking we’re human.” Yet Kundalini doesn’t mean much to people in Tsfat, but Shekhinah (שכינה) or Ruach HaKodesh (רוח הקודש) does. When I did mention something at  Shalom Rav shule about Kundalini (a Sanskrit word,) someone pointed me to a chapter about Abraham’s gifts going to the east.

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And so it should be noted that Solomon was already prepared for to this.

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But with myself still locked into Baal, and without Solomon as my wingman, I wasn’t sure I had found my wife-to-be as yet and even donated my copy of Bahir to another student while I waited to be illuminated and shown the way.

Anyhow, back in January, 2002, I wrote this in one of my essays.

“The Kundalini-type energy engulfed my whole brain. The sensation was like standing up against a tidal wave without moving an inch! When I made the effort not to resist or judge the energy, BAM! A hit of power went to my central brain and my whole being shuddered. My typical mundane awareness had crashed into an ocean of dense consciousness that seemed to underlie the physical universe. A consciousness wave splashed out from my body and passed through the bedroom walls. It looked like an animation strip. Soon a flashback came to my mind. I saw the empty chamber which exists in the centre of the Death Star as seen in the film ‘The Return of the Jedi.’ This was symbolic for my head – an empty space enclosing a God powered fusion reactor in the middle. In this space the ‘light side’ of the force had just attacked my concept of death in order to bring about immortality. However, the attack was not complete because the death star was not fully destroyed! (film scene below)”

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It’s worth noting that I had a very dramatic internal experience like the one above after going quad biking in New Zealand that year on the north island (Paihia). And that’s 2000 years of pain, unworthiness, misery and torture from Jewish exile being cleared. I struggled on the bike and even lost the group in the forest but by the end was trailing the instructor and was winning (if that’s the right word.) It was also the first year of Heartcarving as done on Ruapehu and there were people attempting to copy my style without poles. So NZ, it seems, was the emotional precursor for me to leave Australia and eventually go to Israel but I didn’t know it at the time.

It was heavy-going stuff, and in the West it was very left-field and prior to that I wrote to the Datre channel in late 2000 and got some answers about Kundalini, specifically directed to me.

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I summarised that answer (above right) in October 2002 as follows:

“Datre are said to exist as a collective of souls whose messages are spoken by ‘human channels’. They view the fully-fledged Kundalini experience as a “crash course in trying to understand what physicality is all about” but with someone not necessarily becoming “a grander person if they have gone through the Kundalini.” Kundalini causes a “re-alignment of the physical construct” and “when that alignment is finished, you will see things differently.” The difficulty is that after a re-alignment it may take “a long time to be able to assimilate the information from that point on” because often the Kundalini can cause “an opening of a flood gate of information” whereby one might have to “grab a hold of themselves and stop it [the information], because if they didn’t they would have gone mad.”

Good to know. That summary was part of my research that I was doing into spirituality where I came up with 3 essays in 2002 and for them, composed some diagrams.

But the “Wisdom Cycle” diagram has gone missing. Looking back now, a transformation did indeed take place. For example, I would lie in bed awake and think in only English words and generally only about the future. That sort of changed and my inner-space deepened. “English words” doesn’t mean hearing voices, it just means normal, day-to-day thinking.

So continuing, another person I spoke to at The Saint was Mieke (below far left.) I actually spoke to her outside while we were leaving (but not together) and ended up saying something like “there are good and bad people wherever you go.”

 

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It was an accident that I saw her outside and I had already spoken to her a few times at Saratoga nightclub prior to that where she was working behind the bar, and we both knew the owner there Goofyfoot/Brett who was on Groovetip. Brett was also there that night at Saint and I think there was a function going on at the time. There was also another chap that night that really liked her (one of her co-workers) it seemed and it was an awkward situation for me. Having Jack around would’ve helped but I’ve always enjoyed talking to Brett, though. In fact, I met Cadell and helped get Best of my Love remixed a number of months after that – a song Brett penned.

Olivia Newton-John - Best Of My Love (Ashley Cadell Club Mix)

I never saw Mieke again except on a modelling agency website along with a couple of other people I knew. There was such a strong resonance between us (at least that’s what I felt) that it blew my mind. Sometimes the fuse just blows and it is never reconnected as was the case there. She may not remember me of course, but I’d be curious as to when (and why) she left ‘Toga where she said something like “I saw you burning up the dancefloor” –  I wish.

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I remember first meeting Helen and her guy friend at ‘Toga around that time but I didn’t speak to her for long and I’d be curious if she remembers that night too – but it was likely 2001, though. I even gave them a lift to Greville Street station in the Hyundai Excel and let them use my Nokia 3310 which I disliked due to how much EMF it produced and felt tingly as a result.

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Helen dressed like Aaliyah and was so hot I paid her a compliment saying she must “stick out like a sore thumb” at her school and there was a brief interaction about age: I presume the two weren’t underage for the niteclub but I didn’t ask for their IDs – she mentioned something about a birthday. I don’t know her surname but remember the school the pair went to and it wasn’t mine.

By chance, I saw her again at Mink Bar a few weeks later standing at the bar with some other fellow, but much older, he may have been Greek (I’d never seen him before or after) and yet she appeared excited to see me at which point he placed his hand on her jeans just to rock the boat. It looked like she was trying to dress-down rather than up and maybe she was in overalls yet was naturally blonde. I never saw her again – even upstairs at the Prince Bandroom that was in the same building. Wasn’t stuck-up at all.

It’s crazy how a girl can be with a guy and completely ignore him if there’s another guy she likes or is interested in more. Something like that happened in Byron Bay at La La Land with Anoushka and her boyfriend, both from France at around that time. I’ve also seen girls get with guys just to get close to one of the guy’s friends and project that like onto him. Only a theory. But a lot of girls would flick their hair when I looked at them at ‘Toga. My guess is that it was hard to find younger guys that liked and danced to House music, with a fashion sense and outside of a pub (or rave) context.

[2002 – at a birthday funktion]

I mainly bobbed my head to the off-beat.. so simple… who would’ve thought? I only taught myself actual dance steps over a decade later because I wanted to learn the Melbourne Shuffle. But the best place for me to go on a date was a nightclub… for sure.

A guitarist buddy Kiran told me on MSN messenger that the key there is having detachment. Good guy too and amazing player with some type of Shakti thing happening.

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That Eclectic Ladyland show was in 2004 at Dizzy’s and was a follow-up to the Human Interest album launch there.

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The venue had a Friday jam session and it was easy to meet people. I also met keyboardist Adam Rudegeair who spins Black Wax on PBS and Harry before The Cat Empire became an empire. I actually took a guest spot on Rasta Radio on PBS in 1997 with Sinatro. Oddly enough, I found myself starting a reggae band after playing in Skaface, and the promoter shuffled me upstairs to meet him.

A couple of other Rasta guys also came in for an interview and I didn’t understand a word they were saying as they sat across from me. There was an interesting scent around too.

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I was answering the phone to ascended listeners and playing my Songs of Freedom box set as well. Then, almost 20 years later I was playing reggae on the streets of Zion with Yoha and listening to his songs of freedom.

Sophian Guitar/Singing - Redemption Song

I got into RnB by listening to PBS every Tuesday and Saturday and 1994 was just Da Bomb in terms of tasty beats but I didn’t know anyone that was into it as well.

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Taste Your Love- Horace Brown

Eventually, I wound up at an RnB night at the Warehouse/Salt to see it all for myself. It was so gnarly. I got so much female attention. I was probably the only white guy there.

Intro to WKD 97-98

Anyway, I had posted pics of Kiran on Groovetip with a female companion and I ended up having to take them down because I’m pretty sure it caused a female ex of his a lot of stress, and subsequently him. I’d have to double check. Anyway, best of luck to Mieke and her family. Having Facebook around back then and much cheaper digital cameras would’ve helped.

I read in the Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle some years after its release in 1997 that females have a very active “pain body” from millennia of rape and abuse by men, and it’s very difficult for them (and their men) to work through, but they should.

“Apart from her personal pain-body, every woman has her share in what could be described as the collective female pain-body — unless she is fully conscious. This consists of accumulated pain suffered by women partly through male subjugation of the female, through slavery, exploitation, rape, childbirth, child loss, and so on, over thousands of years. The emotional or physical pain that for many women precedes and coincides with the menstrual flow is the pain-body in its collective aspect that awakens from its dormancy at that time, although it can be triggered at other times too. It restricts the free flow of life energy through the body, of which menstruation is a physical expression. Let’s dwell on this for a moment and see how it can become an opportunity for enlightenment.” – P158

So a year or two later after speaking with Hooper, by chance she walked passed me by herself on the footpath and looked at me, smiling away. I was living and working in that area at the time.

I think she had a boyfriend at that point, so live without it… like the rest of Australia! Lucky her!
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* totally random

Freak Motel Motel Freak (2023 + 1993 ++)

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Laroye – People Out There You Gotta Do Whatcha Wanna Do (2023)

related: I Was Sexually Abused as a Male Model (June, 2021)

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It must have been Supra (1987 + 2020)

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hue_man girl (2014 + 2023)
hue_man girl V2 (2014 + 2023)

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Bottom Your Love (2023 + 1994)

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Man on a mission
I see no competition
And I mind my business
God is my witness

Someone’s Going to the Titan Moon (2000 + 2023)

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I Wanna Bitchin’ Summer (1991 + 2023)
Rust Times (1997 + 2023)

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Wallies SA - Burn Amapiano Remix

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Numb Issues (1993 + 2023)

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Hook Me More (1994 + 2023)

11)  WebP

Worry in its Happy Place (1988 + 2000 + 2014 + 2017 + 2023)

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Felix Back (2010 + 2023)

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Always Blush With You (2004 + 2013)
Vision of Girl (1990 + 1995)
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If nothing else, free the Left Hand!

Independence can be a way of life too.

(last updated: 4 July 2025)

[Summer – Rainbow beach]

After starting drums in 1991 with teacher Andrew Smith, right after quitting many years of piano lessons, I played in the awesome Wesley Big Band from mid-1994 until early 1996 when I left due to time pressures. Big Band people also had to play in the Concert Band as a rule.

Also, in 1994, my mum bought a:

  • Yamaha Vinnie Colaiuta 14×4.5″ signature snare
  • Paiste 15″ signature fast crash
  • Paiste 13″ signature sound edge hi-hats
  • Zildjian 17″ K dark medium-thin crash

from Manny’s Music in NYC that were all shipped back to Melbourne. Bar Mitzvah money put to good use.  Yet I ended up selling them all except the snare which I play to this day (2025.)

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The Paiste crash was incredible but the hats were awful. It was a punt – the gear was selected from reading magazines. Even my Pearl Masters kit in 1995 was selected by magazines.

I ended up with two tom-toms of the same depth and only a 2″ difference in diameter just like Vinnie’s:

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Yet, I think this was a great result as the 10″ power tom sounds reasonably different to the 12″ standard tom and the difference is easy on the ear. Both the guy at the shop and my drum teacher were unnerved with the sizings – was the 16″ x 20″ bass drum really too large for jazz and too small for a rock show?

[ 27 May 2022 ]

Surely, it can be tuned up or down? Yet, decades later, the 14″ floor tom and bass drum have ended up complimenting the 2015 stand-mounted Jinbao bass-drum.

[drums switcheroo + first play] Dirty Diana (1987 + 2020)

I also had a Sabian 20″ HH medium-thin ride (below left) carried over from a few years earlier which was eventually replaced by a 20″ K Heavy.

So I used this gear in the school band competition and we won equal-first (below-left.)

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In November 2018 I remember going into a drum store and trying out the cymbals and realizing within a couple of strokes whether I liked the sound or not, but back then I didn’t really know what I wanted or what I liked.

Get to Sticks (1992 + 2018)

It’s the same with fashion – one look and it’s either on or it’s not – although it was never like that growing up.

In Big Band, Simon played drums before me and set a really “nasty” precedent for me to follow after himself and a number of members left after the band’s Montreux performance in mid-1994. I also saw him play at a Battle of the Bands at the Lauriston Fair and he would’ve been best off playing under Maurice White than anyone else.

I played in the 1997 BotB and ended up dropping a stick after cramping up, and it was a shameful moment for me… wow, that had never happened before. We’d rehearsed at my house too and I was doing a lot of the schlepping and all the carrying of amps took its toll. It was for first-time rockstar vocalist Hezza and in front of a lot of girls.

I am pretty sure Simon was playing drums that day in his band Polyester.


[same school, Out Loud in 2014]

It was such a failure on my part, I think I ended up playing with one cramped forearm for two songs (the other arm was incapacitated.) I barely even knew what a cramp was. It’s like “What the fuck is wrong with my arms!?” For Hezza, this was at a time when being on stage with a rock band was the equivalent of having a new IG account with thousands of new followers.

I really should’ve yelled out to the other band members for timeout. “Sorry peeps, the drummer can’t play anymore. Well he never really could to begin with either. Did you hear about the drummer who finished high school? Me neither.”

Hezza had such high hopes and it all ended up a train wreck of emotion. I saw him years later in the city at night with his friend and things weren’t the same. We were once such jovial pals.

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Trumpeter Ollie T along with Ben, James and Zoe (all above) were playing with me in Ska band Skaface at the time (1996.) Bas and Eden also played in it and there should be a recording from Bakehouse studios floating around somewhere.

I left Big Band in Yr 12, because it was taking too much time – really it was the setting up and packing away of the drums at rehearsals twice weekly which was the deal-breaker. I may have also had fatigue issues regardless because I quit Karate in 1996 too. Jewish Big Band drummer Buddy Rich also did Karate from 48 onward, but looking at his hunch, I think he would’ve been better off with Yoga. And with Big Band a thing of the past, so was Concert Band and I must’ve freed up about 8 hours of my week.

If I am to look back with complete honesty, I suspect my health took a hit from vxccines taken for an 89/90 trip to India – Hep A, Hep B (x 3) and Meningitis.

[ above right – all shot-up with Mr Patel in Ahmedabad at his quarry that he repopulated with wildlife after its end-of-life. In that social group, I talked science with someone. 7 years later, high school physics was my best result. Magic. ]

[ A year or two later: Mr Patel again with Satyajeet (with dogs) (Darbar Shri Satyajeet kumar Shivraj khachar of Jasdan) for his royal arranged marriage. ]

I think Patel was an engineer and I met Satyajeet very, very briefly. My grandfather Oskar knew Shivraj – Satyajeet’s father.

And today new borns are given Hepatitis B shots – all ready for a trip to India!?

So that toxicity was seemingly rectified about 12 years later due to an “energetic-cleansing” type experience.

Also, I had received 4 very large mercury/amalgam fillings from a young age and those off-gassing could’ve also caused problems. Another problem could have been the fluorescent desk lamp (near Hendrix poster, pic further down.) I’ve heard someone say that the lamps dislodge mercury in the body, and of course contain a small amount of it too.

So it’s worth noting that Pranic healing deals with healing on the subtle level before it manifests in the physical hence the expression “real-eyes realize real-lies.” Autobiography of a Yogi spoke about this.

I am not so won over by vxccines because:

  • Weren’t these nasty diseases on their way out anyway due to advances in hygiene? (the Big Kahuna question)
  • Do they actually work?
  • Are they really needed?
  • Why don’t all unvaccinated children drop dead before age 30?
  • Who’s funding the studies?
  • Are there liability exemptions?
  • Is there a profit-motive somewhere?
  • What’s the track record of governments working against the governed?
  • Are they part of binary weapons systems, eg cell-phone towers, body scanners, smart meters?
  • Are there other alterior motives?
  • Have they been mis-named (just like Israel)?
  • Is there full transparency in the production process?
  • On a purely physical level, aren’t nanometals and synthetic biology the enemies of health? Do vaccines add to that?
  • With heavy metals, one can expect parasites to co-exist with them, right? And with that comes biofilms, sludge and brain fog.

Vxccines are no substitute to raising the vibration and that can come through relaxation and flow-states. That’s fine, but what if it takes monthly colon hydrotherapy, lymphatic drainage and ozone sessions to get to that point? Medical students don’t even write a single essay in 5/6 years of study. Only short-answers. After that, they’re worked to the ground so they don’t or can’t think critically. The overwork/underpayment culture is done purposely to remove undesirable mindsets from the system. What am I missing? Probabaly a lot.

Was the late Susan Wojcicki targetted due to c19/vxccine censorship?

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If so, it’s strange to see a “bottom-up” hit – usually it’s done to the small guy for going against the prevailing winds of the industry associations and their consensus before they get traction. As Buddy Rich said:

“I used to think of myself as a tough guy. Looking back now, I wonder what’s so great about being a tough guy.” – src

So I may well have gotten fatigue, but at least I wasn’t paralyzed. I think the fatigue started to happen when more cell phone towers went up later into the 90’s and my learning ability was also hampered – but I had so much to spare, it wasn’t really noticeable from the exterior. But it may have had something to do with my amalgam fillings.

It may be worth noting that at about 6 years old in primary school, myself and all my classmates had to provide cheek swabs for some woman that came through the school. I didn’t mind – I was thrilled that she wasn’t giving us all injections.

We were also IQ-tested a year or two later, and then tested again for the propensity to disassociate as mentioned here.

Sports day was so much more straightforward, even in black shoes.

[ mid-80s, KDS, original Kooyong Rd campus | 2022 ]

Looking back, perhaps having my DNA stored somewhere unbeknownst to me was/is just as dangerous as being turned over to a possible mind-control/transgendering process to serve the beast system. Or is there a clone of me somewhere from whom I can extract something later in life?

So a human clone planet is mentioned in Ormus King 2:

and intergalactic assasinations and human replacements in Ormus King 7 whereby “humans are controlled and dominated from a far-off planet for their eventual replacement by a reptilian alien cult that hijack Earth’s technology systems.”

[March, 2021]

Anyway, there was another recording with myself, Zev, Eden and Matho done at Metropolis that I wish I still had from 1996. We got free recording time and Zev and Eden came up with a track on the spot that day. I think it was called Debowana …give me some water… It sounded a lot like Big Mistake from 1997.

Natalie Imbruglia - Big Mistake Live on Channel 5 UK

We also did a cover of Fire. I ended up giving the caseette tape to Matho at a house party one night. I should’ve given it to a venue – that really was a big mistake yet he would’ve been out of the country for the next year or two anyway so that would’ve been of no consequence. Matho wasn’t even a trained singer but sounded great. I don’t think his heart was in it.

The whole session was done to help audio engineering students and my brother put me onto “Goldsmith” who was looking for a band.

It took 3 phone calls to initially reach Matho, and that would be my 2nd last. Matho knew deep down that he wouldn’t see past his 27th birthday if anything came of the band and just wanted to dodge a bullet. Well I highly, highly doubt that… maybe me though?

So I did vaguely know one fellow Harry who died at 27 who has IG embeds on this blog.

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He may well have been following this blog leading up to his death, not sure, and none of those names above are on my FB or YT followers lists – are they super-fans or beast-system-leeches? It’s God or the devil, baby!

ANTIBOY - Devil (Official Video)

Harry had some really good insights to share, and it was/is so sad to see him leave so soon although I recently read an interesting quote: “Death is but a horizon, and a horizon is just a limitation of our view.”

He passed away at dwelling purposely setup by his family for detoxing, which is sad but I don’t know the finer details. In any case, still a great loss. His last tweet was so positive.

So back to Metropolis, not sure how happy Eden was playing bass, and Zev might’ve been wanting to sing too. Goldsmith loved the music. The biggest “close but no cigar ” moment ever.

I couldn’t think of a name for the band. Spartacus came up with “Interstellar Overdrive” for another band that had Eden in it. A year later and things may have worked out as long as we owned our masters and I would’ve been able to get a website (with MP3s) and email list going pretty quickly – even in 1997. I probably would’ve ended up hiring a drummer and played percussion or done drum programming. Maybe Zev and Eden wanted to be writing for their own groups.

So back at school, I got along well with the conductor, the late Mr Lee (not everyone did) and he was also the music school head.

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Lee sold musical instruments to students so that was pretty shrewd of him to leverage his position like that.

He played alto sax and I once lent him my Sinatra at the Sands CD that I purchased from Greville Records but I never saw it again – perhaps it flew away! In fact, the shop was up the road from my school and in uniform, I asked the shopkeeper (owner too?) what the best big band CD was and he gave me that one. I also asked for a funk tip and he gave me Curtis.

Curtis Mayfield - Curtis -1970 -FULL ALBUM

He was impressed – so was I!

Then ~10 years later I was back there with Mr Petrie asking him if he wanted to sign up to Moshtix. He was more nervous than anything, but I wasn’t! He was like “come back to me last.” He wasn’t in the ticketing business, it was a complimentary good (like the Moshcard) and it brought new people into the store.

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Petrie was really excited about this swipe card for venue entry – he envisaged it becoming a discount and customizable card for the younger generation – many of whom didn’t even have credit cards. People could’ve been sent MP3s after buying a ticket or had a collection of music attached to it.

Facebook turned down their initial acquisition offer from Yahoo in 2006, and I think Moshtix could’ve pushed off News Corp too. That’s easy to say looking back, and I wasn’t in contact with Petrie in 2008, but the word “Mosh” limited the ticketing scope to music, right? I know there was a cinema using the site at the time.

Wherever there is power, money easily follows, and the power is at the enabling interface between disparate groups or systems that need/use each other. So much money at the interface between yarn and skin. If I owned a newspaper, I’d look at buying a timber plantation, paper plant and a recycling business – keiretsu. If American companies merged with each other, they wouldn’t need such high tariffs, right? I have no idea.

I am not sure if Greville Records were one of Moshtix’s early retail sign-ons where people could buy a ticket and add it to their Moshcard. By mid-2005 Moshtix hadn’t listed their Melbourne outlets online:

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Greville Records were with OzTix by 2008, though:

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But I remember seeing GR on Moshtix at one point. Or did I? Weird. Maybe they switched over to OzTix after the 2007 Moshtix acquisition and didn’t want to associate with Big Business. Perhaps Greville Records gave the ticketer a “cool factor” that lead to greater success in Melbourne, after Sydney, and leading to the rest of Australia as a result. I have no idea.

[ Note Hendrix poster bottom left – from Greville Records ]

By mid-2005, three Melbourne venues already signed-on to use Moshtix were Bennetts Lane, The Corner and The Metro. We met those on-site and a bunch more including HiFi Bar where I came face-to-face again with Kiran (not Haslam) who I hadn’t seen since the school Big Band where he had sung. Petrie was in the dark about Melbourne’s music scene. How much did he like music? Did it really matter anyway? Kiran ended up building out HiFi’s own ticketing system but I’d have to double-check on it.
Getting Metro on board was a big win after Mr Petrie and I initially met Alistair and Anna at the venue in early 2004.

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@dannysrants Do you remember Metro Nightclub? #nightclubs #nightclub #melbourne #nightlife #clubbing #promoter #security #clubs #metro #nostalgic #throwback #rememberwhen ♬ original sound – DannyRants

Alistair, at the opposite end of a large table was like: “who’s liable if the system breaks down on the night.”
Hamish was like: “it’s never failed yet.”
Alistair: “well what happens if it does?”
Hamish: “uhmm, yes…. well…”

[ 2003 ]

It was a raw meeting as we ran through the contract and no one had even yet been short-changed. Anna in the side-office was like: “if you really want to sell a lot of tickets you either need a great act or the cool-crowd present.” Nailed it. They might’ve thought we were uncool. But when I was 13 in the early 90’s, a bunch of us had free entry into TIME underage on Saturdays there at Metro. Someone thought we were cool.

The music could be really upfront, as social media was absent and people were wanting to get accelerated attraction with “randoms.” Little by way of cyber-checkin’.

Well, that’s one theory I read anyway. Also, is it just me or did people actually look physically different back then, like DNA was of a different quality? Less autism too. My brother had a Q-Bar medallion around a decade later… so roll up anytime and then straight in.

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But Bennetts Lane was the first sign-on, and they got on board pretty soon after the first meeting using their new “tickets direct” page and the chap told us the frequent ticket queues stretching down the lane were a real problem and that’s why he wanted to sign up so badly.

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Who said jazz heads were stuck in the past? More like stuck in a lane!

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In the end, friendships, commission, equity or a wage, nothing really eventuated from Moshtix. Yet due to my newly acquired hearing issues, I think it would’ve been a nightmare getting into the live music scene during 2004 and beyond. Imagine troubleshooting a swipe reader or being invited to late-night drinks and wanting to leave after 1 minute. Free the legs. At least all my Groovetip work paid off… for others! I’d have to settle with karma points and a good story! The whole “kiss up, kick down” mentality and vying to become an apex predator ultimately never works in a co-operative universe.

Mr Petrie went on to build Taxi-app ingogo, but from my understanding was ejected by the investors 7.5 years in, and the app has since shut down without an exit. We had some good conversations and he was talking about taxis and standing desks even back in Sydney.

Real Life - Send Me An Angel '89

Anyway, Sonny Payne – killer drummer. “He was Frank Sinatra’s personal drummer for all of the singer’s live appearances with Count Basie and his big band in 1964 and 1965 and 1966; in fact, whenever Sinatra sang with Basie in the 1960s, Payne was the drummer.” – src

A band is never better than its drummer and Frank knew it.

Frank Sinatra - Luck Be A Lady

The Chairman of the Board backed-up by the drummer. Interestingly, Andrew left me a heap of jazz records and I still have them to this day.

But reading the Mile Davis autobiography during that time – great read – really helped me put Jazz into perspective.

Following on from this, it wasn’t really that cool to be in a Big Band and the drumming is quite challenging – anticipating all the band lines. And in the Big Band, I never really dialled into the importance of “double-stroke roll triplets” until many years later – crucial for jazz playing. It’s a type of poly-rhythm that can really empower a drummer to put all their rudiments into a triplet feel. And that’s what life is all about – seeing the normal things through new lenses!

Also, the “Rock and Roll” style is about switching from straight-ahead grooves to these triplet fills. Going from rock to roll. Think Bonham.

I play a triplet at 45 secs:

[switcheroo drums] Bon Jovi - Blaze of Glory (1990 + 2020)

School uniforms aside, Angus Young has said he even likes the beats slightly swung, not just the fills.

So around 1996 I saw Julian Joseph at The Continental Cafe in Greville Street with Charlie (see below.) After the show, the drummer Mark told me that to be a good funk player it really helps to be a good jazz player in order to free up the left hand.

Mark Mondesir Drum Lessons: You only need 7 Rudiments!! - Heavy Groovin! #drummerworld

My goal is to have it to the point where it almost needs to be attached with a leash!

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related:

Fretless bass player Charlie on the right:

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www.vinniecolaiuta.com/Interviews/ModernDrummer1993
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1994: Toby is Dead. Long live Toby.

I never saw him in his final days but I did get a last good-bye.

(last updated: 7 March 2025)

In 1994, I made the film “Toby is dead” with our Border Collie for media class and it was shown to the class for inspiration.

I used all the tricks he knew and completed the film without editing as a string of one-shot takes where he walks around Como park, swims in the Yarra River, crosses the road, passes a beer bottle and cruises around until he finally makes it home to be greeted by my mum at the end of the hallway!

While that film is now lost, there is a short snippet of Toby here (at 0.13) that I filmed in 1989:

"I wanna kissy... " (1989)

Toby did die within a year when we were on a trip to Bali in early 1995.

I must’ve had a premonition about it as he looked to be slowing down and seemed more tired, and that’s why I called the film ‘Toby is Dead.’ But perhaps I was mentally preparing for him dying, due to my memory of Cocoa. He was in the same litter.

In Bali, he was being looked after by my grandparents by the sea and he was sick when we left him.

"Is there something wrong with Toby" [1995]

So it was a bittersweet holiday, that’s for sure, with the regular phone updates from my grandfather.

Prior to us leaving, we thought he would recover. The diagnosis was vague.

Like with Desmond…

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…I never saw him in his final hours. Perhaps he would have wanted it that way.

However, the local vet kept the corpse and after arriving home from Bali, Toby M (the musician, not the dog) and I dug a grave for him in the front garden behind the fence. The vet came over and put the corpse into the grave and the pair covered him in lime. (see T below)

At that moment, I was waiting near the house because I didn’t want to see the dead body due to my distress. When the vet left, Toby M and I filled the grave. The vet said he probably had stomach cancer and at the time we put it down to him drinking Yarra River water when he went for a swim as he splashed around. He looked to be snapping away at the splashes he made.

And Last Good-bye came out around that time too. But it never made it onto the soundtrack.

Jeff Buckley - Last Goodbye | 120 Minutes | MTV | New York | 1/10/1995

Maybe Toby heard the song too.
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