For the longest time, I have been a fan of the alt-country, no-depression band Wilco. I remember seeing an old videoclip where the band jump out of a small plane….playing their instruments….whilst in freefall! My immediate thought was how much I liked these funny jumpsuit-clad guys singing a song about being Outta Mind, Outta Sight as they hurtle to earth. I love their bittersweet lyrics wrapped in summery melodies and Jeff Tweedy’s sad voice. And they're not afraid of evolving - their recent albums represent a sonic and lyrical expansion. Bit too much noodling for mine, but kudos to the band for not remaining static. Lately, the ears have had a big bash of ‘Summerteeth’ and ‘Kicking Television: Live in Chicago’ - if only they would tour in the southern hemisphere soon!
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My lovely sibs presented me with a set of jewellery pliers for Christmas and I have been spending an inordinate amount of time at the bead shop. Although this fanaticism does not quite match the thrills of the Button Bar in Adelaide, I do enjoy looking at all those jars of beads, pretty glass and gorgeous resin-type beads. Who would these suit – too fancy? not fancy enough? And how would I put it together anyway?!
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So I have been listening to Wilco and creating little projects over the summer. All that practice at the microscope performing dissections has really helped with fiddly wire work!
My lovely sibs presented me with a set of jewellery pliers for Christmas and I have been spending an inordinate amount of time at the bead shop. Although this fanaticism does not quite match the thrills of the Button Bar in Adelaide, I do enjoy looking at all those jars of beads, pretty glass and gorgeous resin-type beads. Who would these suit – too fancy? not fancy enough? And how would I put it together anyway?!
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So I have been listening to Wilco and creating little projects over the summer. All that practice at the microscope performing dissections has really helped with fiddly wire work!
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