There’s a new addition to the Wellington skyline at the moment, in the form of the tall masts of the Rainbow Warrior III (they’re 50 metres high!). The purpose-built flagship of Greenpeace is currently moored in the Wellington harbour, and yesterday at lunchtime I took the opportunity to take a nosey on board to check out what this impressive ship had to offer and hear the environmental message it carries.
Posts tagged ‘Amsterdam’
As I walked along the waterfront this evening, I came across this quite random chalking. “The Weeknd” looked great in yellow chalk, along the side of whatever wharf shed this was. It reminded me of Pitch, and though we’ve already mentioned how great Jessie Ware, SBTRKT and Gui Boratto were, we’ve neglected the Weeknd.
I first came across The Weeknd (Abel Tesfaye) when I heard a song on an NPR broadcast (Public Radio is a good thing!). The song, House of Balloons, included a sample from the Siouxsie and the Banshees song Happy House. The guitar was slowed right down, but I recognised it right away – a remnant from my mis-spent youth, appropriated from the mis-spent youth of the generation before me. I have, since then, become completely hooked.
I was lucky enough to download his three mixtapes before the release of the album Trilogy, which includes remastered versions of the tapes*. If you weren’t, it’s probably worth getting. Because it’s a m a z i n g.
Our friend and her sister are also huge fans, and at Pitch, we were all stupendously excited to see how the music we loved converted into a live experience.
We were not disappointed. It was not a flawless performance, and at times, the live sound struggled to capture the layered richness of his recordings, whilst the vocal performance was at times a little pitchy. But Tesfaye has awesome stage presence, and he had the enthusiastic Dutch crowd thrashing about in front of the stage in ecstatic rhythm.
Photos by CIA & PJD, Pitch Festival, Westergasfabriek, Amsterdam, July 2012.
* Mixtapes seems like an awful misnomer in the age of digital music.
Photo by PJD, Amsterdam, 2010
As PJD wrote yesterday, the pace of everyday life is fairly fast. So much so, that sometimes we (you, me, us) don’t really stop to catch those little moments (momentjes) in time which are hidden, not immediately apparent and which take a little more time to notice. A few weeks ago, I was reminded of this, as we slowed the pace of life down and meandered, somewhat aimlessly, enjoying the sunshine, through the cobbled streets of Amsterdam. It seemed like the whole city was out that day, enjoying the beautiful warmth, and we were just three friends, among many, our chatter and laughter melding into that around us of strangers, as the minutes, hours passed lazily by. Somewhere along the way, we caught a glimpse of this beautiful doorway out of the corner of our eyes. We’d already walked past, even though our pace was slow, yet it was so lovely in the dappled mid-afternoon light, that we just had to turn back and take another look. We all had smiles on our faces, as we walked away again. Little moments in time, spent with special people really are life’s simplest joys. As we look towards embarking on a new adventure together, it’s comforting to know that so many splendid memories will be carried with us, and as we go, remembering to relish the little moments in time, wherever we may be.
Photo by CIA, Amsterdam, August 2012.
On our way home one night, we caught this picture. Some might say we made it, or took it. The particular verb is probably less important than the subject, which, given our current circumstances, feels apt. Everyday life?
Life is fast-paced, life is commuting, life is sometimes out of focus (and clarity is better seen in restrospect); life is changing, everyday life is bright, exciting and dynamic.
And soon we will be moving away from here as surely as the tram which you can’t quite see in the picture.
Photo by PJD, Station Amsterdam Centraal, August 2012.
A few weeks back we had the chance to see Shabazz Palaces play live in Amsterdam. We were excited; since getting a copy of their most recent album Black Up, the sounds of Shabazz Palaces has been a go-to album over the past months. What made this concert even more exciting was the opportunity to see them play in a such small and gezellig venue which, as far as concert venues are concerned, can only really hold a handful of people. Pre-concert, the anticipation built; it was clear from the minimalistic stage set-up that we were going to cut straight to the main event (no support act here!).
Then, all of a sudden, the waiting was over, as this dynamic duo caught the waiting audience off-guard, making an entrance from the back of the club, playing instruments, sashaying their way through the small but dedicated crowd and up onto the stage. Read more
It sounds a bit like a joke. It isn’t a church anymore, but Paradiso is a fine concert venue. We were reminded that Boy & Bear were going to be back in the Netherlands by reading a post on another blog. It was Rabbit Song that convinced me at the end that this was a band worth paying attention to.
And we were not at all disappointed. The greatest highlight for us, from this Australian band, was the cover of Crowded House – a Kiwi-Aussie crossover point that had us captivated.
My camera work is very amateur, so maybe it’s better to close your eyes.
Filming by PJD at Paradiso, Amsterdam; yelling at the end, CIA. Also, special mention of the Canadian guy who wouldn’t shut up until I told him to stop being a dick – “oh great!”, he said in the middle of the song, “some Canadiana!”. Way not to be cool, man.