Reviews

Love in modern times

by Cellobella on Friday, April 13, 2007

Just saw the photos of my imaginary friend’s wedding and they are lovely – makes me feel all soft and gooey inside. Awwwww. :)

It’s been a week for romance – not that I’ve been getting any with Groover “on location” – another friend announced her engagement this week. She proposed. By post-it note. Now that has to be original doesn’t it?

It was one of those electronic post-it notes and she left it up on her shared computer at home. You know, the will you do me the honour… I’m serious! kind of note.

Anyway eventually, after some prompting he turned the computer on and said yes. Love in the electronic age. Interestingly I wouldn’t have picked an electronic proposal from that couple… they just don’t seem geeky enough! :)

She is so happy and it lifted my week to see her so.

In other news, I’m playing in the mixed teams again. Again with The Physicist but this time with another pair. So far 2 draws and we’re ahead half-way through the third match. And speaking of The Physicist – he is starring in The Einstein Factor this Sunday night. His chosen topic – the works of Mahler. Yes, I know all the famous people dahling…

One more day and I’m on a week’s holiday… heaven.

Pick up lines

by Cellobella on Thursday, March 29, 2007

Groover was reading this book the other day “The Game: Penetrating the Secret Society of Pickup Artists.” Not sure why he felt the need really but anyhoo…

In the book apparently anything at all can be a pick-up line, even the line – Do you floss first or brush first? It doesn’t matter really what it is as long as “you’re not making someone uncomfortable or hitting on them too soon.” Or at least that’s what the author Neil Strauss says.

I guess – unless your target has really bad teeth – it’s a fairly safe subject.

For the record – I floss first.

World Map in Book Form

by Cellobella on Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Larrikin found this site – which I think is really interesting. As you would expect Europe and the US are heavily populated, but so is the sub-continent – the surprise for me was that Asia was pretty bare. Which suggests that the programmer didn’t have access to Chinese publications.

Australia, particularly Western Australia is also pretty bare – but somehow I don’t think we have the same excuse!

If a tree falls in a forest…

by Cellobella on Thursday, March 1, 2007

Last weekend I was asked to chair two sessions at the Words and Ideas Festival – part of PIAF. I’m usually pretty nervous about these things but as you know I love reading so the chance to score a pile of books and be *forced* to read for *work* seemed my kind of heaven.

Originally I was booked to do a session on Biographies – I was a bit disappointed when it was cancelled but in a way relieved because frankly, biography ain’t my thang. It was serendipity (my daughter’s current favourite word). Instead I ended up with crime fiction – how to maintain the suspense and young adult fiction. How lucky am I? I love crime fiction and I have two small people who are just getting into YA fiction. Bliss.

We had a bit of email correspondence between the panellists pre-conference which was helpful in working out how to run the sessions. My philosophy about the Words and Ideas conference is that there needs to be interaction between the authors on stage and the audience because the “art” of writing is the harmonic that is created when the work is read.

It’s the same with the visual arts – which is usually presented without explanation for the viewer to interpret. The reader takes the words – and interprets them from their own frame of reference, set of assumptions and life experience.

The joy for me in talking with authors is to discover whether my interpretation matches theirs to some degree.

Sometimes you notice how beautifully the words are written on the page – ‘good writing’ – but for me the best writing is when I don’t notice the construction of a sentence. Although having said that I do love it when a writer employs a particularly fine phrase.

For example, I’m reading Zoe Heller’s book Notes on a Scandal at the moment and she described the teachers in the staff room as slumping “slack shouldered” – what a great descriptive phrase.

The books I got to read for the Crime Writer’s forum were ‘The Resurrectionist’ by James Bradley – a grisly tale of a young anatomist at the turn of the last century, Michael White’s ‘Equinox’ – which links Newton with a modern murder – very gross scenes – and Louise Welsh’s book ‘The Bullet Trick’ – the tale of a flawed conjurer.

Of the three I enjoyed – and perhaps that’s not the right word – The Resurrectionist best. The writing was superior IMHO and even though the subject matter was challenging :) . The thing with good writing is that you feel good that you’ve read it – does that make sense? You might have enjoyed Dan Brown’s Da Vinci Code, but you don’t get that literary high of reading really good writing from it… or at least that’s how I felt.

Equinox was the easist to read – but not challenging – and I found the premise a bit far fetched. The Bullet Trick was the least engaging for me, but not hard to read, just hard to keep reading.

In the Young Adult section I had Garry Disher, Kate McCaffrey and Julia Lawrinson. Of these I found Kate’s and Garry’s books the most engaging – Garry is the more literary of the two I suppose but Kate’s issue of Cyberbullying was on the money. Julia’s book Bye Beautiful I didn’t get into as much but I do like some of her other books and in fact bought one of her younger novels for my girl. We had a lively discussion and the audience were great.

Of both sessions the most interesting point for me was when we started discussing whether or not people write to be read. My feeling is that they must. As I do I suppose with this blog. Would I write all this down if I didn’t think you, dear internet, might read it or at least skim it and perhaps add your two cents worth at the end? No I would not. I’m honest enough to realise that to have even just an audience of one makes it worth my while to spend a few minutes blogging every day. Sure, in the end there are benefits for me. My writing improves glacially, and I have a record of the last four years of my life.

But in the end – it’s all about you – the reader. For if you don’t read it – or if the possibility doesn’t exist for you to read it – does it make a sound?

Keating!

by Cellobella on Wednesday, February 28, 2007

If you can beg borrow or steal tickets to Keating! on at the Octagon as part of the Perth International Arts Festival – go and see it.

Clever, outrageously pro-Keating, hilarious, naughty – the singing is fantastic, the music varied, the atmosphere great. I loved it. Here’s what they say:

Share in the heady rise, tempestuous reign and tragic fall of the Placido Domingo of Australian politics. GASP! as Hawke ignores the Kirribilli agreement! THRILL! as Prime Minister Keating sticks it to the drones opposite! CHEER! as he wins the sweetest victory of all! HISS! as the evil Howard betrays his colleagues in his thirst for power! SCOFF! at the blatant historical revisionism!

I’m not sure what Alexander Downer thought, but I thought it was great.

The musical took us from Paul Keating’s first leadership challenge of Bob Hawke through to his last election and included songs capturing things like his Redfern Speech of 1983, the Mabo decision, the 1983 Election featuring Kerry O’Brien… not to mention a tender love duet between Cheryl Kernot and Gareth Evans. Sigh.

Would you have loved Keating if you were a staunch Liberal voter? I was sitting next to one and he said yes.

The shame of it is that it will never travel overseas – maybe they could do a musical about someone more universally known like… Clinton! They’d have some material to work with there!

Bibliotravel

by Cellobella on Sunday, February 25, 2007

I loved this site! (And thanks to Meish for the link)

It’s something I do anyway – seek out books that talk about places when I visit them. Usually I find them after I’ve been there which is irritating. Sometimes I plan trips around places I’ve read about – Jane Austen got me to Bath for example. I read Pompeii by Robert Harris in Pompeii, Leon Uris’s Agony and Ecstasy in Florence (about Michelangelo), Miss Garnet’s Angel by Salley Vickers took me to Venice and on it goes.

Bibliotravel is undersubscribed at the moment and needs your input. So if you’ve read a great novel set in a certain place – sign up (it’s free) and add to it… so that I can come along next time I travel and read your recommendations…

Yes, once again, it’s all about me!

Book Slam

by Cellobella on Friday, February 23, 2007

Tonight went to see Book Slam, part of PIAF and the brainchild of Patrick Neate.

Book Slam heads down under for the first time to humbly hand over the ashes of English literature. We will be joined for the ceremony by: -
- ANTHONY SWOFFORD, author of Jarhead and now Exit A
- Award-winning poet SAMUEL WAGAN WATSON. Renowned for his humour and wry take on contemporary urban life (Brisbane News)
- Plus, singer-songwriter FELICITY GROOM and DJ BEN TAAFFE of the mighty Underground Solution radio show. [all of that from the Book Slam website]

It was packed upstairs at the Leederville Hotel, a seedy, shabby old fashioned hotel, the kind you might find in a country town. The stage was small, the lights too bright for some of the readers, the audience attentive and prepared for something new.

Now the deal with Book Slam is that Patrick Neate and his mate Ben (from everything but the girl – incidentally one of my old faves), decided that book readings in libraries and cafes were BOR-RING so why not have one in a pub. And because most people seem to have the attention span of a gnat – and besides want to talk to their mates as well as be inspired – why not offer literary excellence in bite-sized pieces? Good idea?

The first author was pretty good I thought. Tony writes action thrillers I think with a US Marine flavour – if you get what I mean – I’ve not read any of his books but he read about ten minutes from his latest and that was the feel I got from it. I don’t mind action thrillers with a US flavour. He read it well. I thought – yeah okay.

Then after a break we met Sam Wagen Watson, a poet from Brisbane. He read four of his poems. My favourite I think was White Stucco Dreaming. I thought he was brilliant. Funny, compassionate, great writing. I bought the book as you do.

A couple of phrases from his book “Smoke Encrypted Whispers”. (This is for you travellers out there)

a pre-flight environment stirring
to the waking groans of a cappucino-making slave
and an honour guard assembled for the dearly departing;

I just love that dearly departing phrase…. and this from “white stucco dreaming”

front yards studded with old black tyres
that became mutant swans overnight
attacked with a cane knife and a bad white paint job

He was really good. And afterwards I asked him to sign my copy and he was really sweet about it.

Then came Felicity Groom who was wearing a fabulous red and black frock, strapless, lacy underskirt, fishnet socks to just under her knee and a guitar. She’s a local girl and sings rather depressing songs IMHO. After she started the fifth (which didn’t sound much different to the first four) I’m afraid I left. Hey I have to work tomorrow… er today!

Anyway it was quite a good night – if I’d got there early enough for a booth we might have stayed longer… or if Felicity hadn’t done such a long set… who knows. In the meantime I’m the richer for being exposed to Sam’s poetry.

Oh and I had better review The Trouble With Don which I saw last night at The Blue Room. What can I say? He was funny – I laughed out loud. Unashamedly West Australian references which I thought were hilarious. Especially all the school references. It’s a cheap night out at the theatre and the intimate atmosphere of venue will charm you.

Book Magazine Book – it’s arrived!

by Cellobella on Thursday, February 22, 2007 · 2 comments

my book

My Book Magazine Book has arrived! It was a little… er… smaller than I thought it would be and so is a little more of a challenge! The photo doesn’t really tell you how small – 6cm x 4cm! Let me know if you’d like me to send it to you once I’m done.

Of course the good thing is that small could also mean less work and it’s a whole heap cheaper to post! :)

If I were a rich man….

by Cellobella on Tuesday, February 20, 2007

I probably wouldn’t still be singing for my supper at the age of 70… so perhaps the years haven’t been so financially kind to him as they might… still if that’s the case it is our gain for I think Topol has probably grown into the role he has made famous.

 Topol in Fiddler on the Roof

I took my MIL to see Fiddler on the Roof tonight at the Burswood. I love musicals. I love the hammy acting, the contrived plots, the singing and the dancing. And I loved Fiddler. It’s a pretty depressing story mind, but there is a certain joy contained within the sorry state of the protagonists.

I can’t imagine it without Topol though.

The only niggling thing for me was the Australian accents, shown up by Topol’s lovely Jewish sounding lilt. In particular the Rabbi – he had so few words – couldn’t he have done the accent?

Apart from that I was willing to take myself to pre-revolutionary Russia and Teyve’s world.

Wild Cursive

by Cellobella on Tuesday, February 20, 2007

I took A to see Wild Cursive last night – the world-renowned dance company Cloudgate from Taiwan.

Cloudgate

I have to admit to not enjoying it.  There, I’ve said it.  I know, I know it is high art and very good but it was too avant garde for me.  Give me a pretty costume or at the very least music.

The theme I understand was supposedly the way Chinese Calligraphy moves but to be honest I didn’t really see that.  I thought at one point they were going through the Earth, Wind, Fire and Water elements (those were the noises I heard in what passed for a soundtrack), ending with the sea, but apparently (according to the program) not.

Technically the dancers are very skilled but I’m afraid the performance left me cold and watching the time.