Friday, January 27, 2017

5 years...

You know those times when you keep thinking "I must finish that piece of work" or "I cant forget to do that thing"

5 years later and I am that person who remembered that I promised to keep a faithful record of my life and endeavors.

Reading back over the posts is amazing and weird. Half the stuff I've written about, I cant remember. I have a terrible memory. Its nice to have something to remind you of when life was different and I was different.

So what's changed, 5 years on? I still work in charities. But now I work in super senior roles and also sit on the Board of another charity. I started my own business and did consulting in Melbourne and Sydney. I've been successful and happy in my work, for the most part. My current gig is hard and exciting and new and challenging.

I met my person and we live together and share a life together. That's pretty awesome but its also pretty tough sometimes. Reading back on these posts - I loved being single and my own person and you do lose some of that when you shack up with someone else. I guess it gets replaced with other stuff that's good too. Just different.

I got a kitty - Ralph and he is just the greatest. I hug-squeeze him every day.

I've traveled more, to the US and Philippines in 2015 and Japan in 2016. Then I went crazy and quit my job in 2016 and went on a 3 month worldwide adventure, from Europe to Russia, and the Trans-Siberian express to Beijing, and from China to South East Asia for 6 weeks. Hashtag takemeback

I wonder if today's commitment to maintain this online diary will continue?


edit: my bio is pretty much exactly the same, so not that much has changed...
I live in Melbourne. I have a bunny called Harry. I like hanging out with my friends. I have heaps of DVDs. I like good food, wine and beer. I want to travel a lot more. I work for a charity... not a real charity though. I love music. And my name is Gemma. Very pleased to meet you.

Today: I live in Melbourne. I have a cat called Ralph. I like hanging out with my friends. I have heaps of DVDs in a box somewhere I never use or look at. I like good food, wine and beer. I want to travel a lot more. I work for a charity... a real charity. I love music. And my name is Gemma. Very pleased to meet you.


Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Harry Hardie

Well. Hello.

Its been too long. I promise not to neglect you so for the rest of this year. In my defense, 2011 was not great fun. Better than 2010, but not amazing.

And the year finished with me moving house (I hate moving house) and a series of hungover mornings after some crazy Christmas celebrations.

And then Harry got sick :(

Harry is my lovely and wonderful black dwarf lop bunny. He was born on January 29 in 2006 and came to live with me at 7 weeks old that following March. The runt of the litter, he had multiple health problems in his first year. I spent a fortune in vet bills, as bunnies are considered 'exotic pets' by most vet clinics.



I think he was the only bunny in the world to be allergic to hay - at one stage he couldn't go near the stuff without sneezing constantly and going mental. He did eventually grow out of that! And hay became a staple in his diet.

He spent the first couple of years of his life outside and inside - outside in a hutch when we were not home and then inside when we were. He was, of course, toilet trained, and usually well behaved (although several of our couches suffered on the odd occasion) however in rental properties and sharing with friends, he usually put a strain on households. Eventually around 4 years ago I moved into an apartment without an outside area or balcony and Harry moved inside with me. We've never looked back.


He became a full-time inside bunny, and a loving member of our family. Mum & Dad would look after him when I was away, but mostly he lived with me. I used to love coming home to him after a horrible day - pets really are good for the soul. And Harry would always settle down on my chest for a cuddle and a nose rub - he was quick to lick me if I wasn't paying enough attention to him and if I failed to respond to that he was even quicker to give me a bite to remind me who is boss!

Life as I knew it always contained a bit of Harry. I could never go for a drink after work as bunnies need feeding every 10 hours so I always had to head home. I could never crash on someones couch after a few drinks as Harry would be waiting at home for me. I couldn't go away on a trip or for the weekend without organising someone to look after him. The big one I never considered prior to getting Harry was that I could no longer live overseas. I had always wanted to live overseas again, but now this was not possible.


But despite those annoyances, Harry was the best. So curious and inquisitive, he'd be into anything if you left it alone long enough. one of my favorite memories is when he snuck into my sister's handbag and found an apple (one of his favorite foods), and ran off with the whole thing (the apple was about the size of his head) in his mouth! Once I found him on the couch eating some chocolate - he doesn't even like chocolate!

I used to lock him in the kitchen behind a baby door when I wasn't home and if I left him there too long after getting home from work, he would grab the door in his teeth and shake it until I opened it. And then if I dared to go out again after feeding him, he'd crack the shits when I got home again and hide under a table or turn his back on him. When he did that I'd sit on the floor and wait for him to come over and see what I was doing - then he'd get a nice pat and all would be forgiven!



Last year Harry went to stay with my folks just before I went to Meredith. He ended up staying there right up until Christmas - they'd not had him for a long time and I needed a break and with Christmas being so busy it made sense for him to stay there. After Christmas I ended up getting ready to move, so again it made sense for him to stay there until I'd moved into my new flat.

The day after I had moved I woke to a bunch of missed calls, text message and hysterical voicemails from my Mum. My sister came home from work and told me - something was wrong with Harry. He was really sick. I had to go right away, to Mum and Dad's place, an hour away. I later found out that Mum had filmed him on her phone on the way to the vet as she was sure he'd have to be put down and wanted me to see what he was like.

When I arrived he was being held by my brother. We couldn't put him down - he was semi paralysed and had lost his balance. He had developed head tilt, quite common in bunnies and although horrible to look at, manageable compared to his other problems.

A very long story short, we discovered he had developed clinical symptoms of e. cuniculi, a very common parasite for bunnies, but one that rarely presents symptoms. We don't know why it appeared suddenly in Harry one day. Despite the fact we didn't get the results until after he had died, we knew that was what was effecting him and treated him accordingly. He started on anitbiotics and other drugs straight away. We held him for around 36 hours straight, in shifts, thanks to my amazing family. I slept in blocks for 2 hours at a time, checking on him constantly

He got better for a few days but sadly passed away in the early hours of the morning on January 11, 2012. There is not much more you can really say, or explain. It was an awful time and I am still coming to terms with not having him around after 6 years.

But what an amazing bunny he was! I used to love watching him just laze around the house, jumping up every once in a while to clean his face and ears with his paws (cute), or flop down on his side when he was happy (ridiculously cute) or 'binky' around the house when he was ecstatic (crazy cute). He was pretty cute.

We buried him at Mum & Dad's property in a wonderful spot. We added a memorial paver this week. I think he'd be happy there.

Rest in peace Harry Hardie - the best bunny ever!

xo

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Muse December 2010

Few books in my life have had a more profound effect on me than George Orwell’s “Nineteen Eighty-Four”. I read it for the first time years ago and wasn’t able to sleep for a week afterwards. Having read it a few time since, I find that its one of the best books I’ve ever read, but also one of my least favourite. A hugely confronting read, I was apprehensive to say the least when I heard that Muse was releasing an album that was loosely themed around Nineteen Eighty-Four. Apprehensive, but not remotely surprised. With their already hysterical sound, I wasn’t sure how it would play out – but The Resistance is a good album. Not the best they’ve ever produced, but good. And most importantly, the music is big enough to carry the themes of hopelessness, mass control and surveillance. That creepy Big Brother feeling you carry with you for weeks after reading Nineteen Eighty-Four was perfectly conveyed at the Muse concert last night in Melbourne – at least when you could actually go beyond the screaming masses of 14 year of girls who got lost on their way to a Justin Beiber concert.



Having seen Muse many, many times (at least ten, but I think last night was thirteen for me) and given that I felt The Resistance was not their strongest material, I decided not to shell out $120 for a ticket to see them this time around. I had seen them at the start of the year at Big Day Out (their set was the only saving grace for an abysmal festival and day). As the concerts approached though, I quickly changed my mind and snapped up two tickets on eBay for $60 each. Bargain. And so I headed off to Rod Laver Arena to visit one of my favourite people – Matt Bellamy.

Here’s what they played
Uprising
Resistance
Newborn
Supermassive Black Hole
Bliss
Hysteria
Butterflies and Hurricanes
United States of Eurasia
Feeling Good
Undisclosed Desires
Time is Running Out
Starlight
Plug in Baby

Encore
Exogenesis: Symphony Part 1 (Overture)
Stockholm Syndrome
Knights of Cydonia

This was a solid set – although I felt for $120 a ticket (even though we didn’t pay that) they could have played for a bit longer. Given their back catalogue, and the fact that this was a very mainstream set, I though an hour and 40 minutes playing time was fairly poor. We would have liked to have seen a few more songs from Showbiz and Absolution. Last time I saw them they have played Cave, Apocalypse Please, The Small Print, Sober and Showbiz which are all amazing songs and would have been well received last night.

I guess now that they play stadiums they have to play to the crows which means they won’t play anything other than their singles. Sad face.

But now onto the good news.

Muse are a really, really good live band. Their stadium shows are amazing. Matt and Dom are really incredible, talented musicians in their own right. They wear amazing outfits! (last night Chris was wearing an orange stripy suit and Matt a shiny silver suit) They are lovely and love Melbourne. Matt plays a variety of interesting, custom made instruments.

They are really great.

It’s funny that a band who are so obviously left-wing (Matt once famously declaring that he thought Sept 11 was an ‘inside job’) have such a huge commercial following. We were surrounded by a real mix of fans – screaming 14 year old girls behind us (annoying) and older 30-somthings on either side. For the first time ever I was seated for the show – a new experience for me – and I think its indicative of how old I am getting that I sat there thinking to myself “Hmmm, this is very comfortable and oh my! What a great view! And no dickheads bumping into me… How nice”.

I was glad we were sitting as they bought their massive stage show with them – there was lots to look at. They opened the set with each band member sitting in giant towers. I could never describe it properly and my photos are awful, so I stole some from the world wide web. Spectacular.









As they moved to the floor after a few songs Matt jumped out and started charging around the stage in his silver suit looking like a tiny little spaceman. Very cute. Lots of knee kicks, playing the guitar behind his head and end-of-the-world wailing. Awesome. Each time I see Muse play, Matt’s vocal quality gets better and better – he can really sing. Amazing.

Highlights included the guitar during undisclosed desires (wiki: Manson guitars have made a guitar for Bellamy called the "Keytarcaster", it is a guitar with strings but no pickups and a two octave keyboard built into the body of the guitar), during which Dom also came to the front of the stage and played there. Also loved it when they released the inflatable balls as they usually do at the end of the set – they did so during Plug in Baby last night – but with a twist this time. The balls were actually huge, white eyeballs, which was a creepy nod towards the Orwellian themes that dictated the show.



I always love watching Matt play the piano solo in Butterflies and Hurricanes and last night he performed flawlessly as always. I took a video of it – it’s a bit fuzzy where those douchebags behind us were screaming, but ok I think!

video

The lighting and stage set up was incredible. I guess that’s the advantage of doing huge stadium shows that cost a fortune to go along to – you can do amazing things. I found the sound quality to be good – not amazing, but certainly not bad either. And considering some of the shows I’ve seen at Rod Laver, that was a good result.

Seeing Muse always leaves me feeling a bit weird the following day. I think the Absolution album probably takes me back to another time and place more strongly than any other piece of music I know. For me, it evokes a huge sense of belonging and self worth, and sends me away from the world in which I live to a whole other place. Last night delivered as usual for me – each song from Absolution made me feel more and more human (after a shit 2010 frankly) and watching them perform made me feel like I had come home in so many ways. Corny, but true. They are an amazing band.

I know they have a lot of haters, but you can’t deny that they are a hugely talented bunch of people who have found a winning formula, both commercially and musically. I understand the hysteria of their music is not for everyone, but if you can look past that you will see a mind-blowing act who will continue to define live music for many years to come.

Love Muse. Love life. xo

Monday, December 13, 2010

Meredith 2010!

Another Meredith, another awesome weekend. Over the years I have come to love Meredith like a third home (after Melbourne & London) and each year it delivers another set of good times, wonderful memories and incredible music.

To say I was excited to see Custard and Neil Finn is probably one of the biggest understatements of the year. I was EXCITED. However they didn't make an appearance until Saturday afternoon, so what else was happening before that?



For starters, for the first time ever, we were only half an hour late leaving St Kilda. Normally we end up getting into the Meredith line around 10am, but this year we were there at just after 9am with what felt like every single other ticket holder. I think the warnings of camps shut down and long waits to get in encouraged lots of people to come early, just like us. Oh well, the more the merrier. We ended up in a great camping spot and got set up.

PUTA MADRE BROTHERS opened the music on Friday afternoon. These guys were lots of fun! Great accents, great show and two of them were super cute. WIN.

JEFF THE BROTHERHOOD played later on in the night and we really good. Their sounds was totally raw - just the two of them (as someone commented to me, 'Not much of a Brotherhood eh?') and they fluctuated between early sounding Nirvana and Kings of Leon. The singer looked like a King of Leon too. The drummer was awesome though - he keep jumping up to yell into the microphone while he was playing. Fun times.

CLOUD CONTROL played a solid set with a few well known hits. They were fun, even though they looked like they were 12 years old. Did I mention I am getting old???

LITTLE RED played a fun fun FUN set at Meredith two years ago (the wet year - remember that one?) so I was looking forward to this set. Unfortunately they have caught the 'Eskimo Joe' syndrome and turned into massive douchebags (AKA I am too cool for school now that I've achieved some commercial success and despite this being a festival set I am going to play all the obscure shit off my new album). They played a grand total of ONE song (maybe two) from their hugely popular debut album. I was really disappointed that they didn't go for the hits.

C.W. STONEKING played a chilled out Saturday afternoon set. The majority of which was spent by me trying to work out where the hell his accent is from??! I thought he was Australian but now I am not so sure.

THE FALL made me feel like I was missing a vital ingredient in what was going on... I actually asked someone if they were taking the piss after the first song, but no sadly, that same weird yelling/screeching from the very odd singer continued for the rest of the set. I don't know that it's possible for him to look anymore bored than he did either - lighten up dude, you're playing Meredith! This was a shame because their drummer was super exciting to watch and the rest of the band were really solid. Ok, I just googled them and it all makes a bit more sense now, but I think most of what they had to offer was lost in translation...

CUSTARD was probably the most fun set of the weekend. They appeared in the weak sunshine on Saturday afternoon to a crowd of quite a few die-hard fans. Some of us sang along to every SINGLE SONG in a celebration of all that was good about the 1990s. The highlight for our group had to be the synchronised dancing and singing that went with "Hit Song" as well as the shimmy-ing during "Ringo". The guys seemed to have a good time to, telling us 'it was good to be back!'.

COMBO LA REVELACION provided the usual attempts at very white people to dance like the girls on stage with varying levels of success. Mainly unsuccessful on my part. But always fun!

NEIL FINN arrived in a sunshower of goodness to one excited little festival-goer (me!). Being a huge Finn Family Fan I was super exited to see Neil as I'd never seen a solo set and I really like both his solo albums. Unfortunately for me (but hooray for everyone else) he only played one song from his solo material ("She will have her way") as well as a few Finn Brothers songs and one Split Enz song (he opened with "One Step Ahead" and I was so excited that I had a little cry). He did end up playing some of his less known material too, but it was mainly a Crowded House singalong with all the family favorites including "Fall at Your Feet", "Better be Home Soon", "Don't Dream its Over" and "Distant Sun". Highlights for me were "One Step Ahead" and "Into Temptation", but he also did "Silent House" which was nice as their new material is hugely underrated. There was a lot of hand holding and hugging during his set and it was the most wonderful thing I've ever seen at Meredith.

SHARON JONES AND THE DAP-KINGS played to a hyped up crowd who were ready for a bit of a dance - and dance she did! How does she stay to upbeat for the whole show? I was exhausted just looking at her. But they were excellent and heaps of fun, despite the rain that arrived at the same time.

DIRTY THREE probably played for too long and have left me feeling that they were boring. Sorry. It was wet and cold.

We didn't last much longer after that. A speedy getaway after THOSE DARLINS on Sunday morning meant we made it back to Melbourne much earlier than usual at 3pm.

What a wonderful weekend. Meredith, how I love thee!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

October...

Sorry I am so bad a proper update everyone! I promise to put up some gig reviews soon. Or at least something more interesting than my mumblings.

Listening… to Neil Finn in expectation of an amazing Meredith weekend in December. Until then, my life is going to be crazy busy. When you say things are busy at work, it never really translates, but let me tell you this – I am BUSY AT WORK. Between now and December I have; a corporate golf day I am running that needs to raise over $140k, a joint partnership event with Melbourne Heart FC to create a giant heart shape on the field during a December game with over 1500 volunteers, a bunch of events I am running including a VIP function at Como House, a Volunteer Christmas party and my high school ten year reunion as well as Christmas parties galore (That’s the fun part)! So by the time Meredith rolls around I will be totally brain dead and ready for an amazing weekend with Neil Finn and Custard. Its possible I might cry a little bit during Neil Finn’s set.

Reading… Oh, this is so lame. I am reading the Cassandra Clare books. Don’t hate me.

Watching… Nothing. Have not seen a movie or watched TV for at least 2 or 3 weeks, expect on Saturday night when a friend came over and we watched Romeo & Juliet (cool) and Twilight (lame). Its possible we even increased our lameness by fast forwarding to the bits that Edward was in. Dorks.

Buying… A new flat. Well I didn’t buy it, but I am moving in a week to a new (more expensive) flat. Goodbye any savings I may have accrued in the last few months!

Wanting… A holiday. Again. Or a new job? Maybe in the new year?

Trying… to be healthy! Back in the gym which feels great and trying to get my health back on track. Also trying to stop drinking coffee and alcohol! Its very hard…

Loving… my great friends for supporting me over the last week as I had to complete a series of crazy tasks. Thanks guys.

Planning… a house move next weekend. I’ve booked some movers. That’s about it at this stage….

Writing… some copy for our website about one of my upcoming events. Boring.