it's unlikely there'll be any capitals in this post. not because i think i'm e.e cummings but i'm so darned tired. until the late hours of last night I was lucky enough to:
hang a giant, gold guilded frame and watch ladies walk out of it
raise a checkerboard catwalk for aforementioned ladies to walk on
hang some fairy lights
price and tag some truly beautiful artwork
watch my old pal hubbo fall into a women's rack of clothing
AND
(see i put in effort there.) check, recheck, fold, stack, lie down, prop up, arrange, rearrange and finally repack all the delightful zines we will have for tonight. yep, they're tucked up tight in boxes all numbered and waiting for you to get your hands onto them. so do just that, tonight at:
itrip iskip, Lonsdale Street, Braddon. 6pm onwards.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
National Poetry Slam
WORD UP:
Do it. We all want Canberra to win again, thanks.
"The National Library of Australia is calling all poets, hip-hop artists and outspoken wordsmiths to polish their rhymes and lyrics for the Australian Poetry Slam ‘09, an annual slam contest offering over $20 000 in cash and prizes. Speak, scream, howl, whisper or sing your original poem at the Australian Poetry Slam ‘09 ACT heats, an electric live event where the audience is judge!
The ACT winner and runner-up will take home $500 and $100 respectively and compete for the Australian Poetry Slam ’09 national title in Sydney on 3 December. The national winner will receive $5 000 and a gig at the Ubud Writers & Readers Festival in Bali in 2010.
*Please be prepared to perform two poems in the event of a tied result.
Friday 6 November, 6 pm
Foyer National Library of Australia
Free
Entrants must register by calling (02) 6262 1271.
For more information go to:
www.australianpoetryslam.org"Do it. We all want Canberra to win again, thanks.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Spring fling and random acts of kindness
Ahh spring time. It's suddenly warm, girls stop wearing stockings, men shape their beards into moustaches, more and more bicycles can be seen, and the air is filled with a million varieties of blossom and other seeds to make you sneeze your brains out into a tissue. Perfect time to launch Little Beats? I like to think so.
Yesterday, while delightfully springlike, was possitively shit. Lately I've been receiving a lot of parcels (having five days of the flu and no parcels last week has been a bit of a downer) and with the Little Beats launch being next Friday, or as I like to think about it, really fucking soon, I've been more stressed than a high flying economist called Chuck working on Wall Street. So many zines to wait on, so little time, etc etc. These first world problems dragged my spring spirit to the gutter yesterday.
When I arrived to my local cafe last night and realised they had no tea I wanted (seriously what tea house is out of five varieties!?) I was so angry. God I was angry. I just wanted to push over a table and scream obscenities right then and there. And I would have, had Gemma not arrived in time. Thankfully she was prompt and laden with parcels. MORE Dilettantes; a delightfully packed parcel all the way from Dublin and the ladies of BabyBEEFheart and the Nicholas Chalmers pack...
It was incredibly well wrapped, almost too well wrapped, but thanks to this creative gent I spent the next hour of tea popping bubble wrap under the table while thoughtfully saying "yeah, of course... oh totally... I understand.. You can't sweat it Gem" and other phrases of deep meaning. Our poster also got some prime real estate at afore mentioned cafe, which is someone to smile about. (It's at Essen... infront of all the empty jars of tea.)
After passing on my internet pearls of procrastination wisdom to Gemma I got home only to find one giant box filling up my entryway, all the way from New York and stuffed full of Wooooo mags. They cost me a fair bit, let's say at least three gallery visits on a pending trip to Europe; and they have finally arrived. The highlight and initial reason for writing this rambling post is to say thanks Wooooo friends for not only packing it so nicely, but also for including one of your t-shirts. On my looming European cold-as-hell nights, I hope it will keep me warm. God know's Keifer's nut sack won't.
What will Little Beats give you for free? A nice paper bag for your purchases. Gemma might offer you a hug but I probably won't. Do I look like one of those putzes in the street wearing a sign saying "free hugs"? Don't answer that if you were going to say "yes". We'll also give you some of our free zines. Sure we'd like you to buy some, but if you don't we'll just remember you as stooges and point you out viciously on the street and push you off your bike; because we're those kind of people.
Yesterday, while delightfully springlike, was possitively shit. Lately I've been receiving a lot of parcels (having five days of the flu and no parcels last week has been a bit of a downer) and with the Little Beats launch being next Friday, or as I like to think about it, really fucking soon, I've been more stressed than a high flying economist called Chuck working on Wall Street. So many zines to wait on, so little time, etc etc. These first world problems dragged my spring spirit to the gutter yesterday.
When I arrived to my local cafe last night and realised they had no tea I wanted (seriously what tea house is out of five varieties!?) I was so angry. God I was angry. I just wanted to push over a table and scream obscenities right then and there. And I would have, had Gemma not arrived in time. Thankfully she was prompt and laden with parcels. MORE Dilettantes; a delightfully packed parcel all the way from Dublin and the ladies of BabyBEEFheart and the Nicholas Chalmers pack...
It was incredibly well wrapped, almost too well wrapped, but thanks to this creative gent I spent the next hour of tea popping bubble wrap under the table while thoughtfully saying "yeah, of course... oh totally... I understand.. You can't sweat it Gem" and other phrases of deep meaning. Our poster also got some prime real estate at afore mentioned cafe, which is someone to smile about. (It's at Essen... infront of all the empty jars of tea.)
After passing on my internet pearls of procrastination wisdom to Gemma I got home only to find one giant box filling up my entryway, all the way from New York and stuffed full of Wooooo mags. They cost me a fair bit, let's say at least three gallery visits on a pending trip to Europe; and they have finally arrived. The highlight and initial reason for writing this rambling post is to say thanks Wooooo friends for not only packing it so nicely, but also for including one of your t-shirts. On my looming European cold-as-hell nights, I hope it will keep me warm. God know's Keifer's nut sack won't.
What will Little Beats give you for free? A nice paper bag for your purchases. Gemma might offer you a hug but I probably won't. Do I look like one of those putzes in the street wearing a sign saying "free hugs"? Don't answer that if you were going to say "yes". We'll also give you some of our free zines. Sure we'd like you to buy some, but if you don't we'll just remember you as stooges and point you out viciously on the street and push you off your bike; because we're those kind of people.
CIT Zine Exhibition
Hey guys,
I recently received an email from Bernie, a teacher at CIT, telling me about an upcoming exhibition involving zines, art and creative writing. Students have made zines in response to work from creative writing students. In turn, the writing students have responded to paintings made by the art students.
The exhibition is on Wednesday Oct 28, 6pm, in L Block (near the side carpark) of Reid Campus CIT. All work will be on show, and students will be selling their zines to raise money for their end of year exhibition. All are welcome to come for celebratory drinks with the artists.
Sounds like a bit of fun!
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Be there or be square
Another exciting installment... our launch poster. Thanks x100 million to George for making this marvellous spectacle.
The stunning picture up the top is by Benzen, who we blogged about earlier. I hope you're jittering!
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Mm-hmm! Gimme some o' dat shoo-gar!
... or something.
CALLING ALL CANBERRAN ZINESTERS:
You should stock your tidy little zines with us, thanks. We will put them on a nice table, in a nice place, all to ensure that only nice people may touch them.
Contact us at: littlebeatszines@gmail.com and we'll start talks.
Yes please, spread the word.
CALLING ALL CANBERRAN ZINESTERS:
You should stock your tidy little zines with us, thanks. We will put them on a nice table, in a nice place, all to ensure that only nice people may touch them.
Contact us at: littlebeatszines@gmail.com and we'll start talks.
Yes please, spread the word.
Friday, October 9, 2009
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