Well, the Ars Elec­tron­ica DVD show­ing was sadly under-atten­ded… but fun, and then I was dragged out to play pool by agwat where I finally met Craig who has occa­sion­ally posted on my journal. I play a godaw­ful game of pool so I was mostly there for the company.

I hadn’t real­ised Craig was matoko’s ex of 6 years, and he didn’t know I was hawk_eye’s ex of 8 years. (For Mel­bourne folk and others who don’t know, hawk_eye and matoko are now a very firmly enmeshed item and we both wish them all the best). So that was kind of bizarre.

High­light of the even­ing had to be the dis­cus­sion star­ted by the pub play­ing Sher­bert over the video system (oh, I know I’m back in Aus­tralia… last night I heard Noise­works and Chisel and who knows what other gems). The gist of the dis­cus­sion was that Sher­bert is the ulti­mate New Wave post-punk band that star­ted the entire New Romantics man­u­fac­tured pop stuff and that (Craig claims) the Easy­beats are proto-punk.

Real­ising we were entirely too sober, we repaired to the Townie, a pub I’ve pre­vi­ously avoided, then to the more fam­ilar turf of the Bank (and may I say, a Caipiroska works rather well with a shot of Fran­gelico in it, like the old Fran­gelico and lime juice we used to have at the North Fitzroy Star but better), then to Zan­zibar and finally back to Naomi’s.