I walked into the super market earlier today to get some lunch and Crowded House was playing. For the first time in a while I knew all the words to a song on the radio, so I started to sing along and by the end of it I was a little teary. Don't get me wrong, I'm loving travelling, but there are moments when I'm reminded just how good home really is.
Earlier, I spent some time in the MUMOK modern art gallery. I walked around with my farting Mandels, I found a few gems hidden amongst the "art", just as I expected. The gift shops are always good to browse. This one had everything from edible candy g-strings to post cards with pictures of vomit on it. Oh the irony. Seriously though, modern art galleries are like an over priced mirror maze. The person in charge of the floor plan is either a failed artist wanting to get back at the world or someone who used to design fun park attractions. And if I read the words "duality", "quasi-representational" or "apathetic dialectics" again, I swear I'm going to shoot a mime.
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
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"Something so strong can carry us away".......
These are the moments which floor you and make you really want to eat vegemite and say cheers Maaaaaaaaate!
I can remember "Great Southern land" getting me somewhere o/s - Oh my God! I had been away so long I forgot how important our cultural sing alongs were.
I also use to tear up everytime I returned home from o/s to the tunes of "I still call Australia Home!" I'm getting better, but flying into Oz via Sydney and seeing the Opera House etc just gets you in the back of the throat and I'm off...
I remember after living in China I flew home via Sydney and as we landed I saw a blonde, haired blue eyed, baggage handler in stubbies and I just burst into tears coz I was finally home (nowdays Sydney baggage handlers aren't so popular - and you certainly don't want them to make you cry, but you get my point).
I've often heard Crowed House on my travels, especially in America and it is so Quintessentially Australian, (even if Craig complains that they were New Zealanders) that it makes me want to cry. Those boys could rock! I also think that there is a purity and an innocence in their music which reminds us all of the "good times", of a sun burnt country, full of hope and love.
Missing you heaps.
Jo
Hi there Bean. What song was it that you heard [by Crowded House] ?
This little snippet stayed on my mind all day ! As an evocation of home, I am certain that I would have been a bit teary eyed too !
Love, etc.
I remember being in a supermarket in Alice Springs after "a week in the desert" and hearing "Better be home soon" [hey Jo, you were there too !] and that made me teary eyed...
Wow! I was sitting on the couch listening to Crowded House on my iPod today...and Phil paid me out. What a poo brain!!
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