out in Europe, spendin' Euros

the catastrophe of my personality

Don Draper reads Frank O'Hara, the very definition of heaven?

click through to listen

this is all we need: couple of smokes, a cup of coffee and good conversation

Sydney Writers' Festival for russh

reasons to be cheerful:

imminent jetsetting

ladies who speak their mind

Southern noir, courtesy of Justified

(hmmm, cowboys)

he's with the band

I've had this photo on my wall for years, I'm in love with the Keith Richards/Mick Jagger dynamic (Keith: "For some reason Mick has a hard-on about me...") and all the Villa Nellcote stories. I almost like reading about the Stones even more than listening to them. (Almost). What I never realised until today was that my cowboy of choice, Gram Parsons, was all this time sitting there just out of frame. 

And the Keef/Gram relationship is even more interesting. I'm halfway through re-reading Twenty Thousand Roads, a really excellent Gram bio, and I've started in on Keith's reminisces and I'm almost at the point where their two stories start converging. For the time being I'll leave you with the ever-astute Miss Pamela's observings of them, directly after Altamont: "Gram was there, leaning against the wall wearing black leather and eye makeup, nodding out. Keith was wearing cowboy clothes. It looked like they were turning into each other".

(photos by Dominique Tarle)

Debut Album

For the Melbournites here's an art opening worth getting out of bed for: the gorgeous Greedy Hen duo are puttin' on a show. Debut Album launches May 5 at Lamington Drive Gallery before hitting the road to Sydney and NYC. Go early so you can get a spot down the front. (BYO underwear for flinging on stage in the throes of hysteria)

the international language

Crushing out in a major way on the new Gruff Rhys record Hotel Shampoo (more fangirling on it for russh here)

And this song!