Bass in your face Interwebs...

Hello once more.
That's me in the corner providing the crowd with some bass when my
band Midnight Caller supported Flipper at the Brisbane Hotel
earlier this year.
Some excellent live recordings from this gig are on the Midnight Caller 
myspace.

Currently my solo thing Rentboy has new tracks up.
I created a new hip-hop song called "This Is Rentboy"

It's my first attempt at rap. It's just talking really.

"Like Willy Wonka I’ll fill your gut,

my guitars my pimp and my beats a slut"

I am currently finishing off the next  Rentboy recording to be titled Nocturnal Emissions
which will debut in the next issue of Womans Monthly,
a zine created in Tasmania. Did I mention I grew up there?

All my older Rentboy stuff is available from Consumer Productions.

So dudes, it was so fucking hot today in Fitzroy that in my over-heated state  I bought what I thought was a cheap lasagne and it turned out to be cheap chicken.
Whenever I try to beat the chicken it follows me around like a chook with its..um,whatever.

I'm going to start blogging more again as I am in fine spirits.
Speaking of which I was watching the latest Dr Who and he used the term "Blogger"
I cringed.
There is some funny old Dr Who on youtube, worth a gander.
My favourite was the Tom Baker era.
Fancy a Jelly Baby?

Casual misanthropy, deodorant and other thoughts...

Hmm.
Hello there.

It's hot Melbourne weather and I have my top off as I write this.

Don't worry, no photos.

I'll leave that image to your imagination.

It's Halloween and I'm wondering if I can pull off just wearing a hawaiian t-shirt and also if I could deal with being at a party as I am currently a non-drinking casual misanthrope.

I've been unemployed the last month, thus enabling me to focus even more on the small details of everyday life.

Smells like boring everyday life...

Quicky Googling tells me deodorant has been around since 1888 but the first spray model

came out in 1965.

I have been using Nivea deodorant for a while (anagram of Naive, just like Evian, woah)

Nivea Silver Protect claims to have magicial anti-bacterial silver ions.

At my local Coles this week they had Rexona deodorant on special, so I bought one of

 their fancy sport deodorants with weird names that don't actually tell you what they smell like.

I went for Rexona Quantum.

It's New.

"Proven to work at 58 degrees"

"One million molecules of protection"

Nice of the folks at Rexona to take the time to count the molecules.

I imagine some Scully like scientist finding the results and calling it in as an X-file.

So what does Rexona Quantum smell like?

It smells like deodorant..

It works but it I cannot compare thee to a rose or anything else in nature for that matter.

It's like deodorants have their own universe of smells now.

Ok so I do the whole online dictionary definition thing and quantum is defined as:

quantum [ˈkwɒntəm]n pl -ta [-tə]

1. (Physics / Atomic Physics) Physics

a.  the smallest quantity of some physical property, such as energy, that a system can possess according to the quantum theory

b.  a particle with such a unit of energy

2. amount or quantity, esp a specific amount

3. (often used with a negative) the least possible amount that can suffice there is not a quantum of evidence for your accusation

4. something that can be quantified or measured

5. (modifier) loosely, sudden, spectacular, or vitally important

Still doesn't explain the smell.

But the closest I can get is the definition 4. something that can be quantified or measured

So yes it can be measured, but I still can't explain what it smells like.

Better than the smell of my armpits at least.

The nozzle on the Rexona  bottle has to be pressed really hard like it's a Mortein bottle.

Actualy I think this Rexona shit could also kill flies in one spray.

And spiders. And children.

Pretty sure it is also destroying the ozone layer.

Sorry about that.

Now I'm going to try and figure out why my fucking mobile phone is putting all my calls on hold.

Happy Halloween.

To Do Lists...

Today's to-do-list was go to Medicare, call Origin, Rent transfer, Do laundry.

Well, two out of four isn't bad.

Actually I slept in and recorded and mixed for about five hours.

I have a tune called "Girl On A Bike" and I wanted to revamp it.

I added about five electric guitars and feedback, new vocals and stuff.

Hopefully some friends of mine will do some backing vocals for me.

Having a break from work, due to my bi-polar getting the best of me, means I have had two awesome weeks of doing just what I want to do.

Each night I prepare a to-do-list and at least knock off a couple of things the next day.



I've cut down coffee to two cups and embraced tea-baggery.

Should have a Rentboy e.p. ready to put out in a couple of weeks.

Haven't been drunk for about two months, which makes going out to gigs
amusing and a bit weird.

I end up going home a lot earlier.

It's nice to wake up in my room as opposed to passed out on the couch with a filthy kebab.

So life isn't brilliant but I am enjoying the little things.

Elektro The Smoking Robot

Hey everybody.

It's Elektro.

This robot was real.
It was built by Westinghouse and seen by 3.7 million
at the 1939 World Fair.
It could follow twelve commands and was plugged as being the ultimate domestic
robot.
It used a 78-rpm record player to talk.
Elektro also had a vocabulary of seven-hundred words.

Hmm and obviously Elektro thought smoking was the coolest.

Google Barcode

As Google often do, yesterday they changed their Google logo to fit in with an event.
Instead of having an altered Google logo at all they just had a plain barcode at the top of  the Google page.
It was to commemorate the 57th anniversary of the patent of the barcode.

                                                               A barcode, yesterday...

These days we are used to seeing barcodes on virtually every product available.
I remember conspiracy stoners in when I was in college talking about a
Big Brother style future where everyone has a barcode tattoo.

Microchip tracking is currently the latest Big Brother fear .
Some parents want their children to have a chip
inserted into them for safety.
Check this out...

Killing Time

Hello I am Dan Cross. I am a 33 year old Cancerian. I was Born in Tasmania. I now live in Melbourne and play bass in the band Midnight Caller. I also write and record solo music. I wear leather Puma sneakers and have just dyed my hair blonde. This will be a daily blog on my life. just to kill some time...