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iTunes Sentience (pt 2)

By Hurricanes, iTunes, Music and Wellington

Gary Numan - Complex sleeveApologies for the lack of entries this week. The real world has intervened – but in a good way for a change. This sunny afternoon, preparing to take in my first two Fringe shows of the season, iTunes threw Gary Numan’s live version of Bombers at me, followed by New Order — Shellshock.

What a great way to start the weekend!

I’ll try and squeeze the Hurricanes and Cats in between shows and if I can pull that off I’ll be a very happy man.

Out & About

By Hurricanes, Rugby, Sport and Wellington
  • Late this afternoon saw All Black and Hurricanes hooker Andrew Hore wandering aimlessly around the Courtenay Central Whitcoulls, then standing aimlessly (if that’s possible) at the Molly Malone’s corner. I know they only train for a couple of hours a day but couldn’t they give him a Playstation or something?
  • Dinner at Curry Village on Allen St – review to come;
  • Followed by drinks at the Paramount – gossip to come (probably not such a good idea);
  • Ended with my first visit to Boogie Wonderland on the Paramount ground floor: a wonderful transformation of a huge space. Obviously a bit quiet on a Wednesday but there would have been about 25 people there when I left (after 1.00am). It is a theme club and the theme is very lame but if you get there before midnight you can get that nightclubby experience without the nightclubby crowds. Music is like listening to Classic Hits VERY LOUD and they don’t take requests, no matter how good they are.
  • Too tired to put the rubbish out. My bad.

More One Red Dog

By Food & Drink, Restaurants and Wellington

During what we laughably call research for the post below I stumbled across this page for One Red Dog at where they say:

Nine years ago One Red Dog pioneered the gourmet pizza in Wellington.

Ahem, bullshit, ahem. Gourmet pizza in Wellington was pioneered by Calzone nearly 15 years ago (“Chicken, Cranberry & Brie” … hmmmnn) even if, when they named themselves, they believed that the Italian version of the cornish pasty was going to be their mainstay.

I remember thinking when they opened (in the old BNZ branch on the corner of Courtenay Place and Cambridge Terrace) that it was a brave move opening a restaurant opposite the Embassy Theatre. Now there’s nothing else.

And, of course, Calzone isn’t what it was, but that’s another story.