
Steph actually bought things from this Museum shop, hooray! (Sadly, she wasn’t able to buy these sheeps made from rotary telephones)
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Steph actually bought things from this Museum shop, hooray! (Sadly, she wasn’t able to buy these sheeps made from rotary telephones)
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Steph went to see Leonardo’s Bride last night, a band she never saw in her youth on account of being too young and on the wrong coast. Other 90s antipodean bands she’s seen as an adult: Crowded House, Monique Brumby, Frente!. All she needs now is Hunters + Collectors and she’ll have her own personal fave complete set.
I haven’t abandoned Malory Towers, but a lot of my spare time has been taken up researching another project (which is probably years away, but I’m all about the long game). Research so far mostly involves going through Melbourne newspaper archives of the 1920s — thank you, Trove — and making copies of the interesting/relevant ones.
(Fun facts: the word “nightclub” and variations thereof only appears in reviews of plays and correspondence from London, although one article notes that, despite the racy reputation of London’s nightclubs, a better source for cocaine is tea salons, the more respectable the better. And searching for “flapper” is made difficult because there was a racehorse of that name in Melbourne in the early ’20s.)
Anyway, I’ve been delighted to find excellent examples of Jazz Age thinkpieces. Are today’s youth being destroyed by too much theatre and dancing? Have moving pictures created “cinema fiends” incapable of experiencing real emotion? Why do people persist in listening to jazz in public?
I know you’re wondering, will Steph ever finish this endless tour of museums and/or museum shops? No, because she’s moving to Singapore in four weeks where her job is literally ‘do science-based art’, so you’re looking at another few months. Settle in, quokkas.
[Also, Liz still has a couple of Brisvegas museum shops up her sleeve. Somehow we found ourselves with a backlog!]
This week on museum shops of the world: National Maritime Museum in Gdansk, Poland.
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Source: “Second Heartbeat” by Urthboy, from his excellent album The Past Beats Inside Me Like A Second Heartbeat.
(While we don’t normally give cookies to blokes for being feminists, it’s a very feminist album, totes recommended, I’ve had it on repeat, alternating with Lemonade, for weeks.)
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We’ve recommended a lot of fiction over the years, but we’re also giant nerds who read non-fiction for funsies. Here’s some stuff we’ve enjoyed…

Put a brown person in there.
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TL;DR Joe Cinque’s Consolation is not a good movie, but then, it comes from imperfect source material.
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AS PROMISED, feelings about East Side Gallery.
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Did you know that most of our linkspam titles come from Oz music lyrics? Trying out this new thing where we share the source.
Onto the links!