Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Success

Success is just like being pregnant
Everybody congratulates you
but nobody knows how many times you were screwed in the process !!!

Monday, July 13, 2009

STRAB


What an awesome weekend.

Went up to the STRAB Festival in Malongane, Mozambique.


What an absolutely amazing festival. Great Venue Great Vibe, Cold Beers and Cool Music.

If you are a local music officiando then this is a must on your music calender.

With Local South African Artists like, Mrs B, Null, Black Cat Bone and the like, it was a four day sensory overload.

I must give a big send out to Pedro (Mrs B), Andre, and Hoot an Annie for the highlights of what was altogether one of the best weekends of my year to date.

When not enjoying the great music, you are overwhelmed by the beauty of Mozambique, the pristine beaches and crystal clear water.

All in all a great experience and one I definitely will be doing again next year.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Toyota Desert Race


Awesome news, looks like I will be going up to Botswana in June for the Toyota Desert Race. Might actually be a working weekend, but we will see the race anyway.

Also still going to Mozambique for the STRAB festival in May, so have a busy few months ahead of me.

Awesome.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Job of a Lifetime

Help Wanted
Volunteers Needed!
Job Description: No pay, Long hours, Hard work, Dangerous conditions, Extreme weather.
Guaranteed: Adventure, fulfillment, and the hardest work you will ever love. The experience of a lifetime.

Join the crew of the Sea Shepherd and Save our Seas

Visit http://www.seashepherd.org/ for more details

Saturday, February 7, 2009

First Blood to the Anti-Whalers

My whole hearted support and best wishes to the Sea Shepherd Society who rammed their ship "Steve Irwin" into the Japanese Whaling Ship the "Yushin Maru 2" in the Southern Ocean yesterday. All my best wishes and godspead.

Friday, January 30, 2009

I wanna hang a map of the world in my house.
Then I'm gonna put pins into all the locations that I've traveled to.

But first, I'm gonna have to travel to the top two corners of the map so it won't fall down.
Mitch Hedberg (1968 - 2005)

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Escaping the System

My first post in this blog was the lyrics from Mozambique in their entirety, but the core part of the song that gets me is below

Everyday I wake up dreaming
This is where I want to stay
Far from the black city
Where the dragon wants your soul
The system wants control
But I will not go
I will stay here where the water meets the sand
In this wild and wonderful land

How true are those words - I live in a city where the dragon wants my soul and the system wants control.


Apparently JP Botha wrote those words on his visit to Mozambique to play at the first STRAB Festival. I can see how he felt.

Its amazing how the system eats us all alive and in an effort to cope we create lives that are routine and comfortable with no surprises.

Unfortunately this means that we also stop living and just exist.

Life is not supposed to be about the same things over and over again.

We are planning to head out to STRAB 2009 in may this year - Going to be a blast.

But having tried to convince our many friends and colleagues I have started to notice that most of us are so deep in a rut that we have know idea how to get out of it and are even too scared to try.


Mozambique

Where blue water meets white sand
The ocean has a name she is called India
And the tall trees dance in the wind
It's a slow dance can't you see
Ah you beauty
Beautiful Mozambique

We must get back to the garden

And I beg of you
For forgiveness for all the deeds
Our fathers did do
Surely comes a time
Many years of peace and prosperity
Ah you beauty
Beautiful Mozambique

Everyday I wake up dreaming
This is where I want to stay
Far from the black city
Where the dragon wants your soul
The system wants control
But I will not go
I will stay here where the water meets the sand
In this wild and wonderful land
Ah you beauty
Beautiful Mozambique

I often think about you Gito
When I walk barefoot on the sand
We must get back to the garden
We have to get back to the garden

Lyrics by JP Botha off the Album Pilgrim by Jack Hammer