Transit of Venus

With Nosferatu out of the way we (the Team Nosferatu ToV line-up) are all back to our normal every day lives.  Sort of.

I am hurriedly trying to get a bunch of stuff done before I relocate to Malaysia in 20 days.  Mr Tory Staples is working hard with Jester Underground and is now playing drums for Decortica, Mat Boshers awesome band.  Mat is, um I dunno I haven’t seen him since the show.  Same with Marcel who is probably doing something really interesting that I don’t know anything about.  I imagine it involves his band Battle Circus and their upcoming album.  Plum Green is working hard making amazing things happen for her band. Plum Green and the Dandy Men have a gig at the Dogs Bollix on the 19th of December, you should come along!

Michelle Klaessens from The Rock Factory did an awesome job of recording the audio from the Nosferatu show (at the same time as doing a great job as soundie!), and it’s now in the hands of Dave Edtmaier (Miscreant Recordings) for mixing.  I’m really excited to watch this along to the movie when it’s finished as I’m sure watching and listening is a completely different experience than watching and playing.

Transit of Venus Project has a new mailing list thing going on. You can sign up on our website www.transitofvenusproject.com I’ll send out an email about once a month, not too often to annoy anyone but often enough to keep everyone informed of anything they might need to know. This is the list you need to be on if you want a free copy of the Nosferatu audio recording when it is ready.  Also, when you sign up you get sent a link to download a free copy of Meatmarket.  This list, is the list you need to be on if you want to hear only the important things without sifting through all the babble I write in blogs and on twitter.  You know, the bits about toast and toenails and other such rubbish. Ok, maybe I lied about the toenails. But you know what I mean. The parts where I just start rambling on and on and on about whatever thoughts happen to pop into my brain at the time.  Like, you know, today I made these beautiful perfect delicious poached eggs for brunchternoon-tea. The whites were firm and non-slimy, the yolks were congealed gold on the outside but the inside was filled with orange hot melty awesomeness that poured out onto the toast when I cut into it.  I had just taken the first bite when the phone rang.  I won’t say who it was, but lets just say that by the time I managed to extract myself from the conversation my fantabulous poached eggs were stone cold and I was very very sad about this.

I think that is all I have to report today.  Hope you’re not all going mad leading up to the festive season, enjoy yourself, drive safe.

<3 K xxx