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Back on 7 April I tweeted:
In Christchurch, when the doors are open it doesn’t mean anyone is home & it probably means the home soon won’t be here.
As the Dorset Towers are now rubble, and the Crowne Plaza skeletal, The Press has looked at Warren and Mahoney’s work in the article Quake destroys architects’ legacy.
I lived very much in the belly of the Brutalist beast – living around the corner from Sir Miles’ first significant work – the Dorset Street flats – and working at the Central Library.
Once before the earthquakes, I contemplated tracking the Warren and Mahoney universe I saw each day – Dorset Street Flats, Dorset Towers, their office on Victoria Street, the Crowne Plaza, the Town Hall, the Central Library.
I can’t say that I loved the style – but the monumentality of it makes that redundant. These are strong, grounded buildings, claiming the space with purpose. The Town Hall I think is the apotheosis of their style – the luxurious interior and soaring spaces work with brutalist elements to make a successful marriage.
Colour me amazed that there isn’t a band called Knights in White Satin. There damn well should be.
You need this song in your life. It is OTT pop bombast at its apotheosis:
Nights in White Satin: The Moody Blues.
My sister’s imaginary video for this song might well include Michael Fassbender in a suit of armour. And, for a dash more music video literalism, some rolling round on white satin sheets.
I’ve been more visual than lexical recently. So in the spirit of working what what you’re working with, here’s a photo essay of Wednesday 22 February, beginning and ending with Edgeware. The full set of 177 photos is on Flickr:
This. Because I adore Dan Black. and HYPNTZ is Biggie big. Plus we both loved that Notorious movie about Biggie too.
Need you now by Cut Copy
And Midnight City by M83 because it is an epic swoonfest, possibly my song of the year. And yeah it has sexyphone break. Listening to this while looking at Christchurch quake damage is quite overwhelming, especially when they say “The city is my church”
For my sisterbella xxx
James Reyne. I’ve picked Fall of Rome as opposed to more well known Aussie Crawl number ‘Reckless’ for the nice guitar and vocal grind.
On re-watching the vid, I realise I had no idea he was wearing a white skivvy and a vest, visible white socks and boat shoes – and a mullet. 1987 ow.
Of course, us gals would prefer the tennis-shorted Reyney from Return to Eden – more snaky and lizard-like – the real Gordon Gekko.
A lunchtime quickie for the Sister Jukebox.
Midge Ure and his lovely sideburns and that cool pin thing. I had this on 45.