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August 31, 2009

MADAME A TROIS

The Cardinal and I have a new blog called “MADAME A TROIS / Wesley Snipes’ Private Party”.

Strictly for the die hard, this is a blog based loosely on one of our favourite things – China. Complexxion couldn’t even make it through a 30 minutes conversation at The Cardinal’s house one night for dinner before bursting into tears and telling us we were not being nice as we flicked through a Midwinter catalogue style book.

The Cardinal and I mean serious business, like Nino Brown dealing coke in New Jack City. Nino Brown played so hard that who could forget the passion in Ice T’s face when he has a gun over Nino [lying in garbage bags bleeding] saying “I want to shoot you so bad my dick is hard?”

If you would like to check our new tough love china site, please visit here: www.madameatrois.com

xx Lektrogirl

October 11, 2008

ARE YOU MULKURUL?

Today I have achieved an mountain of tasks and watched a megalith of movies from the quality position on my sofa. One of which was the 1977 film by Peter Weir, The Last Wave. It is a trance inducing movie about Aboriginal law, Dream Time and rain, rain, rain. As I watched it – not only was I freaked out in the same way I was when I watched Picnic At Hanging Rock as a girl – but I thought about actually how much I have absorbed my culture which has been influenced by the Aboriginal Dream Time, their talking story and the tribal laws. Which might sound a bit random, or indeed a bit confusing to a lot of people who are convinced that Australians are all racists and bigots, but we come into contact every day with the story of the native Australians, their art work, their mythology. Even Aboriginal heritage is is used by “White Australia” [which I have to point out even includes the Greek, Italian, Chinese, Vietnamese, Somalian, Thai & Islander inhabitants - it is a general sweep name for non-Aboriginals] as symbols of the country – Uluru, Aboriginal art for example. Anyway – what am I talking about? I suppose to say I am comfortable believing in the Dream Time too. And this movie seems very real and true – even though it is creepy, it is also very comforting. Here are also some pictures from the movie here.

Moving right along cause I don’t feel I know how to explain what I mean and do it justice without sounding too hipping and about to sit on a canvas and bleed menstrual fluid all over it and call it art…

I also watched episode 1 and 2 of The Shield from Season 7. “Da Da Daaaaah” [If you watch it you know what I mean.] Vic Mackie is still a bald headed walking weasle thick necked prick phallic symbol figured testosterone pumped lump of a man. Bring back Antoine Mitchell! Though I can’t wait to see more episodes of him in Law And Order AS A COP. Such a head fuck.


Another little something from LA.

SO another pull at the EMO heart strings – I watched the first episode of season 9 CSI. Remember how last episode of season 8 Warwick Brown gets it in the head with a 25 it close range?!! Obvs I’m not going to ruin the plot to tell you that he FUCKING GOES AND DIES. Grissom cried. I BALLED MY EYES OUT. Even NICK STOKES cries at the funeral. I was texting Pippa as I watched it.

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xx Lektrogirl

IF YOU’RE HUNG OVER FROM LAST NIGHT DON’T BOTHER


from Tom Moody’s blog

As I went to bed after watching Law And Order which was a brilliant episode all about Ice T getting shot and then righting wrongs from his past in his time off and the final shot was of Ice T smiling holding a red haired little baby [pissed myself laughing] I am in a pure state of mind to understand such concepts as those written on Tom Moody’s blog as “Alan Liu assumes everything is about “cool” and eventually even the “uncool” gets absorbed into the “cool.” That is, the computerized workplace and playplace is an all-encompassing seductive experience measured in “cool,” whether it’s the Ars Electronica avant garde or designers creating Facebook apps.” Read it here and follow the links. Very interesting. Probably helps if like me you are listening to “Put A Donk On It” on repeat.


from cpb’s tumblr

As I try to cater to everyone on this blog [except my mother and father - I mean I would love to tell you about a dream I had about my mate Mathieu and my sister but too dark if Mutts and The G.A. read it] here is some lite reading in the shape of cpb’s tumblr who as it happens I met on Facebook – it turns out she is a friend of Valeria’s.

And I now have a new marble of an idea rolling around inside my head on a website that uses Flickr tags based on another site I discovered last night. Along with all the other ideas have rolling around in my head [haha joke for The Cardinal: "I could make that!!"] But I have to stop thinking of new things for a while and finish all the old things like Mrs Kiplings website, tidying up the Maison B site, putting my records together for Nantes, and trying to find the floor in my bedroom.

December 27, 2007

A SWISS VILLAGE IN TASMANIA

That is right – I’m not on crack – or even opium or whatever it is they grow in fields legally around here. There is a Swiss Village in the north of the state that was build by Ralf Voss, who used to own a ‘huge’ [relatively] chain of supermarkets here in Tasmania. It is called Grindlewald and I even bought the cap!


We all played Krazy Golf and it was great fun until about the 10th hole and two of the kids had a screaming fit and had to be carried off to the swings by their mother. The rest of us continued. OMG – I’m getting a bit tired of the screaming – but the golf was so much fun! It was seriously sunny today and my sister forced me to use sunscreen. I was loving it! I wanted to frazzle myself.


We went to the beach the day before – Boxing Day – for a friendly game of cricket. It was sunny and probably about 19 or 20 degrees but we were all complaining about how cold it was. I even had to resort to wearing a beanie back at the shack for extra warmth – I turned a Sonia Rykiel hat into a total bogan steelo! Uneblieveable but true!! CIO!!


I’m so sorry Pippa. I will never post this on the Maison B site.


Apparently someone or other sucked good cock down at the beach too.


Amd meet my sister Sara. She is the toughest bitch on the planet. She is amazing. I love her. She used to do stuff when we were little like get a big black marker pen and write MY name all over the furniture then Mum would see it and I would get into trouble for it cause Mum would say “Your sister is too little to think of something as clever as that.”

I spent the rest of today watching Law and Order: Special victions Unit – Antoine Mitchell from The Shield was in it AS A COP which was really disturbing cause I’m so used to him being a really amazing thug. At least though he wasn’t a new token black person and Ice T was still in it. I would have been gutted if in the future [which is of course timewise where I am] when I get back to London Ice T isn’t in SVU any more. I also had access to the internet properly so I have gone back and illustrated the previous few days posts freshly uploaded Flickr pics. I surfed eBay for a while for my usual searches – grannie dress, granny jewellery and old medical charts. THEN THE ROBOJAM CHAMPIONSHIPS WERE ON AGAIN. Maggot did a great job again, though no cigar. Booga cleaned up yet again!

xx Lektrogirl

May 29, 2007

The Full Report.

I’m home after a really busy day, then German class, then wolfing down some of yesterday’s left overs. I’m wondering if you can get jet lag cause I should be totally tired, but I’ve just suddenly woken up. I think it is because I have spent the weekend in Hamburg again and everyone there wakes up at night on the weekend.

Saturday Night.
If I told you that I my friend Livia took me to a porno Karakoe show where my friend Seb was judging dressed as a Gay Gyneocologist and there was a Man dressed as a Gorilla with a huge erect penis who raped a Polish version, who then tied her up to a neon cross, then cut her off with some scissors and then the Polish virgin took the scissor and cut the dick of the gorilla-man and out sprayed mini glitter disco balls all interspersed with weird ditties in german by a woman in pink hair with rubber vaginas sewn to her breasts and knees you probably would wish I had invited you too. Only I didn’t know what I was gonna see until I got there.


Mariola Brillowska – artist of all descriptions and the producer of the whole show Grand Prix D’Amour.


The weird side show. The gorilla man is about to cut the Polish virgin off the cross. Then get de-dicked.


The porno karaoke. On the left hand side of the screen the faces of competitors form the audience are displayed while they create sound effects for and narrate snippets of old super 8 porno movies shown simultaneously on the right.

After the show, Livia and I went and got fries on the Reeperbahn on the way to the Pudel. In German I ordered a Coke. Instead I almost got a sausage. I swear my French is way better. At the Pudel it was pretty ordinary. Eurokai was playing Techno til he passed out. He nearly took me with him on the way with that boring music. No offence.

Sunday Day.
Slept late and well, even though it was on a small serviette in the corner of Seb’s living room to the tones of Seb snoring. Later, Seb cooked scrambled eggs. The best in the world. Then we called Ralf cause I needed a haircut.


Ralf. He is the programmer at The Pudel, and awesome DJ, he used to also be a stylist for magazines like Stern, Vogue and i-D. Ralf also has the coolest hair. His own style is pretty extreme, but he really knows his business. His grandfather was a hair dresser and his father too. Ralf is part of my German family.


Here is Ralf’s hair cutting chair inside his salon called DAMEN SCHWEINER HERREN [Women Pigs Men].

Sunday Night.
We went to Hatari my new favourite restaurant place in Hamburg. Basically it is just like an American diner menu – hot dogs and burgers – except German. Wurst and Burgers with sauerkraut and senf. YUM. I was also reunited with my old friend:


But look what the Germans did to him.

From the table in Hatari we could see some local brothers laying down their vocals in their studio in the building opposite. For a moment there I almost thought I was in 8 Mile.

Then later there was DJing at the Pudel. The usual mayhem. Three hours sleep.

Oh my God. Sorry to get distracted but I’m watching Law and Order Detective Benson is dressed up like she got dressed at Cyberdog undercover with glowsticks looking for a missing policemans daughter. Oh God. AMAZING!

And in other news – while shouting epithets like “Moscow isn’t Sodom” and “Death to Gays,” neo-Nazis beat the singer from Right Said Fred Richard Fairbrass. I’m sure there have been many times many of us would have liked to have given him a slap cause of his one hit wonder but it wasn’t cause he’s gay. Tatu’s song “Not Gonna Get Us” didn’t save them from getting beaten as well. Even though they faked being gay, got hated on for then admitting they are straight, but now support gay right issues is Russia to polish their image.

Oh God. Now in Law and Order Ice T is going to beat the crap out of a pimp. Gotta go and check this. [I mean do you remember how Ice T was in the movie New Jack City where he points his gun at Nino Brown and said the classic line "I wanna shoot you so bad my dick is hard!!"]

xx Lektrogirl

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