It's Summertime...

When couples are PDAing on the little knoll right next to the student union you know it's summer. When you start that beastly process known as sweating and young ladies start inviting you out for coffee *wink wink* you know it's summer.
Personally I much prefer winter, but lacking the neccesary powers to make a difference at all (bar burning refridgerators) i'll just soldier on and try not to get a tan, as we all know of the double dangers involved in dealings with the sun in NZ nowdays *Joel raises fist at the ozone hole*.
Can I just get all like introspective [on a second reading i'm actually not] and like OMG! Jon Toogood came and hung out at my house for just over two hours yesterday. I was interviewing him for my zine i'm putting out (it's called "Bricolage" people!) and it was great, needless to say during my teenage years (which although only recently past, are definately packed neatly away in my parents attic) Shihad and old Jonny himself were nothing lessthan my idols. So we were able to knatter on for ages.
Sadly for those who've been waiting for something, no Arcade Fire, no Trans Am and no Dead C, we do get Elemeno P though!