tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24485872154686798002024-03-13T21:40:44.984+08:00Crap ElvisCrap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-9533123274886463852010-01-21T13:01:00.001+08:002010-01-21T13:01:41.775+08:00Crap Elvis cracks a mention in The Huffington Post
<div class='posterous_autopost'><a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/01/20/australians-still-going-c_n_430550.html">http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/01/20/australians-still-going-c_n_430550.html</a> <p style="font-size: 10px;"> <a href="http://posterous.com">Posted via email</a> from <a href="http://matthale.posterous.com/crap-elvis-cracks-a-mention-in-the-huffington">matt's posterous</a> </p> </div> Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-45454374761006351952010-01-17T15:00:00.004+08:002010-01-17T15:26:00.116+08:00Photos and photos (and photos)As mentioned previously, I shot thru the Parkes Elvis Festival without taking a single photo or video (should have installed wig-cam) , but fortunately there are some great ones out there (still looking for video footage if anyone's got some though).<br />Someone who I feel managed to capture all the flavours of the fest is Jen Li who has done a stunning job making her photos available for all to see. So just quickly I'll pop up some slideshows of them here, but to see them in all their full glory, just click thru to her flickr pages.<br /><br />Crap Elvis at Parkes 2010 slideshow:<br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095758543%2Fshow%2Fwith%2F4278775770%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095758543%2Fwith%2F4278775770%2F&set_id=72157623095758543&jump_to=4278775770"></param> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"></param> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095758543%2Fshow%2Fwith%2F4278775770%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095758543%2Fwith%2F4278775770%2F&set_id=72157623095758543&jump_to=4278775770" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><br /><br />Elvis Express on the way to Parkes Elvis Festival slideshow<br /><br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095120245%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095120245%2F&set_id=72157623095120245&jump_to="></param> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"></param> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095120245%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095120245%2F&set_id=72157623095120245&jump_to=" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />Parkes Elvis Festival Street Parade<br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095401245%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095401245%2F&set_id=72157623095401245&jump_to="></param> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"></param> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095401245%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095401245%2F&set_id=72157623095401245&jump_to=" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Parkes main park (Cooke Park) including main stage slideshow:<br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623099021153%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623099021153%2F&set_id=72157623099021153&jump_to="></param> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"></param> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623099021153%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623099021153%2F&set_id=72157623099021153&jump_to=" width="400" height="300"></embed></object><br /><br />Around Parkes Town slideshow<br /><br /><object width="400" height="300"> <param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095514405%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095514405%2F&set_id=72157623095514405&jump_to="></param> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"></param> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&lang=en-us&page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095514405%2Fshow%2F&page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fjennnigan%2Fsets%2F72157623095514405%2F&set_id=72157623095514405&jump_to=" width="400" height="300"></embed></object>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-14005457876334961352010-01-13T10:30:00.000+08:002010-01-13T10:32:00.222+08:00Crap Elvis CD surprise (unintentional!)Just a quicky here to everyone who bought the CD during the festival. Depending on your viewpoint you may be <span style="font-style: italic;">beeping</span> lucky enough or <span style="font-style: italic;">beeping</span> unlucky enough to have one of a few rogue copies that slipped out which didn't have the final edit of The Telemarketer Song on.<br />You'll know from when I perform this live that I make like I'm about to swear in a couple of places but actually don't. However to keep the song flowing during the recording I was asked to just go for it in the places which would then be beeped over for the final edit.<br /><br />So...now you know where I'm going with this and I'm sure if you've got one, you will have <span style="font-style: italic;">beeping</span> realised by now! If you have one of the dodgy copies and just in case you're offended by a word you're likely to hear most nights on the tv or down the pub...or you're a Crap Elvis purist and simply want the finished product, email me at crapelvis@gmail.com with the details of where and when you bought it and I'll sort you out a new copy.<br /><br />Thankyou. Thankyou sweary much.<br />Crap ElvisCrap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-64230621148365646112010-01-13T09:59:00.004+08:002010-01-13T10:27:55.888+08:00'A Piece Of Crap' CD coverFor those who wanted it in glorious colour rather than the cheap and nasty (who could expect more!) version supplied, simply click on it and print or download. Stunning...kinda!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/S00pnald7XI/AAAAAAAABP0/-LmOEHKjQB8/s1600-h/cd+cover+final.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/S00pnald7XI/AAAAAAAABP0/-LmOEHKjQB8/s400/cd+cover+final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426038883179425138" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-35699462084957068942010-01-12T11:45:00.001+08:002010-01-12T11:45:12.141+08:00All Crapped Out!
<div class='posterous_autopost'><p><a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/matthale/hFeabqojJBaGHkfdqxeEdIAwqlrveuJkpemzwBugrmFxgauJCqrztdeertBx/IMG_0002.jpg.scaled1000.jpg'><img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/matthale/hFeabqojJBaGHkfdqxeEdIAwqlrveuJkpemzwBugrmFxgauJCqrztdeertBx/IMG_0002.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" height="382"/></a> </p>Back in Sydney (then Perth tmrw) after another insane Parkes Elvis Festival. Think I managed 13 Crap Elvis shows in 3 days ranging from audiences of 10 to 400 on the street, various stage venues, and the Elvis Express train. That's one wig u don't want to get near to at the mo! Also sold out the new CD (A Piece Of Crap). Thanks to all the locals and visitors who voted for me and put me back on the main stage as a top 3 finalist. Incredibly surreal to have the worst up there with the best!<br />If you were there and have any photos or video of any shows, I'd love to post some up so feel free to email me them at <a href="mailto:crapelvis@gmail.com">crapelvis@gmail.com</a><br />Thanks crazy people!<br />Crap Elvis<br /><a href="http://www.crapelvis.com">www.crapelvis.com</a> <p style="font-size: 10px;"> <a href="http://posterous.com">Posted via web</a> from <a href="http://matthale.posterous.com/all-crapped-out">matt's posterous</a> </p> </div> Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-82368114423387870882010-01-08T06:30:00.001+08:002010-01-08T06:30:16.854+08:00Crap Elvis and some dodgy old bags
<p> <div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'> <div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"><a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/matthale/FskigiclorouDqCIcHrJlDydIknBAsepsyzbgxJfAmgucFjydIBokAICqltF/IMG_0000.mov' style='color: #bc7134;'><img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mov.png' style='border: none;'/></a></div> <div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;">Download now or <a href='http://matthale.posterous.com/crap-elvis-and-some-dodgy-old-bags' style='color: #bc7134;'>watch on posterous</a></div> <b><a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/matthale/FskigiclorouDqCIcHrJlDydIknBAsepsyzbgxJfAmgucFjydIBokAICqltF/IMG_0000.mov' style='color: #bc7134;'>IMG_0000.mov</a></b> <span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;">(2693 KB)</span> <br style="clear: both;"/></div> </p> <p style="font-size: 10px;"> <a href="http://posterous.com">Posted via web</a> from <a href="http://matthale.posterous.com/crap-elvis-and-some-dodgy-old-bags">matt's posterous</a> </p> Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-3756274868830388332010-01-06T19:23:00.001+08:002010-01-06T19:23:13.194+08:00Crap Elvis - Stalkin' You (Stuck On You parody)
<p> <div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'> <div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"><a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/matt-0xmlu/MhDqAbjXZ6Tob1shXBYvQQ4QlImf3WzoJnM4TdrEoRFcIq2TLy7ox1tSgGjr/Stalkin_You_Stuck_On_You_parod.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'><img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/mp3.png' style='border: none;'/></a></div> <div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"><b>Stalkin' You (Stuck On You Parody)</b> by Crap Elvis (Www. Crapelvis. Com) <br/>Download now or <a href='http://matthale.posterous.com/crap-elvis-stalkin-you-stuck-on-you-parody' style='color: #bc7134;'>listen on posterous</a></div> <b><a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/matt-0xmlu/MhDqAbjXZ6Tob1shXBYvQQ4QlImf3WzoJnM4TdrEoRFcIq2TLy7ox1tSgGjr/Stalkin_You_Stuck_On_You_parod.mp3' style='color: #bc7134;'>Stalkin' You (Stuck On You parody).mp3</a></b> <span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;">(3327 KB)</span> <br style="clear: both;"/></div> </p> <p>Finished final rehearsal and packing for Parkes Elvis Festival. Here's a little taster for ya</p> <p style="font-size: 10px;"> <a href="http://posterous.com">Posted via email</a> from <a href="http://matthale.posterous.com/crap-elvis-stalkin-you-stuck-on-you-parody">matt's posterous</a> </p> Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-43150993669494979642010-01-04T20:43:00.004+08:002010-01-04T20:59:27.894+08:00Crap Elvis CD. It's "A Piece Of Crap".<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/S0Hlvnl2kcI/AAAAAAAABPs/3JnO6KnKatQ/s1600-h/crap+cd.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/S0Hlvnl2kcI/AAAAAAAABPs/3JnO6KnKatQ/s400/crap+cd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422868032575148482" border="0" /></a><br />I could tell you it was a year in the making, but of course I'd be lying. It was probably about 3 days in the making preceded by about 11 1/2 months of procrastinating. Finally it's a reality though and will first be available this weekend at the Parkes Elvis Festival (see post below where I'll be performing). More a half decent drinks coaster than a half decent CD, so twice the reason to buy it.<br /><br />So here we go with a tracklist...<br /><br />Crap Elvis presents A Piece Of Crap<br /><br />1 Intro/Crap Elvis Suit (Blue Suede Shoes parody)<br />2 Stalkin' You (Stuck On You parody)<br />3 Send Your Account Number (Return to Sender parody)<br />4 She's Inflatable (She's Not You parody)<br />5 Let Me Be Your Terrorist (Teddy Bear parody)<br />6 The Telemarketer Song (If I Can Dream parody)<br />7 Burnin' Toast (Burnin' Love parody)<br />8 Treat Your Lice (Treat Me Nice parody)<br />9 If You're Looking For Trevor (Trouble parody)<br />10 Suspicious Bags (Suspicious Minds parody)Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-38900791977285944932010-01-04T19:44:00.002+08:002010-01-04T19:58:13.002+08:00Parkes Elvis Festival 2010 - I'm back baby!Hello bloggy readers. Yes, I've neglected you. I've treated you like crap. But I get treated like Crap every day. I quite like it!<br />Lots of exciting stuff coming up in 2010 which I'll let you know about here if you've forgotten that whole neglecting you thing already.<br /><br />First off. <a href="www.parkeselvisfestival.com.au">Parkes Elvis Festival 2010</a>. I'll be there. In just a few days time. Righty ho then, best start rehearsing.<br />At this stage I'll be performing on the Elvis Express train from Sydney to Parkes (not sure yet if I'm performing on the way out on Friday or the way back on Monday). I love a captive audience. No where to run people. Not even the dining carriage is safe. I'll find you.<br /><br />Plus I've been given a permanent pitch to perform at each day throughout the day on Clarinda Street outside the Coachman Hotel Motel. Come say hi, clap your hands (or put them over your ears...whatever), join in the singalong with the inappropriate lyrics, and most importantly plop your vote in for me for best street performance. If I get enough votes there's a chance that I may pick up some cash to afford my flight back to Perth. And let's face it, who wants me stuck anywhere near you over there in NSW.<br /><br />I'll also have my new CD for sale for the first time EVER! It's "A Piece Of Crap" and features all the Crap Elvis crowd favourites. More on that in the next post. I'm getting all emotional already.Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-16011197901335135942009-06-17T11:14:00.004+08:002009-06-17T11:53:39.449+08:00Checking in before I check inWell, hello there! Flying out to LA and Vegas tonight but thought I'd drop by and chuck a bit of video up that's been kicking around the laptop for a while. It's a clip of a live performance from The Comedy Lounge in Perth. With a 5 minute limit on the night, I condensed a few songs into one montage. Strangely, this performance lead to a spot at the Raw Comedy finals at the Perth Concert Hall. The last time I was there was in the audience watching Noel Gallagher. Bet he's kicking himself he couldn't return the favour.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xkAT-20Iz8o&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xkAT-20Iz8o&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-20691689226402211002009-03-16T13:47:00.006+09:002009-03-16T14:53:33.012+09:00A load of crop: Crap Elvis on the farm, plus gig newsSince the last post, I completely failed in whacking up the promised photos from a trip to a farm down south of Western Australia, yet somehow succeeded in making it through the first heat of the Raw Comedy competition (the universe is obviously out of balance). So back on the horse properly now (actually it will have to be a sheep - no horses on that farm), and here's the photos. Plus if you want to come along to the Raw Comedy Wildcard Show this Thursday (19 March) at the Comedy Lounge, Charles Hotel, North Perth, <a href="http://www.comedylounge.com.au/comedy/index.php?option=com_content&task=blogcategory&id=1&Itemid=36">click here</a> for all the details. I'll be one of a few on that night.<br />Also quick thanks to those who turned up at late notice to the Llama Bar show last week.<br />Righty ho....photos coming now.<br /><br /><br />Thinking....thinking.....oh come on, how could I drive past this...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ea6MCfrI/AAAAAAAABOI/yGTB3RQz1bk/s1600-h/P1188340.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ea6MCfrI/AAAAAAAABOI/yGTB3RQz1bk/s400/P1188340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313647689244769970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Can't. Resist. Gift. From. Comedy. Gods.<br />PS: Always carry some masking tape and a marker pen with you.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3eawyGwoI/AAAAAAAABOQ/jmTDIA8eJB0/s1600-h/P1188336.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3eawyGwoI/AAAAAAAABOQ/jmTDIA8eJB0/s400/P1188336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313647686720078466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Deadwood. And some old trees.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ettjOozI/AAAAAAAABPI/TokwWAkjsbg/s1600-h/P1188308.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ettjOozI/AAAAAAAABPI/TokwWAkjsbg/s400/P1188308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313648012269888306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Off to check on the new wig harvest. It's been a number of years since the last good batch.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ebyXwwCI/AAAAAAAABOo/h4wOeLwc5qA/s1600-h/P1188326.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ebyXwwCI/AAAAAAAABOo/h4wOeLwc5qA/s400/P1188326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313647704326324258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dealing with writers blockage.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3etEG9j8I/AAAAAAAABPA/tdpUGWSgQlM/s1600-h/P1188316.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3etEG9j8I/AAAAAAAABPA/tdpUGWSgQlM/s400/P1188316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313648001145475010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Elvis had an extensive silo career<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ebmu0vPI/AAAAAAAABOg/foq_xYRw0IQ/s1600-h/P1188331.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ebmu0vPI/AAAAAAAABOg/foq_xYRw0IQ/s400/P1188331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313647701201829106" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ahead. And a body. And some legs.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3etKjosSI/AAAAAAAABO4/UjQ3fOkQzi8/s1600-h/P1188319.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3etKjosSI/AAAAAAAABO4/UjQ3fOkQzi8/s400/P1188319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313648002876354850" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The annual "running of the sheep." Terrifying.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ebR-yN3I/AAAAAAAABOY/38bLa5uUAp0/s1600-h/P1188333.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3ebR-yN3I/AAAAAAAABOY/38bLa5uUAp0/s400/P1188333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313647695631628146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hearty farm meals definitely take their toll.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3eszrQhgI/AAAAAAAABOw/Z4JLgeAWq3Y/s1600-h/P1188320.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/Sb3eszrQhgI/AAAAAAAABOw/Z4JLgeAWq3Y/s400/P1188320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313647996734309890" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-61729060648108299482009-02-10T18:12:00.003+09:002009-02-10T18:22:56.887+09:00Ooh, here I am....Sorry, been absolutely rubbish since finally getting back to Perth where it all started just over a year ago. But Crap Elvis isn't dead (he just smells a bit that way). This Thurs 12 Feb, I'll be appearing in Western Australia for the first time in Raw Comedy at The Charles Hotel, North Perth 8pm. It's an annual competition so just a quick 5 mins but I've put a special montage together for it. If you're nearby and want to come down, further details at the <a href="http://www.comedylounge.com.au/comedy/index.php?option=com_content&task=blogcategory&id=1&Itemid=36">Comedy Lounge website here</a><br /><br />Plus in the lead up to it, the Stirling Times came round to do a quick article, which you can also find online by clicking <a href="http://www.inmycommunity.com.au/going-out/gig-guide/Matts-Crap-Elvis-on-a-roll/7518449/">here<br /></a><br />Will be back posting very shortly with some strange photos of Crap Elvis on a farm recently. Yeah, I know, I bet you can't wait.Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-73293069210921539642009-01-17T12:33:00.005+09:002009-01-17T14:00:12.757+09:00New videos and other stuffHave just chucked a little videoblog together of my Parkes Elvis Festival experience...<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gofXCu6gx5Q&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gofXCu6gx5Q&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />There were TV Crap sightings on ABC, SBS, Channel Seven. Channel Ten journo Brett Mason kindly sent me his report from the national news with a brief bit of Crap in it. Here ya go...<br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfyiFM0yrMY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfyiFM0yrMY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br />Also caught up with Jess Perriam from the ABC for an interview and a laugh -<br /><a href="http://www.abc.net.au/local/photos/2009/01/12/2463617.htm" target="_blank">http://www.<span class="nfakPe">abc</span>.net.au/local/<wbr>photos/2009/01/12/2463617.htm</a><br /><br />I wrote Crap Elvis' Top Five travel destinations for the Sydney Morning Herald<br /><a href="http://www.smh.com.au/travel/top-five-places-crap-elvis-20090103-79dp.html">http://www.smh.com.au/travel/top-five-places-crap-elvis-20090103-79dp.html</a><br /><br />Brief mention in The Australian<br /><a href="http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/story/0,25197,24893603-5013404,00.html">http://www.theaustralian.news.com.au/story/0,25197,24893603-5013404,00.html</a><br /><br />Couple of older articles that I forgot to post up from The Sunday Times (Perth)<br /><a href="http://www.news.com.au/perthnow/story/0,21598,24640700-5012990,00.html">http://www.news.com.au/perthnow/story/0,21598,24640700-5012990,00.html</a><br /><a href="http://www.news.com.au/perthnow/story/0,21598,24621035-5005368,00.html">http://www.news.com.au/perthnow/story/0,21598,24621035-5005368,00.html</a><br /><br />Also recent nice radio chats to Gavin Miller on 6PR, Jamie McDonald on Talking Back The Night (41 stations across Australia), and Jeff Burzacott on 5AACrap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-51349080190545387732009-01-14T16:33:00.015+09:002009-01-14T18:10:24.643+09:00a MASSIVE hunka love - Parkes Elvis Festival recap<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2ald8llWI/AAAAAAAABIk/G77IEk5r6uM/s1600-h/vlcsnap-92535.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2ald8llWI/AAAAAAAABIk/G77IEk5r6uM/s400/vlcsnap-92535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291055105714787682" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Crap Elvis levitating above the mainstage<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrGtyk0I/AAAAAAAABIE/pTZ6xo4Av2s/s1600-h/vlcsnap-55512.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrGtyk0I/AAAAAAAABIE/pTZ6xo4Av2s/s400/vlcsnap-55512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291051904023040834" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"The owner of the light blue Datsun, you've left your lights on"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrMaAAoI/AAAAAAAABH8/SQRSILVyyvI/s1600-h/vlcsnap-50918.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrMaAAoI/AAAAAAAABH8/SQRSILVyyvI/s400/vlcsnap-50918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291051905550647938" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well, that was interesting! Despite the heavy rains just before showtime, an astonishing amount of people stuck around to be entertained/offended during the mainstage performance (photos above). They expected Crap, and they got it. Although it did seem all too easy to convince them to sing the word's "You can't sing and you're crap. We don't doubt that. In fact you're just a loser baby" to the end of the show's final song "Suspicious Bags" (to the tune of Suspicious Minds).<br />Because of the rain, the video was shot from the stage so unfortunately the sound didn't turn out too great, so I'll hopefully pop the video of the performance from The Dock on the site tomorrow instead.<br /><br />And the festival in general? Amazing (biggest one ever), surreal (gangs of marauding Elvii everywhere you look), and ultra friendly. The official symbol of international friendship has to be the Elvis suit. In fact, whilst I was chatting to Gordon the Scottish Elvis, he informally put forward his plan to solve the middle east crisis. Suddenly it all made sense. Who could possibly act violently towards a man in a white jumpsuit and cheap wig. If the UN are reading this now (could happen), forget about aid packages for both sides, let's airdrop Elvis suits to Hammas and Israel and turn the Gaza strip into a Vegas strip. Job done. Right, Zimbabwe you're next (anyone know Mugabe's shoe size?).<br /><br /><br />And to follow up from a previous post....you want a woman in a knitted Elvis wig....here you go...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrIkeAMI/AAAAAAAABIU/UoxST84d5RI/s1600-h/P1088214.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrIkeAMI/AAAAAAAABIU/UoxST84d5RI/s400/P1088214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291051904520814786" border="0" /></a><br /><br />How about the local mayor in a jumpsuit<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrTj5enI/AAAAAAAABIc/S2QU86oyzyM/s1600-h/P1088217.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrTj5enI/AAAAAAAABIc/S2QU86oyzyM/s400/P1088217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291051907471211122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />In fact a man in a $30 Elvis suit could almost go unnoticed. Almost.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrHrjEPI/AAAAAAAABIM/bs7b6bDn1I8/s1600-h/P1088212.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2XrHrjEPI/AAAAAAAABIM/bs7b6bDn1I8/s400/P1088212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291051904282071282" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But not a man dressed as a cow...dressed as Elvis.<br />(didn't get photos of the koala and giraffe also gyrating, but they were there)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2bb-79V8I/AAAAAAAABJM/tV_f2qYOf0c/s1600-h/P1098237.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2bb-79V8I/AAAAAAAABJM/tV_f2qYOf0c/s400/P1098237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056042283456450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />When marketing gets carried away...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKb5KMdI/AAAAAAAABKE/qeE3KfMxCOs/s1600-h/P1108271.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKb5KMdI/AAAAAAAABKE/qeE3KfMxCOs/s400/P1108271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056840330326482" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Where does she think she's going in that suit? Round the world?!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2bbyIIl0I/AAAAAAAABJU/6A0hgTpDiQs/s1600-h/P1098247.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2bbyIIl0I/AAAAAAAABJU/6A0hgTpDiQs/s400/P1098247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056038844864322" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It's always the same. You wait ages for a Priscilla to come along, then 9 come along at once.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4WU-f6I/AAAAAAAABKk/SfwDDc9yqjU/s1600-h/IMG_2350.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4WU-f6I/AAAAAAAABKk/SfwDDc9yqjU/s400/IMG_2350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291057629110370210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Another day, another gig on a train in the world's worst Elvis suit.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKuSLvVI/AAAAAAAABKU/T67mKhVxLsc/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKuSLvVI/AAAAAAAABKU/T67mKhVxLsc/s400/DSC00192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056845267123538" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"Ladies and gentlemen, I will now put my pants back on"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4F1ckwI/AAAAAAAABKc/RAdkqy81QuI/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4F1ckwI/AAAAAAAABKc/RAdkqy81QuI/s400/DSC00197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291057624683156226" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And they all lived happily ever after.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2alWCAQJI/AAAAAAAABIs/kkmVH2N2uE8/s1600-h/P1098222.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2alWCAQJI/AAAAAAAABIs/kkmVH2N2uE8/s400/P1098222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291055103590023314" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Local boy 75 year old Stan. The wig started as a small hairy mole.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKEUGnGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/okZb2mj2c8I/s1600-h/P1108262.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKEUGnGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/okZb2mj2c8I/s400/P1108262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056834000886882" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"Live" at The Dock bar/restaurant. Some say it had an "unplugged" feel about it. Most reckon that the sound system should have been.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4fEc9bI/AAAAAAAABK0/YiCYbbFhYoQ/s1600-h/IMG_3518.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4fEc9bI/AAAAAAAABK0/YiCYbbFhYoQ/s400/IMG_3518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291057631456982450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Will sing for drinks.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4votGNI/AAAAAAAABK8/z_itZvbRS_E/s1600-h/IMG_3528.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4votGNI/AAAAAAAABK8/z_itZvbRS_E/s400/IMG_3528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291057635904002258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Onstage at the Parkes Hotel. Someone must have left chewing gum on the floor.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKYWstyI/AAAAAAAABKM/GWoyxTm7fVo/s1600-h/P1118277.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKYWstyI/AAAAAAAABKM/GWoyxTm7fVo/s400/P1118277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056839380481826" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Collective noun suggestions for a group of Elvis' (Elvii):<br />A burger/jumpsuit/hunka/karaoke/tragic of Elvii. Any more, let me know at crapelvis@gmail.com.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKDlMyCI/AAAAAAAABJ8/UgkxQSyukCI/s1600-h/P1108265.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2cKDlMyCI/AAAAAAAABJ8/UgkxQSyukCI/s400/P1108265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056833804159010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2alq2TJDI/AAAAAAAABI0/3MP6rexawEE/s1600-h/P1098226.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2alq2TJDI/AAAAAAAABI0/3MP6rexawEE/s400/P1098226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291055109178074162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2bcIQog5I/AAAAAAAABJs/qAJJERvmrxo/s1600-h/P1108254.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2bcIQog5I/AAAAAAAABJs/qAJJERvmrxo/s400/P1108254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056044786090898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2bcDa-irI/AAAAAAAABJk/_mEoildFrdw/s1600-h/P1108249.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2bcDa-irI/AAAAAAAABJk/_mEoildFrdw/s400/P1108249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291056043487300274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"Thankyou. I'll be here all weekend. Try the burgers"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4XGpv2I/AAAAAAAABKs/wxILPd0ijDQ/s1600-h/IMG_2614.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SW2c4XGpv2I/AAAAAAAABKs/wxILPd0ijDQ/s400/IMG_2614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291057629318725474" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-29015221736381382382009-01-10T12:58:00.003+09:002009-01-10T13:15:19.136+09:00London, Moscow, Paris, Rio........Parkes: Crap Elvis returns to the Elvis FestivalJust a real quick post. After 25 countries across the world, the trip has spat me back out at the Parkes Elvis Festival in Australia. It's pure Elvis madness.<br />I've met a woman who knitted her own Elvis wig, shaken hands with the town's mayor who was also in full Elvis gear.....and have just finished a full set of Crap Elvis tunes on the town's mainstage.<br />Despite some die-hard Elvis fans obviously organising the weather against me, with the only torrential storm of the day starting just before my performance, I was reckoning around the 14 minute mark before I'd get booed off. Fortunately the storm messed with people's logical side of the brain and I managed the full half hour to rapturous and worrying applause.<br />Now for some rest for another gig in 2 hours time.....<br />Photos, videos to follow in next couple of days.Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-36920814410128177552009-01-01T17:44:00.002+09:002009-01-01T17:50:15.399+09:00Crap Elvis video montageOoh, a new year treat! <br />As the trip draws to a well overdue close in the next couple of weeks, I've slapped together video clips of Crap Elvis sightings in every country from the past 12 months.<br /><br />Currently still in Indonesia, but next stop Parkes, NSW, Australia for the Parkes Elvis Festival.<br />It ain't over till the Crap Elvis sings....<br /><br /><object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OOFlmkfzQHY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OOFlmkfzQHY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-61859998857938793772009-01-01T17:01:00.004+09:002009-01-01T17:42:48.481+09:00It's Merpati and I'll cry if I want to: Crap Elvis in Lombok, IndonesiaCrapppppppppy new yeaaaaaaaaaaaar!<br /><br />Somewhere on an island off Lombok, which is an island off Bali, a man in a cheap Elvis suit is accepted and respected. Maybe if they had better connections to the outside world on Gili Trawangan they may be a little more disappointed. But this is a place with salt water showers, no cars, and horse drawn taxis so I've got to take these opportunities while I can.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx9jF8C2VI/AAAAAAAABH0/xnAXeo-cN7o/s1600-h/IMGP5800.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx9jF8C2VI/AAAAAAAABH0/xnAXeo-cN7o/s400/IMGP5800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286238104469035346" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Coz tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1969.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx9jE5pAnI/AAAAAAAABHs/Gm5dX6sdUaU/s1600-h/IMGP5799.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx9jE5pAnI/AAAAAAAABHs/Gm5dX6sdUaU/s400/IMGP5799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286238104190517874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So in the run-up to New Year's Eve on Gil Trawangan, I'd strapped in for a 20 minute flight on Merpati Air from Bali to Lombok (am still wondering what happens in the final 1 hour 40 minutes of the inflight movie). Aa few days were spent on the south coast chasing waves, and avoiding cows, chickens and coconuts in the road.<br /><br />The service station attendent may have been young, but at least she put her cigarette out before serving me. The official unit of petrol in Lombok is "old whisky bottle."<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx9isOixbI/AAAAAAAABHk/ecgNKVqWP3Q/s1600-h/28122008169.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx9isOixbI/AAAAAAAABHk/ecgNKVqWP3Q/s400/28122008169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286238097567303090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Interesting choice of business name. But whatever turns you on hey?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx7-m2FN6I/AAAAAAAABHc/tKFgvas98eQ/s1600-h/IMGP5778.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx7-m2FN6I/AAAAAAAABHc/tKFgvas98eQ/s400/IMGP5778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286236378135607202" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Traditional stick fighting. Shortly afterwards it descended into an all in brawl which the police had to break up. Who'd have thought that something so simple as 2 men beating each other with long sharp poles would lead to violence.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx7-ZYP23I/AAAAAAAABHU/GWaGMErHHto/s1600-h/PC298147.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx7-ZYP23I/AAAAAAAABHU/GWaGMErHHto/s400/PC298147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286236374520814450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Rush hour.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx7-ExlfHI/AAAAAAAABHM/7kbOfVOqkr8/s1600-h/PC298134.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx7-ExlfHI/AAAAAAAABHM/7kbOfVOqkr8/s400/PC298134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286236368989944946" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I was very lucky to witness the world record attempt for "how many people can you get in a tiny minibus"....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx796glt_I/AAAAAAAABHE/c_ZjoDL_VN4/s1600-h/PC288120.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx796glt_I/AAAAAAAABHE/c_ZjoDL_VN4/s400/PC288120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286236366234302450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...but even luckier to see the world record attempt at "how many people can you fit on a moped"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx79ExVzyI/AAAAAAAABG8/wX6cPY9dVXw/s1600-h/PC288117.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVx79ExVzyI/AAAAAAAABG8/wX6cPY9dVXw/s400/PC288117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286236351809048354" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-10039526846599766682008-12-25T20:21:00.006+09:002008-12-25T20:44:43.880+09:00Indo Ghetto - Crap Elvis in BaliAs you can tell by the photos below, it's Xmas Day. OK, so there's no pine trees, turkey, tinsel, Santa, bad socks, dodgy jumpers, or The Sound of Music on tv, but trust me, this is Xmas Day Bali style.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVNt1Opn46I/AAAAAAAABG0/38BFaEsr_qc/s1600-h/PC258099a.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVNt1Opn46I/AAAAAAAABG0/38BFaEsr_qc/s400/PC258099a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283687549068895138" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Beautiful waves Serangan style. About to be ruined by some ugly surf style.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVNt1GTxIgI/AAAAAAAABGs/bknFdh9f-HA/s1600-h/PC258095a.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVNt1GTxIgI/AAAAAAAABGs/bknFdh9f-HA/s400/PC258095a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283687546829742594" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Thinking about it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVNt0LGSdZI/AAAAAAAABGk/BmpzYNSmvaI/s1600-h/PC188073a.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVNt0LGSdZI/AAAAAAAABGk/BmpzYNSmvaI/s400/PC188073a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283687530935514514" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sod it. It's Xmas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVNty61GtTI/AAAAAAAABGc/ak5DLh5Uodo/s1600-h/PC188071a.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SVNty61GtTI/AAAAAAAABGc/ak5DLh5Uodo/s400/PC188071a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283687509388604722" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-51980814579979099632008-12-10T10:16:00.003+09:002008-12-10T10:32:06.542+09:00Nobody was Kung Fu fighting: Crap Elvis in Hong KongOK, just squeezing some free net access in at HK airport so it's another slap and dash photo post. <br />Just about to head to Bali for a month of surfing, writing, and maybe even a little rehearsing for the Parkes Elvis Festival (Australia) performance. Maybe even update the wordy bits on the blog......or maybe not.....this body isn't going to massage itself!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y8pPo4tI/AAAAAAAABF8/lErsiRr6XFw/s1600-h/PC098030.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y8pPo4tI/AAAAAAAABF8/lErsiRr6XFw/s400/PC098030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964718444176082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8ZfK9J1CI/AAAAAAAABGU/4ohymaaytvI/s1600-h/PC057858.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8ZfK9J1CI/AAAAAAAABGU/4ohymaaytvI/s400/PC057858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965311609000994" border="0" /></a><br /><br />World's Biggest Outdoor Sitting Buddha (the guy at the top, not the bottom, of the photo)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Ze_0ygrI/AAAAAAAABGM/HUU5LPsGmwg/s1600-h/PC057863.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Ze_0ygrI/AAAAAAAABGM/HUU5LPsGmwg/s400/PC057863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965308621128370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I know...you've seen one rubbish Elvis-suit wearer poledancing in a cable car, you've seen 'em all.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8ZesGho-I/AAAAAAAABGE/ah6CqGYN-8E/s1600-h/PC067875.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8ZesGho-I/AAAAAAAABGE/ah6CqGYN-8E/s400/PC067875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277965303326811106" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Blending in like a local.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y8pPo4tI/AAAAAAAABF8/lErsiRr6XFw/s1600-h/PC098030.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y8pPo4tI/AAAAAAAABF8/lErsiRr6XFw/s400/PC098030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964718444176082" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The regulars on the train to "The Peak" were obviously used to how steep it is.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y8YhMdeI/AAAAAAAABF0/SnUI-OZouVA/s1600-h/PC087959.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y8YhMdeI/AAAAAAAABF0/SnUI-OZouVA/s400/PC087959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964713954407906" border="0" /></a><br /><br />At "The Peak." Like most tourist lookouts, you have to pay for the telescope. I have since found that by simply standing a lot closer to the thing you are trying to view, you get the same effect.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y8dlkOPI/AAAAAAAABFs/N4sL9xQ-fLE/s1600-h/PC087946.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y8dlkOPI/AAAAAAAABFs/N4sL9xQ-fLE/s400/PC087946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964715314919666" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hong Kong icon. And the Star ferry.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y77vDAaI/AAAAAAAABFk/Gna5oFKWTl4/s1600-h/PC077927.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y77vDAaI/AAAAAAAABFk/Gna5oFKWTl4/s400/PC077927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964706227880354" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is when I realised our hotel wasn't the classiest.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y7uKXx1I/AAAAAAAABFc/ibAolk_Uk0o/s1600-h/PC077914.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/ST8Y7uKXx1I/AAAAAAAABFc/ibAolk_Uk0o/s400/PC077914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277964702584391506" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-80193795070846821452008-12-02T23:57:00.006+09:002008-12-03T00:42:52.622+09:00Love Mao Tender: Crap Elvis in ChinaThe Great Wall of China (and the Great Tool of Australia)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOmDr2ImI/AAAAAAAABFM/SmWPECxPlG8/s1600-h/PC017763.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOmDr2ImI/AAAAAAAABFM/SmWPECxPlG8/s400/PC017763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208954265608802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In a wall-naming vote, "The Not Too Shabby Wall of China." only just lost out.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOxp_vWSI/AAAAAAAABFU/Yuh-xv1T5dA/s1600-h/PC027770.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOxp_vWSI/AAAAAAAABFU/Yuh-xv1T5dA/s400/PC027770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275209153528158498" border="0" /></a><br /><br />It kept the Mongolians out for hundreds of years. It kept a $30 Elvis suit out for about 10 minutes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOlzhZpNI/AAAAAAAABFE/NkBAWwcrg6Q/s1600-h/PC017746.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOlzhZpNI/AAAAAAAABFE/NkBAWwcrg6Q/s400/PC017746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208949926831314" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Made a silly mistake when I ordered the Birds Nest Stadium instead of the birds nest soup. Could be doing the dishes for a few days to pay that bill off.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOk8XmpwI/AAAAAAAABEs/D65VgJpRtao/s1600-h/PC017715.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOk8XmpwI/AAAAAAAABEs/D65VgJpRtao/s400/PC017715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208935121790722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Gripped by Olympic Fever. Not quite as nasty as Bird Flu or SARS.<br />Demonsrating the Breaststroke outside "The Water Cube." It's moves like this that made Phelps what he is today.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOlQbf4II/AAAAAAAABE0/dbMr9_hCubk/s1600-h/PC017717.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOlQbf4II/AAAAAAAABE0/dbMr9_hCubk/s400/PC017717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208940506833026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The plan was if I stood really still, no-one would notice. Later police questioning suggests otherwise.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOlnXy4uI/AAAAAAAABE8/dwBf-0_6Szs/s1600-h/PC017722.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVOlnXy4uI/AAAAAAAABE8/dwBf-0_6Szs/s400/PC017722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208946665317090" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Mao portrait overlooking Tianneman Square.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNyOdgZDI/AAAAAAAABEM/AuNwQ5wNdi0/s1600-h/PB297613.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNyOdgZDI/AAAAAAAABEM/AuNwQ5wNdi0/s400/PB297613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208063805056050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I'm collecting dead leaders. With dead Lenin already off the list in Moscow, it was time to add dead Mao. Only dead since 1976 so the smell wasn't as bad. Here I am in front of his mausoleum (Mao-soleum?). Full military uniform allowed inside. Wig and glasses denied.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNxgV_0BI/AAAAAAAABEE/0wiaf3Q9PiE/s1600-h/PB297598.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNxgV_0BI/AAAAAAAABEE/0wiaf3Q9PiE/s400/PB297598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208051425529874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />In forbidden clothes in the Forbidden City. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNytum4MI/AAAAAAAABEU/HbYa56CbtaE/s1600-h/PB297633.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNytum4MI/AAAAAAAABEU/HbYa56CbtaE/s400/PB297633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208072198283458" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Maybe they could protect the railings that protect the relics, by putting some more relics in front of the railings.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNzJgqJpI/AAAAAAAABEk/7i1Wc4bYuM0/s1600-h/PB307680.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNzJgqJpI/AAAAAAAABEk/7i1Wc4bYuM0/s400/PB307680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208079655970450" border="0" /></a><br /><br />How many times must I say this...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNzJRlIII/AAAAAAAABEc/zTaO6qt0YtM/s1600-h/PB307675.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/STVNzJRlIII/AAAAAAAABEc/zTaO6qt0YtM/s400/PB307675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275208079592726658" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-72860932927980265692008-11-26T20:04:00.003+09:002008-11-26T20:20:41.656+09:00Genghis Presley: Crap Elvis in MongoliaNo time to talk you through these yet. Basically though they're all from the 3 days spent in Mongolia. One day in Ulaan Bataar, and 2 in the middle of absolutely nowhere. They include photos with nomads we met (and their gers that we slept in), a 40metre high shiny Genghis Khan, and what I thought was a demonstration I took part in....which on further googling has turned out to be me taking part in a Mongolian noodle tv commercial.<br />Back on the final leg of the Transmongolian railway tomorrow to Beijiing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vYNAnVuI/AAAAAAAABD8/jiBFauP0Poo/s1600-h/PB257494.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vYNAnVuI/AAAAAAAABD8/jiBFauP0Poo/s400/PB257494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272922831576323810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vX0qW71I/AAAAAAAABD0/fy4HXxfQ-Tw/s1600-h/PB247459.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vX0qW71I/AAAAAAAABD0/fy4HXxfQ-Tw/s400/PB247459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272922825040523090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vX8QDrLI/AAAAAAAABDs/G8l6ExHIHTw/s1600-h/PB247449.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vX8QDrLI/AAAAAAAABDs/G8l6ExHIHTw/s400/PB247449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272922827077692594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vXNlDdDI/AAAAAAAABDk/RtBABa2Jn9U/s1600-h/PB247441.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vXNlDdDI/AAAAAAAABDk/RtBABa2Jn9U/s400/PB247441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272922814549292082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vWxC5zOI/AAAAAAAABDc/ij9N02hODE8/s1600-h/PB257484.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0vWxC5zOI/AAAAAAAABDc/ij9N02hODE8/s400/PB257484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272922806889860322" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ufep6F5I/AAAAAAAABDU/ZpiuMvMcFvg/s1600-h/PB257496.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ufep6F5I/AAAAAAAABDU/ZpiuMvMcFvg/s400/PB257496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272921857060378514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ufYWGC4I/AAAAAAAABDM/B81-J58bVp0/s1600-h/PB257502.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ufYWGC4I/AAAAAAAABDM/B81-J58bVp0/s400/PB257502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272921855366663042" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ue9xzlbI/AAAAAAAABDE/vpN09WrzWts/s1600-h/PB257504.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ue9xzlbI/AAAAAAAABDE/vpN09WrzWts/s400/PB257504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272921848235136434" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0uexPKyQI/AAAAAAAABC8/VEz6X1YOiXc/s1600-h/PB267555.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0uexPKyQI/AAAAAAAABC8/VEz6X1YOiXc/s400/PB267555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272921844868630786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ue6RtOUI/AAAAAAAABC0/YGHDax_baQY/s1600-h/PB267560.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ue6RtOUI/AAAAAAAABC0/YGHDax_baQY/s400/PB267560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272921847295195458" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-20689045850136725502008-11-26T19:40:00.003+09:002008-11-26T20:00:42.170+09:00Feeling husky: Crap Elvis in SiberiaChilly here innit?! -9C when we set off for Lake Baikal - an hour away from Irkutsk.<br /><br />Dogsledding near Lake Baikal, Siberia. The snow just thin enough to make it reallllllly hurt when you're thrown from the back of the homemade sled.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qK4ch-lI/AAAAAAAABCc/_m1H22fA_SM/s1600-h/PB227376.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qK4ch-lI/AAAAAAAABCc/_m1H22fA_SM/s400/PB227376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917105159830098" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Snowmobile-jacking.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qLfhI4LI/AAAAAAAABCk/mHLiRDNca90/s1600-h/PB227383.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qLfhI4LI/AAAAAAAABCk/mHLiRDNca90/s400/PB227383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917115648139442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After a hard day's falling off a dog sled, there was chance to relax in a Russian banya. Basically the hottest, dryest, sauna-est room you've been in, followed by a thorough thrashing about the body with a bunch of birch branches and leaves, and then a stupidly cold shower. Repeat til you faint.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qLorM0LI/AAAAAAAABCs/_lRTKYZZhYQ/s1600-h/PB227407.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qLorM0LI/AAAAAAAABCs/_lRTKYZZhYQ/s400/PB227407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917118106259634" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Lake Baikal - world's deepest lake. Too cold to put your hand in, so I'll take someone else's word on it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qKqPjKDI/AAAAAAAABCM/Xx_vYQe_F68/s1600-h/PB217360.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qKqPjKDI/AAAAAAAABCM/Xx_vYQe_F68/s400/PB217360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917101347285042" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So I'm guessing the high priced ticket for the big game that night was a scam.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qK3hdZyI/AAAAAAAABCU/JzLvVyJ7e8w/s1600-h/PB217359.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0qK3hdZyI/AAAAAAAABCU/JzLvVyJ7e8w/s400/PB217359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272917104912066338" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-50646901355837571742008-11-26T19:09:00.004+09:002008-11-26T19:39:24.660+09:00Crap Elvis on the Transmongolian RailwayThe Moscow to Yekaterinburg section weighing in at a leisurely 28 hours. Fortunately, I had no time to waste on reading or looking out of the window once discovering that I was sharing my compartment with some Russian boxing champions on the way to the National Championships in Perm. Despite only 2 boxers actually booked in this compartment, it varied from 4 to 8 at any one time. Despite not talking any Russian, and them not talking any English, we managed to repeat the same conversation over and over until they got off. Conversation may be a rather loose term for what really was this sentence "Australia! Kangaroos. Costa Tsyzu." Costa Tsyzu is a Russian boxer who moved to Australia. Kangaroos are...well, let's not get too bogged down with details.<br /><br />"If you don't have a broken nose, make some noiiiiise". Just me then.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0jZ0mvs4I/AAAAAAAABBs/3zPiFLgFUU8/s1600-h/PB167255.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0jZ0mvs4I/AAAAAAAABBs/3zPiFLgFUU8/s400/PB167255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272909665245574018" border="0" /></a><br /><br />View from the train. Ooh look, another snow filled field.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0jaIT_fLI/AAAAAAAABB0/mwpYgsR5wlw/s1600-h/PB207308+%282%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0jaIT_fLI/AAAAAAAABB0/mwpYgsR5wlw/s400/PB207308+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272909670535625906" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Then it got really exciting.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0jZxxEwwI/AAAAAAAABBk/fUG9virPOME/s1600-h/PB167244.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0jZxxEwwI/AAAAAAAABBk/fUG9virPOME/s400/PB167244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272909664483590914" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Yekaterinburg to Irkutsk took a lazy 53 hours. No Russian boxers, just one Russian policewoman. No photos due to fear of arrest.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0javJ36FI/AAAAAAAABB8/cAAjOSEvu-0/s1600-h/PB207312+%282%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0javJ36FI/AAAAAAAABB8/cAAjOSEvu-0/s400/PB207312+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272909680962168914" border="0" /></a><br /><br />How 51 of the 53 hours was spent. Apart from the drunk helicopter pilot who tipped vodka in my beer. If you're ever in the country, never accept a lift in a chopper.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ja4qM4uI/AAAAAAAABCE/ghAS16dWp10/s1600-h/PB207316+%282%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SS0ja4qM4uI/AAAAAAAABCE/ghAS16dWp10/s400/PB207316+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272909683513680610" border="0" /></a>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-84453099825978680092008-11-15T19:23:00.006+09:002008-11-21T20:10:01.048+09:00Red Suede Shoes: Crap Elvis in Moscow<p>Red Square: </p><p>Practising for my midget kickboxing bout that night.</p><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6lmXHe78I/AAAAAAAABBc/1THv5RpgBRE/s1600-h/PB137179.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268830692529074114" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6lmXHe78I/AAAAAAAABBc/1THv5RpgBRE/s400/PB137179.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p>Turning my back on the Kremlin after being denied entrance. Wasn't able to greet Lenin in costume either. His body is still on display in a separate building just outside the walls. He looks only slightly more real than Michael Jackson. And he can dance a lot better. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jf2Pv8-I/AAAAAAAABA8/UHA8igKZmDE/s1600-h/PB137180.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268828381602903010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jf2Pv8-I/AAAAAAAABA8/UHA8igKZmDE/s400/PB137180.JPG" border="0" /></a> <br /></p>If you can't beat them, join them.<br />Copying the Russian military's march, and auditioning for the Ministry of Silly Walks at the same time. Kremlin entry still denied.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jfv_UsWI/AAAAAAAABA0/XLs5lDBLpVY/s1600-h/PB137172.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268828379923394914" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jfv_UsWI/AAAAAAAABA0/XLs5lDBLpVY/s400/PB137172.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Stalin, Presley, Lenin (all very average representations)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jf2oL22I/AAAAAAAABBE/81Rc41L4LfA/s1600-h/PB147217.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268828381705395042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jf2oL22I/AAAAAAAABBE/81Rc41L4LfA/s400/PB147217.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p></p><p></p><p>Spot the odd one out (yes, third guy from the right is the only one wearing underwear)<br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jf1-1moI/AAAAAAAABBM/StRfXODQx9M/s1600-h/PB147220.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268828381531970178" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jf1-1moI/AAAAAAAABBM/StRfXODQx9M/s400/PB147220.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p></p><p>If only I could speak Russian - then I might have some idea what this shop sells<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jgTpSQOI/AAAAAAAABBU/Gr77BgoIWMQ/s1600-h/PB147228.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268828389494636770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6jgTpSQOI/AAAAAAAABBU/Gr77BgoIWMQ/s400/PB147228.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></p>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2448587215468679800.post-20502172890182099772008-11-15T19:08:00.002+09:002008-11-15T19:23:03.435+09:00Crap Elviski - Crap Elvis in St Petersburg, RussiaWith the local language skills of a 3 year old, we arrived in St Petersburg, Russia after some strange visa delay (I think my occupation category was confusing). An unbelievable feeling of helplessness took over when emerging out of the airport, I couldn't even read, let alone speak any word on any sign. We had to resort to matching the shapes in the words.<br />Trying to be hardcore/cheaparse travellers, we finally boarded a local marshrutka (ford transit crazy van), then the metro (to correct the wrong direction we'd gone in the marshrutka), then another marshrutka, then a little walk to the hostel. All in all, the 25minute trip from the airport took us 2 hours.<br /><br />Church On The Spilled Blood - (the vote for "Church where something vaguely unpleasant happened" was clearly beaten).<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6gKZpSWpI/AAAAAAAABAs/yFD3YpFPbes/s1600-h/PB117145.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268824714613250706" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6gKZpSWpI/AAAAAAAABAs/yFD3YpFPbes/s400/PB117145.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />St Petersburg's Palace Square - the tourists go crazy for it. Sorry, the tourist go crazy for it.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6gKDPYq1I/AAAAAAAABAk/UiJt72fOE8Q/s1600-h/PB117140.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268824708599032658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n91MnMYK06s/SR6gKDPYq1I/AAAAAAAABAk/UiJt72fOE8Q/s400/PB117140.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Crap Elvishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10728127743280777353noreply@blogger.com0