When you get older, time doesn't go faster, you're just aware of more anniversaries.

What do I mean? Do you find yourself at Easter going "is it Easter again already?". And when you wander around the city and see advertisments for the Comedy Festival or the Melbourne International Film Festival and think, "wasn't that just on?".

The older you get, the more often you've seen these events, the more likely you are to think "wasn't that just on?".

Not only that, but the older you get, the more memories you have. More and more of your memories are of your adult life. You start to lose the younger years. You start to wonder how they took so long to be over.

You start to have thoughts like "I remember when I walked through the gardens on the way to work and the Garden Show would get in my way and I'd have to walk around it" and then realise that was three years ago, and at the time you'd been working for three and before that you'd been at Uni for three years and before that...

You see what I mean?

Time isn't going faster, the events and memories are starting to pile up.

Proof from D12 was shot and killed last night (our time).

In an eerie coincidence, Proof is shot and killed in Eminem’s music video for "Like Toy Soldiers,” a song which acts as a warning against hip-hop wars escalating into real life violence. The video shows a bloodied Proof lying in a hospital bed while doctors try to revive him, and also depicts the rapper’s funeral, attended by Eminem and the other members of D12.

I was just thinking something very similar to this while looking around JB the other day and scratching my head over their continued "alternative" section and the new "Punk/Emo" section. Genres. Bah.

acb's take on "indie":

Of course, the statement "NME is no longer indie" is only valid if one uses the word "indie" in the purist sense, rather than the popular sense. In the other sense, NME remains the bible of "indie", but "indie" is no longer indie; instead, "indie" these days is the next generation of "alternative", a fashion-conscious, highly commercial and formulaic genre of music, upbeat, stylishly-distressed football-terrace anthems, sponsored by Carling and Clear Channel, and comprised of simple riffs and the catchier bits lifted from the underground music of yesterday, streamlined for mass consumption.

Discovered via acb, this lovely set of photos of Australia taken in 1959 and 1960. Includes Melbourne, Sydney and Brisbane.

I never really thought my house was all that old but it was built not long after these photos were taken. You can see the Sydney Opera House being built in these photos. At this time the Sydney Harbour Bridge was the tallest structure in Sydney. How far we've come.