The Easter weekend is coming up, and that means it's time for music festivals. If you're in KZN, or willing to travel there from wherever else you may be, you will be able to attend Splashy Fen, officially (apparently) the oldest music festival in th...
I am always fascinated by what one can find taking place in abandoned parts of the city into the early hours of the morning. Last Friday we braved the seedier parts of the city to see Jim Neversink at Belavista in Bertrams. Normally the idea of a gig...
Despite the fact that I devoted a large portion of my studies to the creation of fantasy worlds and made-up stories, be it in art, film or theatre, looking at the processes and analysing the results, I am a total junkie when it comes to films and boo...
Lux Interior, the singer of seminal psychobilly act the Cramps, died on last night. He survived a few death rumours in his time, but this one has turned out to be true. He was 62.
A full article can be found here:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/mus...
It was almost a year and a half ago that, after months of travelling between Jo'burg and Durban with little more than my dancing shoes and a toothbrush, I packed everything that mattered to me into my little car, drove up the hill, and made Jo'burg m...
In Durban, it's always green. In summer, in spring, in autumn, even in winter when the rest of the world dries out to become a dull, brownish grey. It's also never really cold. Even the chilliest nights pale in comparison to some of the cooler nights...
Like almost everyone I know, I braved the sun, the heat, the mud, a sea of emo kids, dodgy food stalls, dodgier loos and all the other delights that characterised this year's My Cokefest just so that I could see Muse.
I had heard reports from fri...
The irritating new Coke slogan has been buzzing around my head for a week now, since having it rammed down my throat repeatedly at the My Cokefest press conference, and then the next day at the actual festival. There is very little that upsets me mor...
I need to get more sleep. A smiling doctor in a white coat, with pens in his pocket and a clipboard, informed me of this yesterday evening while I was doodling around on the internet waiting for an email. His picture appeared next to a chart with the...
There were so many reasons to get out of the house last weekend and see the city.
Firstly, it was my birthday. It was (in my opinion) a significant birthday, and my first as a Jozi resident.
Secondly, I have yet another unwelcome guest at my ho...
Lisa van Wyk is the editor of The Guide and the Mail & Guardian art and entertainment listings. She has managed to convince herself that jumping up and down at gigs counts as adequate exercise, and that eating peanut butter out of the jar when she gets home at 4am counts as adequate nutrition. She probably needs to get more sleep.
