Rocktober 1st, Wellington NZ

Last night (Saturday) went to the BATS theatre here in Wellington to see 'Yours, truly', a play about Jack the Ripper. Rarely has a production been so suited to it's surroundings. It was as if the theatre had been dressed especially. The play was an enjoyably macabre romp throught Ripper mythology with all the usual suspects present and correct - Sickert, aslyums, Masons, etc. The casting was excellent, the portrayal of William Gull particularly impressive and the whole performance was served with a nice slice of almost Rubenesque pie on the side. Afterwards in the bar, the spirit of Boss Christ came over me - F**k yeah! Picture Jack Pierce's Werewolf of London dressed in Springsteen's blue jeans and sleaveless T and you've pretty much got it. Latin tinged guitar instrumentals and a local version of Folsam Prison Blues made my night. Managed to drag my sorry arse out of bed this morning despite the clocks going forward (so that's why I've been only 11 hours ahead instead of 12!) and visited Te Papa which is excellent. I anticipate many a return visit - far too much to see in one go. Particularly liked the exhibit on earthquakes - when Maui hauled his fish out of the sea and made Te Ika-a-Maui (aka the North Island) I think he must of left his line in cuz the whole island is still writhing on the end it. The western edge of the Pacific plate runs right through here like a fishing wire - and Wellington has swallowed the bait. First day on the job tomorrow so early night tonight but before I sign off - Happy f**kin' Birthday Chris and hope u had a good one. TTFN x