It is fun looking back at what I have written at times. Way back here I wrote about iconic Melbourne women. I am sure I left off some at the time and time marches on, so there are now more.
Back here when The Girl Who Wished She was Australian, in the US, wrote about Melbourne's present Lord Mayor Doyle, she mentioned some writing by Catherine Deveny. The Girl judged Ms Deveny from the The Peoples' Republic of Moreland somewhat critically. I can understand that. Worse than reading her writing is perhaps listening to her when she is ranting mode on the radio and that could possibly have elicited an even stronger response.
Any stranger to Ms Deveny could easily be offended with a one off read or listen. But behind the brash, up front, confrontational, controversial and provocative wife and mother, is a real person who I feel an affinity with. I too struggle to understand the world and its inequalities and injustices. I can only thank someone that I was very lucky by birth and that is all it is folks, luck. Anyone of us could be about to take our last breath after the most horrible suffering of being buried under a Haitian building for nine days. Or more commonly, an African baby just starving to death. Tens a day or is it hundreds?
Not very cheerful, sorry.
So, I will raise Ms Deveny to being an iconic Melbourne woman. Long may she be outrageous but still get a social justice point across.
You want more. Hmm, not sure about this one. I like Tracy Bartram on the radio but I am somewhat relieved her stint has finished. I struggle to keep up with her at times. By jove, she is fast. At some point her growing up in Dandenong must become boring. At some point her recovering alcoholism must become boring. At some point her son must become boring. At some point Warburton must become boring. If she just slowed down a bit, she could string her history out a lot longer. But I like her and so she will have status as iconic Melbourne woman.
You are wondering by now what this has to do with RocKwiz. Well, I have another to add to the iconic Melbourne women list.
I am sure I say this every year, but I cannot recall the christmas new year non rating period of our television stations being worse than they have been this year. One difference is that we have two digital recorders and so can record a lot of things if we aren't home and the other being that there are many more tv stations in our digital age. But STILL, there is nothing to watch. Don't forget that I have to take into account that it must be a mutually agreeable program to watch, and I mostly half watch while I am sitting here in front of the pc.
RocKwiz has been around for eons, but I have never seen it. In utter desperation I recorded an episode of RocKwiz, and found it very much to my/our liking. It is fast, fun and witty. I was surprised that it seemed to be focused quite strongly on music that I knew a bit about. I held my own in the quiz. I have subsequently watched a few episodes.
I have heard the host on radio in the past, in fact she has had her own fill in gig on ABC Melbourne radio in the past. I liked her when I heard her. But there is more to Julia Zemiro than just what you hear. You have to see her too. She is very attractive and a skilled performer in front of the camera and an audience. She alternates between being harsh, sassy and flirtatiously seductive. I confess, I am cheap. I am seduced by any woman who has dark hair, black eyes and wears bright red lipstick. It gives them a stamp that I feel comfortable with. That the show is filmed at the Espy (hey, great website) in St Kilda and that it has has very talented musicians is pure bonus.