Nation Drunk on Kalamunda’s Shame

This blog received an emergency call from Waleed Aly on Radio National’s Drive show last night. The nation was gagging for news of just how much of a craphole Kalamunda is. Apparently. Never been on Radio National before. I’ve always had a dream to be constantly interrupted by Phillip Adams. One step closer. The audio is here. I did get to mention that I started the blog to label a journalist the worst in Australia. Mt Isa was suggested as being uglier than Kalamunda. I suggested a copper mine might brighten up Kala. Touche Waleed.

Aly, "gagging" for Kalamunda news.

Aly, “gagging” for Kalamunda news.

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Mt Claremont Dreaming

Nice. With exemplary back door documentation by Pete F. God these are awful.mtc1mtc2

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Sitting on it

Jamie Redfern and Liberace. Bassendean. Possibly caused by a power vacuum as Rolf downgraded to The Boy from Bayswater.

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Yoked to Progress

As Kalamunda Shire lets the side down so much so that some people are welcoming their potential Belmont overlords, it is up to Gooseberry Hill to provide the satirical artwork. Guernica like in its scope, this piece depicts the yoked and abused Kalamunda town planners harnessed to the palm filled trailer of Kalamunda council on its way (could it but move) to close down any interesting businesses in town. Maybe more Dead Souls than Guernica.

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Outrage Sunday 161 Forever Classic

The hills are alive with the sound of music
With songs they played for about twenty years
Kala fill my heart with the sound of music
And makes me want to drink 27 beers.
My heart wants to beat (but not too fast)
To muzak easy on my knees
My tummy wants to digest a meal:
‘Two chicen parmys please’.
To listen to Dire Straits yet again
And fall over in the car park
To sing through the blight
Like a baby bogan learning to play
I go to Kala when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I’ve heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I’ll sing once more.
IMG_8920With apologies for any inconvienience to Rodgers & Hammerstein.

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Gastronomes

I guess tapas was a long way off in 1962. Was Teh Calib a small var? By Alasdair.

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hole in bush

The West offline and on. It sounds arty. Was it before the dawn, running up that hill?holeinbush

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