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Just to prove Split Enz had some global influence, here’s some Eddie Vedder (complete with original Enzer Tim Finn and his nephew’s band Betchadupa), doing an Enz classic. Young Liam sounds so much like his father (Neil Finn), it’s uncanny.
Oh, and if anyone wants to know what to buy me, 7 Worlds Collide would be it. Never mind – I found it in the bargain bin at The Warehouse.
So I’m up late watching a music DVD I bought a couple weeks back and haven’t really had a chance to watch. It’s ‘One Out of the Bag’, the Split Enz reunion concert held in Melbourne last year.
This clip is the only one I could find on YouTube, featuring of one of the encore songs, complete with frisbee competition.
If you’re interested in purchasing the DVD and you’re not in NZ, there’s an Amazon link right here.
So we chose the most expensive house. Because I’m good like that.
We probably would’ve decided yesterday, but we were having one of our patented squabbles. Marital bliss, I tell ya …
The name of the street is awesome. Catalina Harbor. Yes, Harbor. In the middle of the desert. Perhaps the city planners are going on Jae’s theory that California will fall into the ocean and it’ll become beach front property.
Trying hard not to get our hopes up, but tentatively optimistic. Though one of the other places we (as in the Royal We) looked at yesterday and were considering went inactive today. Knowledgeable real estate agents, ftw!
I’m still a little mad at J, so J’s Mom, if you’re reading this, here’s something for you.
So we’re about to put another offer in on yet another place. We’re just not sure which of the 3 that weren’t filled with filth and cockroaches we’re going to do it on. Either way, this takes our total to 5. That cardboard box – or if we want to get fancy, a double-wide in the trailer park opposite J’s work – are starting to look tempting.
J also got a response from the Consulate. They have our electronic file, but not the hard copy. They’re currently scheduling interviews for mid March.
To quote my husband, “Meh”.
