We were at the Museum of Contemporary Art, Circular Quay, in an upstairs room surrounded by Mike Parr’s wordplay and loads of zines. It doesn’t seem long ago, but it was actually May, so much for the immediacy of blogging.

The conversation stemmed from a piece we asked Christos to write, for Cyclic 22, on his musical influences. He was generous with his ideas and opinions at every step of the process, and I think that comes through pretty clearly in this video.

Since last Sunday I have:

• Spent a week in Perth to attend the Greenhouse 2009 climate conference. No gambling. Chaired a session on climate change adaptation. Lived at Burswood Entertainment Complex – Perth casino – for five days. Did not leave. Oh, did leave one night, for Meupe night in town – got Pimmon CD and Wooshie seven inch single. Back at casino, found myself sitting at a parking station as it was the only place I could charge my laptop. Swum at Cottesloe beach on the last night with new and old friends, followed by fish and chips and Little Creatures beer on the beach. Flew back to Sydney after my longest time away from Nina Bea
• Appeared in the Sydney Writers Festival 09 program
• Program review at radio. All in order, apparently
• Skipped through traffic, petered out of petrol at Albion and Elizabeth Streets, had to push my scooter to the side of the road. The shame