Something called Facebook started in 2004. It was a little while before it opened up for the rest of the world, after starting as a USA college play thing. I remember getting an invite to join from a friend just as it first opened up to non-USA college students. It was odd and all we did was throw sheep at each other and throw each other out of the window. If you don’t know what that’s all about, you’re too young.
Somebody Told Me to Take Me Out with Black Betty
I was very fond of The Killers in 2004. And then there’s was Franz Ferdinand and The White Stripes, all playing indie rock/oldie style blues stuff that I was quite liking. I was also listening to more and Rammstein, The Faint and The Rapture. I really loved The Rapture at this point. Can’t say that love affair continued, I really haven’t listened to much of their stuff since Echoes, they went a bit too jazzy for my liking.
Marriages, resignations and horror
In 2004, a girl from Tasmania married a prince and everyone went nuts for a bit. Our Mary, all royal and shit.
Also going nuts was Richard Butler. The former diplomat resigned as Governor of Tasmania in 2004 after a fair bit of gossip and disgruntlement over his time in the stately job. I interviewed him one while working at the community radio station. He was odd.
Boxing Day 2004 was a horrible day. An undersea earthquake caused a gigantic tsunami that swept across the Indian Ocean and parts of Oceania, wiping out whole villages across south Asia. I find videos from that day to be some of the worst things on the Internet to try to watch. Just so devastating.
Night shifts and half arsed study
My life was a mix of working night shifts at a media monitoring place, transcribing news reports for people who pay, and attempting to do my master in journalism, while not really caring about it. I was going to lots of local gigs and I started going to a regular goth nightclub, in an attempt to find something interesting to do that wasn’t full of jocks and R’n’B crap music.
I was still doing lots of stuff at Edge Radio and I got to go to Falls again with the station, the last time I went to the festival. It’s become a camping festival full of teenagers getting shit-faced and I’m too old and boring for that now. Plus I don’t really like the music played there.