So one of my nicknames is ‘Mona’. A bunny-toothed kid named Jamie made it up in year 8 humanities class and, in some circles, it has stuck like an errant compass.
Here are two songs with the name ‘Mona’ in them. An also-astonishing thematic link is the fact that both vids feature former Neighbours stars with blond hair, one of whom I was professionally photographed with at Australia’s Wonderland in 1987. Well, Mum begrudgingly paid $10 for me to pose with a cardboard cut-out of him, anyway.
One of the songs and its corresponding video is stratospherically shit-awesome, and yet, all things being equal in this yin and yang meets Cheech and Chong universe, the other song and its corresponding video is stratospherically shit-awful.
Fifteen feet of pure white snow – Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
Note: As an 11-and-a-half year-old who actually took Polaroids of Jason Donovan while he was on the telly – as in, I was standing in front of the TV screen, camera poised – the pure thrill of being photographed with my arm slung over the shoulder of a life-sized cardboard cut-out was almost as great as had Jase really been standing there in Billabong boardshorts and a black Midnight Oil muscle tank top.
Heady, heady times.