The lovely people from The Arcade Creative have given us a double pass to give away to this years Future Music Festival. So in homage to The Arcade Creative, we are running a competition to find bats magazine’s most creative reader.

To win, simply select a live performance picture of any of the future music festival artists and paint over the top to create a new and wonderful masterpiece.

Once completed, post the creation onto our facebook page and if we like it, you win!.



To get the ball rolling here’s one of the Swedish house mafia we prepared earlier.

We look forward to seeing some sick skillz.

Post picture to bats facebook here

For more details on the event, follow arcade creative and Future music here.

The Forth Kind

a film review by Emily Donohoe

1st kind- sighting, 2nd kind- evidence, 3rd kind- contact, 4th kind- abduction.

In the year of 2000, while the y2k bug had all but fizzled out, a new hysteria had hit the usa. In the small town of Nome, Alaska, a series of alien abductions had occurred.

I once thought I saw a space craft, one spring evening in my Kenmore town house. I thought I was special to have seen it and kept it a secret for a good two weeks before I spilt the beans during net ball practice, ridiculed at the revelations that the blue and red object I had seen twinkling by my window was a satellite most likely owned by Amart all sports, I suppose it was as subtle as their add campaigns so I should have guessed.

The film is an adaptation of the ‘real life’ story of Dr. Abigail Tyler, a woman whom after the mysterious death of her husband decided to continues his research into the immense issues of his patients and their supposed alien Encounters.



( Note -Not what so ever to be confused with ‘George napp presents- the forth kind alien abduction stories’ which came up when I was trying to YouTube the 2009, Olatunde Osunsanmi version, While I’m on this tangent let me elaborate, the clip depicted the humors stories of an old man by the name of Budd Hopkins and a band of people claiming to have been abducted. One stating ‘I obviously lost the time because I don’t know how I got in bed in the morning’

Truer words have never been said, especially in the Yule tidings of many a corporate piss up, their craft of choice; a corona. However, at 8 minutes 43 seconds after being subjected to countless claims with little to know scientific research behind them, a string of grainy images of disk like objects and countless artists impressions of alien examinations and abductions, the words ‘in the 1960’s the light started landing’ were muttered with the accompanied image of what looked like accumulative seamen on a small patch of carpet. With the sexual revolution coinciding with this suposive event, I really don’t want to know what actually landed and where.)

Back to the cinematic version of the 4th kind and not an old man with a digital camera. Abigail is played by a suspiciously much hotter version of her self; Milla Jovovich. I was also positioned to wonder how Milla could possibly have a child nearing their teens. Then I remembered blue lagoon 2 and all queries were laid to rest.

The film takes a dark turn as some of the dramatized events are accompanied with real footage of patience sessions. If you don’t handle ET well, this isn’t the film for you. The patients complain of seeing a white owl each and every night, causing them to have amnesia and insomnia (however I am under the impression it was just Sarah pallen’s white face as she went mid night door knocking and simply tried explaining to the Alaskan residents her presidential candidate policies which would understandably mess with any ones mind). Some of the clips are genuinely disturbing, one scene depicting police archival footage when a patient couldn’t handle seeing the owl any more, who then goes home and kills his family then him selve.

The aliens then start to interact with ‘Abigail’ abducting her and leaving a rude message on her tape recorder in Sumerian (she seeks the help of an expert in the langue but I thought it was a prerequisite to know it on the set of the 5th element?). The film ends with a bang, a bang of abbey’s head on her hard wood ceiling as the space craft beams try to lift her out of her house but apparently the long winter months had an effect of the magnetic pull of the light source. Instead taking her slightly smaller (I say slightly as the child is at least 6 but is already developing breasts) blind daughter of whom to this day has never been found.

A mothers cock and bull story of aliens to cover up a clear case of actual murder, humored by a 10 million dollar budget to make it into an everlasting piece of cinema. Sort of like the dog ate my home work instead replace dog with aliens killed and home work with my daughter. There have been arguments that the actual story that took place over a decade ago is all a fake, but ill let you be the judge of that. You just don’t know what’s out there man!

The 4th kind, you gave me highs, you gave me lows, you made me want to watch tabacco’s- supergum for the next hour to follow. http://vimeo.com/12489148

My youth included several favourite past times, watching Pokemon, eating Vegemite and Weetbix and listening to early naughties techno (this may be due to the fact that they were the only songs without lyrics, therefore sparing me the painstaking experience of listening to my younger sister sing along to the songs of the time as I sat in the back wanting to commit, traumatising me and creating my love for the dance genre?).

As the years past I kept many an eye on the happenings of the scene, dreaming that one day I might even dance, just a little at ‘The love parade’ Berlin. Alas, the disaster of the 2010 love parade put a halt to it all.

But I grieve no more, for there is an alternative that will provide everything the love parade can and more (mainly being a convenient cab ride home, maybe even a bus/taxi combo depending on your suburb).

Future Music Festival has the blue print for a genuinely great day out and on the 3rd of march Brisbane will be graced with the presence of artists such as Swedish House Mafia, New Order, Fat Boy Slim, Paul Van Dyk (who I had a legit crush on), The Wombats, Die Antwoord, The Rapture, Knife Party, Stafford Brothers and so, so much more.



No regrets just love

We hope to see you there with bells on (these days kids could very well wear nothing but. Lets hope their fake tan can add some sort of illusion for a t-shirt)

Details for all future festival events can be found on http://www.futureentertainment.com.au/uremusicfestival/

Delivering some pleasant aesthetics this evening to beat the Wednesday night crucible of sperm, ¾ length coloured shorts and obnoxious sweaty teens at the RE.

Artist Marcin Owczarek has created these photography based collage creations, reminiscent of surrealism, commenting on many issues relevant in today’s society.

Some depicting similar dreams I’ve had this week, less the glitter and drag.

If anything they are worth a look and maybe could look cool on your new back to sChOOL books, what better image to have for english class then a snail next to a vagina @_! >. Naw we love them and we hope you do too.







Have a cheeky gander here;

http://www.wix.com/marcinowczarek/photography#!

New years eve, a night of disappointment and confusion for many and in the case of Katherine Fugate, a night of one too many alphabet spaghettis which resulted in a projectile mess of gelatinous letters in which the script for the cinematic representation was created.

Have you just got some money from $anta (mummah) and just don’t know what to do with it, beat the fire works celebration at South bank and come along to the powerhouse (a treat in itself) for a chilled night full of fun, music and just a tad of art. Dance along to the likes of TOURISM, DUM DUM GIRLS, THE HOLIDAYS, BALL PARK MUSIC, THE LAST DINOSAURS, THE JUNGLE GIANTS , CHARLIE MAYFAIR AND SO SO MUCH MORE.

Alternatively a paddock with one strobe light and $900 worth of antihistamines would be fun but I just don’t have that much cash.

But for now I will leave you with a few quick questions with Brock Smith from Triple J’s Unearthed artist of the year- Ball Park Music to push you over the fence (or should I say out of the ball park, (I’m sorry I have been with my family for too long this festive season) to come along and welcome 2012 with a bang, of music and who knows what else after the party starts.

What is the worst New Years Eve you have attended?

Well our worst New Years ever was actually spent as a band. I suppose new years eve itself wasn’t a terrible time but the morning after at about 5am Sam and I woke to a thumping on the window and eventually what we thought was a door opening, but as I limped to look (with a broken leg at the time) the house was empty (we thought). We went back to sleep but eventually found out a drunken man had made it into our bathroom and passed out on the toilet. 4 hours of trying to wake him up later, security finally came and got him out only to find he had left us a brown suprise in the bathtub…

On a scale of 1-10 how excited are you for no years?

10/10. As long as there are no more brown suprises involved.

What are your top 5 celebrity death predictions and how?

1. Hugh Heffner. From an overdose of a less conventional ‘party drug’ and a terminal case of priapism. 2. A member of Nickleback - Surely someone is willing to end their stream of musical diarrhoea. For further reading see www.worstbandintheworld.com, Serious do it. 3. Iggy pop, Pretty sure that guy is an (awesome) living performing zombie 4. Jack Black - I think he has spent too much time chasing the cake of destiny lately. 5. Is too many celebrities to condemn.

Write an acrostic poem for no years

N - Now

O - Our



Y – Year has

E – Ended.

A – Are you

R- Ready to get

S- Silly.

A zombie apocalypse has been predicted for 2012, where do you go, who and what do you take?

I’d Go as far away from a shopping centre as possible as that’s where everyone dies in the movies and take guns, chomps And Jack Black because after we’re out of chomps there’s plenty of him to go round or to offer to the zombies to keep them busy for a while.

2011 life regrets?

NOTHING LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST AND NEVER LOOK BACK ALWAYS.

Draw your ultimate New Years Eve



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