Thursday, March 27, 2008
AUZ TOUR 2/25
HMMMMMMMMMM. I don't remember this day very well. I woke up at some point. ......... blank ................. Hmm. Well, I can tell you that in the late afternoon I went over to do another interview at a radio station - this one's called RRR. Apparently it's like if WUOG was really awesome and really big and in a really big city and a ton of people listened to it and enjoyed listening to it. Mega indie radio station or something. I don't know. But this was one was only in Melbourne, not national. I did an interview with this dude who's supposedly some kind of man-about-town influential dude who books bands for a lot of awesome festivals. He said he'd heard us before and thought it was alright but then he saw us at Laneway and said we were the only band he could engage with. Said a few times that we were the best band at the festival. Whoa. The interview was okay. I was hungover. These guys like to fixate on the reggae aspect of the band and it's hard to say "well our new album isn't very reggae at all and plus I don't even know much about reggae." Makes me feel like a dipshit. But the dude was really cool. I invited him to the BBQ I was heading to after the interview and he showed up.
That's right, our Australian hosts organized a huge BBQ for us in a park. Tons of awesome food. Awesome beer in a bottle. Aussie Rules Football. American Rules Football. British Rules Football. The Brunittes were there too - all in all like 40 people or something. We travel in a big crew. Oh yeah, and that was my first glimpse of the megabats of Australia. HOLY MOUNTAIN OF SHIT those bats are life-threateningly big.
I took it home early. My throat had been killing me and I was pretty bummed because I thought after a practice and two shows I had already destroyed my voice (I had vocal cord damage after our fall tour straight into recording and saw various voice professionals about it). Turns out I was just getting sick! It sucks to be sick on vacation but I considered it to be the lesser evil.
HMMMMMMMMMM. I don't remember this day very well. I woke up at some point. ......... blank ................. Hmm. Well, I can tell you that in the late afternoon I went over to do another interview at a radio station - this one's called RRR. Apparently it's like if WUOG was really awesome and really big and in a really big city and a ton of people listened to it and enjoyed listening to it. Mega indie radio station or something. I don't know. But this was one was only in Melbourne, not national. I did an interview with this dude who's supposedly some kind of man-about-town influential dude who books bands for a lot of awesome festivals. He said he'd heard us before and thought it was alright but then he saw us at Laneway and said we were the only band he could engage with. Said a few times that we were the best band at the festival. Whoa. The interview was okay. I was hungover. These guys like to fixate on the reggae aspect of the band and it's hard to say "well our new album isn't very reggae at all and plus I don't even know much about reggae." Makes me feel like a dipshit. But the dude was really cool. I invited him to the BBQ I was heading to after the interview and he showed up.
That's right, our Australian hosts organized a huge BBQ for us in a park. Tons of awesome food. Awesome beer in a bottle. Aussie Rules Football. American Rules Football. British Rules Football. The Brunittes were there too - all in all like 40 people or something. We travel in a big crew. Oh yeah, and that was my first glimpse of the megabats of Australia. HOLY MOUNTAIN OF SHIT those bats are life-threateningly big.
I took it home early. My throat had been killing me and I was pretty bummed because I thought after a practice and two shows I had already destroyed my voice (I had vocal cord damage after our fall tour straight into recording and saw various voice professionals about it). Turns out I was just getting sick! It sucks to be sick on vacation but I considered it to be the lesser evil.
