So, the tour’s been and gone, laughs were had, amps were broken, now it’s time to reflect.
The first show was the hometown gig at the East Brunswick Club. We were lucky enough to share the stage with our new pa
ls, New Zealand’s finest, freshest, garage export, Los Hories, as well as Sydney legend Johnny Casino and his Secrets (both bands incidentally have some fine releases available thru Off The Hip records). Our first “big” show in a while was a blast for all involved, with the Dynamo horns adding their sassy raunch on a few tunes.
Photo by The Boomeister
Next stop was the Transit Bar in our nation’s capital, an intimate but fun gig deep in the bowels of a backpacker’s hostel in the city centre. A few shots with the boys from support band Black Creek and an atrocious Hog’s Breath Cafe meal made this a truly memorable trip to Canberra.
A few hours north and we returned to The Hopetoun Hotel, a modestly attended but hard-hitting night of rock’n’roll at the Sydney institution with support from Ripping Dylans and a few of my old high school pals in The Maladies. A great night of boozing ensued at the somewhat lacklustre (but open) Cleveland Hotel after which I lost my mobile phone and woke up the next morning having been abandoned by the rest of the band who headed back to Melbourne to beat the sun. Luckily there was plenty for me to do in Sydney that night, with another chance to see Los Hories supporting my other favourite band The Straight Arrows at the Hopetoun.
Giving our Victorian followers another chance to turn it on, we hit Ruby’s Lounge in Belgrave the following Friday with an ace local band Cooper Street Exit, and the always devastating Gareth Eunson and The Graveyard Sons. Ruby’s is a great venue in a town which m
ight otherwise not appear to be a rock’n'roll destination. However, you’re still far enough away from the city to cop a bit of “fag!” and “get a haircut!”. Nonetheless, myself and Dallas Gale of the Graveyard Sons had a good time belting out the hits of Queen in the ride back down the Eastern Freeway.
Playing in Adelaide always feels like a homecoming in a way, and the following weekend at Jive Bar felt especially welcoming. Special mention must go to the Agars family who invited everyone in their address book and cooked a mean Aldgate breakfast the following morning. The only dark spot on the evening was poor old Julien’s debilitating bout of food poisoning which came on five minutes before we were due to hit the stage, the ferocity of which was matched only by Chris’s attack of the vom-voms outside the Grace Emily a few hours later…
The official tour wrapped up the next weekend up north, when we flew up to play the Sounds of Spring Festival at Brisbane Showgrounds. Festivals are always good fun to play at the best of times and even at the worst, they’re pretty alright. Turning up to the showgrounds on Saturday we were greeted with a quagmire and steady downpour that led to playing times being cut, changed, downright dropped, which led to our friends Mary Trembles only getting about fifteen minutes on stage, and The Spazzys getting offstage half an hour before their plane was due to leave. On the bright side, it was a good chance to see our sister band The Gin Club play on home turf, and they even lent us their keys man extraordinaire Dan Mansfield for our set. It was a great night full of wine, Trivial Pursuit, and a curious cable TV program called “Naked and Funny” - basically Candid Camera with norks.
And there you have it folks, a first hand account of the craaaaazy times we had. A huge thanks to everyone who came to the shows, bought the record, had fun, or told their friends. See you next time, Vandas out!