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City: Melbourne
Country: AU
Signup Date: 10/19/2005

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Monday, June 15, 2009 
Friday 12th June
Heading out from Melbourne to Newcastle- Rhyno drove us there, and we missed the exit on the freeway and had to cross the west gate bridge twice.  Made it on time to the airport, somehow.      Another boring flight. During take-off and landing I’m reading The Long March, an account of the Communist Party’s army and their brutal retreat across 8,000 miles of rough land in the 1930’s. During the flight I watched the 1950’s film ‘bad Day at Black Rock.’ Awesome.
Newcastle feels a little better each time we go there. This time I finally found the nice part of town.
The show was pretty solid, Tamil really nailed his solo in the Tango, and then it turned midnight and it was my birthday. We met a guy who had been bitten by a shark on the thigh while surfing and had lived to tell the tale. Another first for me. Walk back to the hotel after a few drinks and a pie with mushy peas and mash from a roadside tram turned pie shop.
Sat 13th June. My 30th birthday. Up for a massive breakfast and then  a 3 hour drive to the Blue Mountains to play at Jack Thompson’s pub in Katoomba- the Gearin Hotel.  Ipod made the trip manageable, we all went throught the 11 thousand tracks on mine and played all the best ones.  From Elvis to Ludacris, it was an audio adventure. Bagged some great footage of Thai dancing topless to Justice as we thundered down the highway.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L22dGinAcMA
Did the tourist thing and went for a look at The Three Sisters, the famous rock formation at Katoomba, then found the venue.
 We loaded in, and I was given a key by the staff to a special room complete with champagne that mum had secretly booked for me and my girlfriend so we didn’t have to share a smelly band room for the night. Thanks mum.
 
The show was good again, we’re feeling pretty tight these days as a unit. Everyone’s listening well, and the grooves are solid. The only thing this show missed was the bunch of punters who bought pre-sale tickets and didn’t show up, apparently because it’s ‘mushroom season’ up there.  Woohoo.
Odd place, Katoomba. Beautiful, but odd. Apparently some of the other guys saw a fight between 2 members of the local footy team, where the bouncer just let them bash each other away, and then leave, bloody, arm in arm and head for the train station together.
That pub is old and so, so very cold. One of the fuses was broken, so none of the power points worked in our room, including the one that the heater plugged into. Really bad timing for a 0 degree night.
We lived through it, however, and made the lobby at 7:15am for the drive to Sydney and flight home. Arrived early, and just as I was thinking ‘ everything’s running really, really smoothly,’ Rhyno put 30 litres of unleaded fuel in the diesel engine tank when we stopped to give the van back with the full tank. That gets sorted out, and I realize my awesome headphones have gone missing. I run back to the sick bus at the hire joint, but they’re not there. I search- nothing. I call Thai- and find them in his bag. Trouble is, I need them in Melbourne, and he’s staying in Sydney all week, and he’s already left. Dirtbag.
We sleep a lot of the way home. 
Monday, June 15, 2009 
Friday 5th june:
We flew down to hobart in the morning, piled off the plane and went straight to the oyster farm just around the corner from the airport. Picked up four dozen unshucked tasmanian oysters and some nice local wines. missed an interview because of the delayed flight, but scored on the local produce.

I’m in the middle of reading 'Heat,' a book about a new york food writer who works in a famous kitchen for a year in order to write the story of the head chef, and it's turning my tour/life (again) into a total food fest. I even ordered the fancy roasted chicken tortellini topped with twice cooked quail instead of the Steak on Friday.

The show on Friday night was a lot of fun. I figure it must be something to do with the low ceiling and cramped floor-space at the Republic Bar, or else just the great enthusiasm we find whenever we play there, because with just 300 people it feels like a festival. Sweat actually dripping off the roof, all the windows completely fogged up, people crowd-surfing, and everyone- us the crowd, the bar staff, the people just outside the window- going nuts. It’s always such a joy to play the Republic, and we were luckily enough to be able to do it twice in a row.
Ended the night at 5am eating pasties and choc éclairs at the 24 hour bakery and debating the differences between top athletes (ie soccer players) and top sportsmen (ie darts, or pool players). Confusion galore.
Saturday 6th:
Out for some vital purchases on Saturday. I was looking for shoes without giant holes in them, but came away with t’s and hoodies. Oh well.
 
Band outing in the afternoon. Destination: Terminator 4. Response: Awesome. So many ace references to the first 2 movies, so much action, totally engrossing. I’ve always had a soft spot for the first 2 of the series.
Saturday’s show was even better musically than the Friday one, subtly. A little more musical. People seemed more into listening than the night before, which helps to spur us on to better playing. Special Paris Wells has been good, we’re playing a few of her tunes with her.
Out till late afterwards, again. Came back to earth at 6am or so and found myself googling david hasslehoff at the house of the radio interviewer we’d skipped out on the day before.
Sunday 7th:
Hung. Gentle food, a sleep in the bus on the way to Launceston and I feel half decent again. Stopped at Ross for pies. Apparently Ross was the inspiration for some of the houses in the Miyazaki anamai, ‘Kiki’s delivery Service,’ which are very old and well looked after.
For Sunday’s show, we played the New York hotel (ex The James). Great sounding room, we played like fiends for over 2 hours. Those kids sure got their money’s worth. We were staying upstairs, which was great until we discovered that the bandroom becomes the latest latenight dance club in town and stays open till morning. No rest to speak of.
Monday 8th: The staff were just settling down for knock-off drinks while we were bumping out for our 9:00am flight home. For a grand finale, we were delayed for an hour and a half due to fog. To pass the time, Thai demonstrated his ability to kick himself in the crotch.
  
 
Monday, June 15, 2009 
22-23 May 2009
We had a maniacal week leading up to the beginning of the tour at the corner hotel (really great performance, and resounding success in the way only a sold-out hometown show can be). Rehearsals, more rehearsals, printing t’shirts, chasing albums, culling guest lists and a whole load of running around meant no sleepy for us.

We followed that glory with a grubby evening at the torquay hotel which took a turn for the worse when half the band's laptops and iphones were stolen from their rooms while we played. insurance rocks, get yourselves some.
28-30th May 2009
Next stop – ballarat. We battled through peak hour bumper to bumper traffic, high winds, sleet and fog, dodging monster-trucks and leaking transmission fluid to get ourselves there on time. The drive made sane by singing along to Dio's album 'holy diver,' and not having to eat mcdonalds at a truck-stop for once. Road dinner was fat kranskys in rolls that somehow tasted just like pizzas. In reality i doubt they were much better for our sorry bellies, but somehow the novelty seems more refreshing!? 
I'm waiting for our set sitting backstage now in the half-dark, listening to tamil teach paris' guitarist how to play the violin along to marvin gaye's classic 'what's going on,' as the room fills up. He's getting better... 
Show was tight tonight, we nailed a half time/double time beat for an impromptu topic session, where rhyno rapped smashin, elbow, and taco. 'Something to be' feels great @ the moment, probably because of Ivan's amazing ability to pocket the groove like a joey getting back in momma's pouch.
 
paris and rhyno called at 1am, about to run out of fuel halfway home to melburne. I knew there was a fuel stop along the way so i sent them off in search of their black gold and hoped I wouldn’t have to unpack all my gear to reach the jerry can, as the bass bin i'm using this week is massive.                                                          
Friday took us to frankston. Good pizzas, weird show. Saw a scabby, barefoot teen-mum buying subway cookies for her babies dinner.
The end. 
Friday, May 01, 2009 

Current mood:  selective

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Currently listening:
Casino Twilight Dogs
By Youth Group
Release date: 2006-07-24
Wednesday, April 08, 2009 
Reviews and other such uselessness.

I never dug critics, I never dug the idea of them, and I never dug the
concept of album reviews, I never NOT ONCE bought an album based on a
review and I never not ever thought reading reviews was worth spending
time on because in that time I suppose I could go the record store and
listen to some good music, so its interesting to be sent a bunch of
reviews in my email, reviews of my work, and be told here is what
people think....Most of the time I don't bother reading any of my own
press because it made me crazy once so I just left it alone, this time
I dabbled and so here I am blogging when I could be doing a million
other fantastic things like screwing or drinking or eating or well
anything really.

Its interesting to see we got mainly 4 star reviews, thanks, some
people didn't like it quite as much and gave it 3 and a half, still
much better than calling it a useless piece of crap. The majority of
the negativity of the reviews focused mainly on the Labels press
release that was sent out (no we didn't write it) that claimed we were
"kryptonite to the ordinary" and a mix of "biggie and Sam Cook",
fantastic, so in the small space a review has to explain what a record
sounds like the reviewer uses to attack the writing of someone on the
label, brilliant, or our use of stage names, awsome, or in some cases
the designer of the cover art, here's an idea, why don't you review a
record based on your understanding of music and what you hear when you
put it on. Call me crazy, and I don't want to burst your bubble but no
one really cares what you think of the labels presser or our fucking
stupid stage names or our fucking cover art (which I quite like), ITS
ABOUT THE MUSIC, how it sounds how it makes you feel. THATS WHY WE
LOVE IT, when I got Santo Gold or Battles or Fleet Foxes, it ran a
chill up my spine because I knew music had a future, and it was
beautiful and dark and lovely. I HAD A FEELING, and if i needed to
write about that feeling the last thing that would concern me would be
the way their Bio was written or the way they displayed their records
covers.

Its so gross to put out a record in an already flooded market, what do
you want me to say, "buy this I'm a fucking genius, its the best thing
since Tribe Called Quest?". I wont, if you like the sound of what we
do buy our record and dig a little deeper, if you like the idea of
what we do listen to more stuff here and decide if you want it, ideas
and concepts wont get your guts, Music will. GET IT IN YOUR SOUL

Much love

RHyNO


Thursday, March 26, 2009 

Category: Music

To The Skies is a song about about looking to your neighbor and not to some  
idea of god to change your world, Being australian is beautiful
because when you look to that neighbor they often have a different
idea of God each time, and they're probably all right about what god
is, but god won't help us stop these wars, or stop ourselves from
hurting ourselves or one another, only we can do that, so stop looking
to the sky, and look left and right.

PEACE

Ryan

To The Skies
Lyrics
We look to the skies, when it's left and right we should look for a
change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life

We look into the sky for answers these days fellow mans abandon, life
is ramblin',
pace of the world goin' get you dance but that pace won't bring the
answers out
Like everything is fabulous, got a crisp pair of jeans now you acting
tough
is she actin' up, is she mad at us, well I don't know but she had
enough of that,
daily grind, daily I'm tryna wade through seas tryna read the signs, why
I can't see to my left and right, why there's no answers in the sky,
my lyrics, my life, my gimmicks, my self hatred, raised an athiest,
I ain't tryna be ignate, I'm tryna find truth and belief and faith.

We look to the skies, when it's left and right we should look for a
change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life

Lennon said it, man I'm a say it twice IMAGINE, how it could be if it
were right,
IMAGINE, all the people all the lives, all get along now all acting
right,
AY YO! D.R.E.A.M.E.R., put the weed down goin', raise the bar, change
can be found
In the man with nothing to lose, and I ain't got nothing but groove so,
Step to it, get live, find believe man I'll find mine, and no I ain't
goin' search the sky
I'm a search for the peace to my left and right
free to love yet we need to fight maybe man kind just born to die
maybe those answers won't arrive but damn this I have got to try.

We look to the skies, when it's left and right we should look for a
change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life
to the sky, when its left and right we should look for a change of life



Thursday, March 26, 2009 

Category: Music
Rhyno here, blogging about a killer record i've been listening to: 
The Beat Conducta – Movie Scenes Volume I and II

A seminal instrumental hip hop record, a smoked out collage of deep
funk, and possibly the greatest collage record since Shadows,
Entroducing Movie Scenes Volume I and II is one of the finest examples
of Talent and Technique over Process. This is the record I show my
jazz friends who don’t dig hip hop, this is the record I show my sound
engineer buddies who think that Sub should be a background thing. The
time on this record is so hip in parts that people often think it is a
recorded mistake. I played this to a south American percussionist
friend of mine and what he said pretty much summed it up “its like it
takes black music, puts it with other black music, and then puts a
beat under it and makes it blacker” I suppose Movie Scenes is to
Instrumental Hip Hop, what Wesley Snipes is to 90s hollywood, the
blackest there is.


Monday, March 16, 2009 


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Wednesday, February 25, 2009 

Current mood:  awake


It's 3:30 am, and i've just set up a sidemyspace specifically devoted to our forthcoming album,Found Lost. It's our number 1 friend, and is called true live found lost. There is a fair chunk of the album sampler up for a listen, and it's generally jut pretty damn sweet. So do drop in and have a quick peek at a few of the secrets we are showing off to the world. The album is scheduled for release on 4th April, 2009, in case you didn't notice on the main page, and we're all pretty excited about it. We hope you are too.

Tom.



Wednesday, March 26, 2008 
So True Live have joined the facebook crowd... check it out