I thought I’d stop by Starbucks in Brisbane tonight as I’ve never been to one and wanted to see just why people hate them so much. I mean, apart from their attempts at market domination and general multinational/satanic nature. Turns out it’s coffee related, for the most part. My coffee is practically undrinkable and when she asked me if I wanted a “normal” sized coffee and I responded “yes”, I meant a NORMAL coffee. Not a fucking MegaCup. NORMAL. I recognise these complaints are common. But this is a new experience for me. And I hate it.

I almost had a total meltdown yesterday. It was pretty clear that nobody knew my show was on. The street press had somehow omitted it from their gig guides, interviews went MIA and I’m not sure what the venue did with my posters, but I’m pretty sure whatever it was didn’t involve using adhesives to apply them to their walls.

Still, it was a lot of fun, there were enough people there to do a show and the guys at Step Inn were really good about the whole thing. Some lovely chaps drove up from Byron Bay to see me, which was humbling, and the other bands, Dizzygotheca and Felinedown were really great. Dizzygotheca did really sparsely arranged, restrained electronic pop and are definitely worth checking out/tracking down their CD’s and Felinedown did their electronic-tinged goth rock thing very well indeed. I met some great people and ended up hitting the town with one of ‘em, checking out X&Y and ending up watching some wonderful/atrocious drag at trashy gay bar The Cockatoo Club at The Beat, which reminded me of what The Court in Perth used to be like waaaaaaaay back in the day. We talked and drank superlate into the night and we’re meeting up again tonight, along with some of the guys from the bands last night for some Japanese BBQ action; it makes all the difference when I meet people I can really connect with on the road. It’s one of the best things about being on the aforementioned road.

Spent today at Brisbane’s Southbank, which is one of my favourite places in the world. GOMA is my favourite art gallery in the country, the state library has free broadband and aircon, and there’s still things I haven’t explored there after three visits. I didn’t get a chance to go to GOMA today, but when I come back I’m going to be all over that shit.

Anyway, I’ve gotta go. I’m off to Sydney tomorrow for a small show and then I’m going into hibernation to get a few things organised before I do five shows in a row next week.