canine cha-cha
Wednesday, October 12th, 2011This just made my day
Although I can’t work out if it’s kinda cruel to the dog or not
He seems OK
Fuck it
I’m signing Fluffy and I up for salsa lessons anyway
Archive for the ‘groovin’’ Category
jenny does japan, day three (part 2)
Wednesday, September 28th, 2011Our week in Japan for MateRock went so fast, and was full-on times a bazillion. I didn’t get time to blog on the trip, because I was lazy and drunk a lot so I’m going to break it down over a few blogs, before I forget everything…
The crowd wasn’t at capacity yet
But once Dad walked on stage
People came from all over
Out of the bars, restaurants – wherever they were
I don’t think they could quite believe that they were seeing Kevin Bloody Wilson
Live
IN JAPAN?
Dad got Dave Gleeson out for a quick duet
They did a rockin’ version of Islands In The Stream Rootin’ In The Back Of The Ute
The crowd loved it
But not half as much Dad & Dave did
Those two fell about as much in love as two hetrosexual boob loving boys can
Want to know how to keep the crowd busy whilst setting up in between bands?
Half naked Brazillian dancers
Wiggling their bits
And wobbling their womanhood all over the place
We shared a dressing room
And it was enough to drive a normal girl to drink
So I did
And yes, they REALLY were all *Brazillian* down tharr
I didn’t ride in this balloon ’cause I’m chicken shit
The line was long
And I was already in line for the schochu every 15 minutes
Priorities, peeps
The The Angels played a smoking set
With Dave Gleeson as their lead singer
Who, by the way, completely kicks arse and brings new life to the band
Dude is a complete nutter on stage
I fucking loved it
Almost as much as Mum & Dad
Who were totally rocking out down the front, singing to “Am I Ever Gona See Your Face Again”
The Aussies reading would know their line, right?
NO WAY GET FUCKED, FUCK OFF!
But wait, there’s more…but not right now ’cause it’s 4am & I’ve got to help Diamond put up the Halloween decorations. As you do.
jenny does japan, day two (part 3)
Tuesday, September 20th, 2011Our week in Japan for MateRock went so fast, and was full-on times a bazillion. I didn’t get time to blog on the trip, because I was lazy and drunk a lot so I’m going to break it down over a few blogs, before I forget everything…
After paddling gorillas and mountaintop lunches
Our day was still going strong
But we were a bit knackered and gladly accepted offers to carry our guitars
It was sound check time!
For part of the year, this location is covered in snow and skiers
At this time of year, it made the perfect location for an outdoor music festival
I’ve played in a lot of places over the years
But none, matched the beauty and scenery of this stage’s backdrop
Not even Narrogin *cough*
Luckily all signs were in English too
Making it all a little less confusing for us Kalgoorlie kids
Did you know that Japan has mosquitos?
Me either
But now….NOW… I know
We weren’t at soundcheck long
We got off easy
Between the local crew’s efficiency
And the Kiwi and Aussie crew’s making sure we had everything we needed
It was a short & sweet end to the day
Just seeing the stage, and the fabbo location
Got me all excited for the gig the next day
See? This is my excited face
Not to be confused with my, holy-shit-I-am-being-eaten-alive-by-killer-mossies-that-don’t-speak-Australian face
But wait, there’s more…but not right now, ’cause my flight’s about to board (wait, didn’t I use that BS excuse already?)
my kiwi edu-ma-cation
Thursday, June 23rd, 2011Things that New Zealand has taught me
- My credit card will forever cry out in pain whenever I walk into a Pumpkin Patch
but Macaroni & Magoo will look cute - Electric blankets do not a husband make, but damn they’re awesome on cold nights
- Nothing puts Mum into a tail spin like a faulty washing machine, or a dicky iron
- And while we’re on the subject of Mum, don’t fuck with her, you WILL lose
- When in NZ, apparently it’s the Australians who become the sheep shaggers (like fuck we do)
- All Māori people can sing. Without exception, really, really well
- Driving through NZ is like being in the middle of a big arse, month long postcard. Not one day has gone by without some kind of mind blowing scenery
- Kiwi crowds are THE best to try out new songs on. You can blame 3/4 of the next album on them!
- I can eat rack of lamb for dinner EVERY FUCKING NIGHT thankyouverymuch
- THE most essential tool I have for touring is Skype
- This country is like a second home for Mum & Dad – complete with friends in every town & city – and you know what that means….morning tea and scones…huzzah!
- NZ is the only country I’ve been to more than twice, where I still souvineer shop. I can’t get enough of the artwork over here….lurve it!
Diamond if you’re reading this, Imma gonna need a bigger house! - Māoris make THE cutest babies on the planet
but I couldn’t find where to buy one - It doesn’t matter if you go to the gym every day, the rack of lamb and hokey pokey will always win
and my pants will come a fat second - 8 out of 10 TV channels have rugby showing, 24 hours a day
- I’ve always believed that Aussies have the best sense of humour on the planet…but I think it might just be a draw now with our Kiwi cousins, funny fuckers
- When I’m cold I whinge. A LOT
- Yelling your box off at the GPS will get you nowhere. I’m serious, we’ve been to nowhere at least 5 times this trip
- For a country that, since we’ve been here, has had an earthquake, a tornado and been covered in an ash cloud
fuck, maybe we’re bad luck?– the peeps here do NOT STOP SMILING. And it’s contagious
- You CAN do a u-turn on a major freeway
if your in your sixties and your life’s motto is DILLIGAF - When Dad starts over-sharing with gems like, “Man, my nut sack was on the wrong side of my pants for the whole second half of my show tonight. Talk about uncomfortable” - it must be nearly time to go home
