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jenny does japan, day three (part 2)

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Our 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…

read day one (part 1) here

read day one (part 2) here

read day two (part 1) here

read day two (part 2) here

read day two (part 3) here

read day three (part 1) here

 

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)

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Our 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…

read day one (part 1) here

read day one (part 2) here

read day two (part 1) here

read day two (part 2) here

 

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

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Things that New Zealand has taught me

  1. My credit card will forever cry out in pain whenever I walk into a Pumpkin Patch but Macaroni & Magoo will look cute
  2. Electric blankets do not a husband make, but damn they’re awesome on cold nights
  3. Nothing puts Mum into a tail spin like a faulty washing machine, or a dicky iron
  4. And while we’re on the subject of Mum, don’t fuck with her, you WILL lose
  5. When in NZ, apparently it’s the Australians who become the sheep shaggers (like fuck we do)
  6. All Māori people can sing. Without exception, really, really well
  7. 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
  8. Kiwi crowds are THE best to try out new songs on. You can blame 3/4 of the next album on them!
  9. I can eat rack of lamb for dinner EVERY FUCKING NIGHT thankyouverymuch
  10. THE most essential tool I have for touring is Skype
  11. 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!
  12. 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!
  13. Māoris make THE cutest babies on the planet but I couldn’t find where to buy one
  14. 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
  15. 8 out of 10 TV channels have rugby showing, 24 hours a day
  16. 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
  17. When I’m cold I whinge. A LOT
  18. 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
  19. 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                                                                                                                                                                     
  20. You CAN do a u-turn on a major freeway if your in your sixties and your life’s motto is DILLIGAF
  21. 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