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Play fave song, this is some of the moments of Classic Band Stuff. Pack band. Go distance. Play Show.

The tales of the road - 1%'rs on loud choppers at the late night cafe.

Trucks lit up like carnivals.

Shadows in the moonlight.

Large Schnitzels.

Taking rest breaks and changing drivers. Except for Bill cos he's BEYOND STAUNCH.

Listening to current mixes and talking about it.

Thanks to Mitch, Sam, all them folks what did the things they did.

We are remarkably discreet as a band. If you Boogie, Get Down or Strut Your Funky Stuff at a show, if required, we'll deny everything and help you bury the shoes.

Under instruction from Mythical Counsel, I am confirming:

• I have no direct knowledge of the Clothing status of my band mates.
• I also confirm I am uncertain as to whether their disappearance into the Jungle was in search of Rum, or coconuts, or in fact that there was even a Jungle.
• Any evidence of Trees, Rum, Coconuts or discarded trousers are a distraction, planted for nefarious purposes.
• Everything is Fine. Perfecty Fine.
• And even should I sin, should I stray so far from the light that you no longer recognise me underneath the burden of my misdeeds,

Please pardon me too.

I had a chat with a bloke once, seemed to think I'm in charge of some band. Oops.

You know that thing where something's so wrong it's not even wrong? 

Unlike that actual conversation, where much passed through my mind and little left my lips, here, in the freedom of the margins of our experimental notebook, I can touch on some of the concepts that patient observation over a decade has yielded.

The Band Dynamic.

Control is an illusion :-)

I've used the phrase 'The Erratic in search of the Ecstatic'.

10 years in, I am proud to be part of a messy, irrational, Piratical human endeavour.

We're self assembling furniture that made other choices.

I like the mix of reasonable approaches and bat-shit lunacy. To paraphrase Hunter S Thompson, I wouldn't recommend Randomness and Structure in constant interaction, but it's worked for me.

To borrow further: When the going gets weird, the Weird franchise.

McWeirdo's?

I'm down.

I sit on the beach, whittling a twig. while the band cavorts in the jungles, naked, in search of rum and coconuts.

This seems somehow, fitting.

As they drift back to the beach, there's a fire built and I have marshmallows.

Slow Album Movements.

Bah. I'm just snarky cos I couldn't get any more album stuff done this week. That happens.

Research and Stuff

Big ups to Gray R. for yet more tech talk. I've been reluctant to go into too much tech detail for fear of becoming a Tone Quester Of the Middle Ages.

Let's just say I have been reading a lot. Then comes testing. and blogging about it.

Hmm. More to follow.

Ever had the Schnitzel at the Harmonie Club? It's great. Like really really good.

We're heading for Canberra this Friday night.

Cheers to Travellin' Mac for the local scene update.

We continue to navigate by the stars.

Cheers also to Aki for having a look at I wanna Be Your Girl.

Here she is in action. 

Sadly Rock A Cherry has stopped gigging, but Aki might be up for some collaboration if we're lucky.

It puts a smile on my face when an experiment comes back to life.

IT LIVES!!!

Album review and work session tomorrow.