I had to spend the day after the first night in silence with the sounds still ringing in my ears and my throat all tore up.
We had the same game plan as Sydney, Melbourne and Newcastle. The first set was Night Of The Wolverine and the second consisted of songs before and after that album. I stood there and sang, no guitar. (Well I threw a few shapes here and there and got involved in selling the songs a bit).
I wrote a story for the Adelaide Review about the kinds of cousins I run into in South Australia. I thought it might stem the flow but there were more at these shows.
They do say the damndest things, such as "Oh I can see old Tom in you!" and "you reminded me so much of Uncle Leo...." . Uncle Leo never sang in my experience, or wrote a song, or did a high kick in a jump suit. Just sayin'....
There were also all kinds of freaks at the shows (in a good way) as well as people who hadn't been to the venue or to a show in a decade or more.
Its funny how you remember negative things but after the gig a little thug made a point of coming up to me and saying " I fucking hate you and everything you stand for". I watched him walk away in triumph, thinking that was a bit uncalled for...
Otherwise it was great meeting and chatting with people. All kinds, young and old, from all around the city and the state.
It was a real treat playing with Rod Hayward on guitar and Robin Casinader on keys again. Lovely people and amazing players. The music was tightly focussed and had real precision and power.
We hope to do more dates in the future.
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