Into the UK-Manchester Hull London

 

with Pat Waugh in Leith

After playing in Aignan we drove from the bottom of France to the top , with one stopover  in Compagnie. The soul of my patent leather shoe came off and I had to secure it with sticky tape. We drove on to Calais and I went through their version of BORDER FORCE feeling like a derelict. A short ride on the ferry brought us to Dover and we drove to Leeds where we stayed the night ina  hotel on the edge of town. It was full of grey haired people playing cards and being sociable, Georgio found it to be most "exotic".
The next day we drove on to Edinburgh where we rehearsed for two days with Malcolm Ross on guitar and Georgio switching to bass.
In Edinburgh we just had a cool time with Malcolm and Susan Ross and various old friends.
On the Friday we drove to Manchester where we set up at Freds Ale House and met the other band, Poppycock and Bob Osborne, who had helped set the show up. Bob runs a great digital label called German Shepherd.
We then went to the house we were staying at and ate some vegetarian curry. The place we stayed at was a house run by a woman who has bands staying. She was so cool.

The gig was great. A real listening audience. Lots of people who'd seen us before. We would have played a  set of about 16 songs, including two of Malcolms. Lovely people there. Bob and Victoria Egan were a tremendous help.
We would have played about 16 songs, a real excited, attentive audience. 
The next day we spent wandering in Manchester in a light drizzle. Met up with some friends who had lived in Melbourne until recently and went to see a Danish/Finnish band who were staying at the same house we were, do a live to Facebook set at the Old Granada TV studios. they were called Liima. A young, electro rock band. No guitars, synths, drums and bass. Very impressive.

Then we drove to Hull and checked into a grim motel. We went to the gig - a rough looking (on the outside) Northern club - and met up with Lou Duffy Howard who had helped set the gig up. We then ate at a  great Kurdish kebab house and went back to the club. It was Sunday and the streets were empty. The gig had a boxing ring in it where we stowed our bags. Gloves hanging over in the corner. A wall lined with punching bags of various sizes.

Lou's band, LOUDHAILER ELECTRIC played a set. Lou and her partner Rich had played in a  band called  THE RED GUITARS who we had shared a bill with at the ICA back in 1984. We had only connected recently via social media. They played all kinds of styles linked by Lou's voice and fantastic bass playing with a folk-ish edge to the lyrics. Songs about local stone circles. Rich took some great photos of us.

We played our set on their gear. Came off and people were absolutely beaming. They all really dug "Heroic Blues" which we'd started doing for this tour. A fellow mentioned "You Need  A Kleek, Klook" as he'd been to Klooks Kleek in the 60s and saw Jimi Hendrix three times. A bunch of young guys had seen us play at ATP last year. An amazingly switched on crowd.

We had a late breakfast the next day before heading off to London where we were to access our accom at 6:30. Not before a tour of Old Hull. European city of Culture 2017.

 Clare Moore- drummer of Culture 2017 ---------

Ross and Graney - hard geezers or what....

We caught up with friends and visited our old pad in Bavaria Rd in N19. Our last residence in the UK which we vacated quickly in 1988. We left all our possessions in someones roof in Hackney, intending to return as soon as we could.

 we lived on the top floor for several years and then one day ahd to leave all of a  sudden and...

There was an exhibition of artefacts from the London Undergorund magazines such as IT and Frenz, and OZ at a  gallery near our gig. We also walked around the steadily disappearing Soho area.
I also had to get my patent leather (plastic?) shoes fixed again.  I am determined that I wear them back to Melbourne. And then toss them in a bin.

We played Wednesday and Thursday shows at the Betsey Trotwood. Both nights were pretty wonderful. Many old friends and comrades came along. the support acts of both nights were really cool. Jeremy Tuplin and Gabriel Moreno. Thursday night was kind of kooky. A small room and there was a drugged, kinky air to some people. A  woman was requesting  a song from a  friend on the phone in Australia. She had an unfortunately bossy voice and kept piping up through the set. I lost my nana at one point and imitated her. She told Georgio after that in shitting on her I had shat on myself. True, but she shat me.... It didn't colour the whole event. Loved playing that little venue for two nights. Stewart lee had had to leave quickly the night before as a man insisted on showing him his lyrics on his website- protesting they were " as good as Richard Hawleys!" On the second night as we packed up Clare went to the khazi and immediately came back out as two women were enacting a torrid scene from a raunchy movie in there. London - modern Babylon....

Thanks to Mel Ashton for her generosity in making London so enjoyable.

 makin' the scene at Bar Italia in Soho...

We then drove all the way back up to Edinburgh and played a gig at Leith Cricket Club with our friends Buckleys Chance and Maggie Holland. Buckleys Chance are Malcolm Ross with Susan Buckley and her brother Billy on vocals and Jim on sax. their usual rhythm section was absent tonight so an acoustic set was played Susan was on autoharp on occasion. Wonderful singing. Maggie is a total folk singer of the old school. Great finger picking guitar played straight into a  mic and one song completely accapella.

These are the 17 songs we played,

Clinging to the coast

Everything was legendary with robert

A boy named Epic

Twilight Of a Villain

Heroic Blues

Happy Boy (Malcolm Ross)

You need a kleek, klook

How long does the raunch?

All our friends were stars

Robert Ford on the stage

We need a champion

My Avenger (Malcolm Ross)

Night of the wolverine

I been trendy

How can you get out of London?

as good as it gets (Malcolm Ross)

Rock'n'roll is where I hide

 Yeah it was a long set and we sorted a few people out. They've gone soft.

Had a very enjoyable tour. So many people helped make it work so well. Especially Georgio "the dove" Valentino who drove us the entire way and played bass and guitar and was such a  great character to spend time with.

And PATRIZIA who travelled to Vitoria and Aignan to play with us.  And Malcolm Ross who was amazing to play with again. And Susan Ross, both an inspired person and musician.

Bob Osborne in Manchester!

And Mel Ashton and Josh and Patrick in London and Bernie in Manchester and Luc Tim and Seb in France and Miquel in Spain.

And Lou and Rich in Hull!

And running into so many old comrades.

A few days in Edinburgh and then we return to Melbourne. 

Dave Graney and Clare Moore at the Skylark Room - Burrinja Arts Centre in Upwey-Tecoma. October 21st.

Oct 29th - WORKSHY BOOK event - Q and A with Gerard Elson at Readings Bookshop in St Kilda.

Oct 25th WORKSHY BOOK LAUNCH at Magnet Gallery in Bourke st Melbourne w/ Tony Martin.

Wednesday Nov 8th WORKSHY book launch Mt Gambier , SA
TIME: 6:30 – 7:30pm
VENUE: Mt Gambier Library, 6 Watson Terrace, Mount Gambier 5290 

Nov 10th WORKSHY BOOK LAUNCH at Imprints in Hindley st Adelaide.

Tuesday 14 November WORKSHY EVENT
VENUE: The Avenue Bookshop - Richmond
TIME: 6.45pm for 7pm start – 8.15pm end

Dave Graney and the mistLY
The Wheatsheaf Hotel - Adelaide Saturday November 11th and Sunday Nov 12th (4pm show)

Sunday Nov 26th WORKSHY BOOK LAUNCH in SYDNEY
TIME:
VENUE: The People’s Republic of Australasia, Camperdown, NSW


Dave Graney and Clare Moore
Thurs 30-Nov Brass Monkey - 115A Cronulla St, Cronulla NSW 02) 9544 3844
Dave Graney and the mistLY
Fri 1-Dec Petersham Bowls Club 77 Brighton Street Petersham NSW 2049 T (02) 9569 4639
Sat 2-Dec Hardys Bay Club 14 Heath Road - Hardys Bay, NSW 2257

Sun 3-Dec - afternoon show at Co-op Club 1860 Pittwater Road Church Point, N.S.W. Australia 2105

Friday 8 December - Backlot Studios
solo acoustic session PERTH
Saturday 9 December - Fly By Night -Fremantle WA
Dave Graney and the mistLY
Sunday 10 December - Bar 459 - PERTH
Book launch - in conversation with Bob Gordon.

WORKSHY - my life as a bludge - notes

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WORKSHY is out now on Affirm Press. I tried to write about all the little jobs I did while trying to be a musician/ artist. All those temporary situations. How I lived while trying to leave as small a footprint, handprint and general imprint as possible. I’ve written songs about that kind of scene. “You wanna be there but you don’t wanna travel”, “I’m the stranger in town”, “everything was legendary with Robert”.

It’s subtitled “my life as a bludge”

My previous memoir “1001 Australian Nights” was more dreamy and abstract. About half awake dream that it was in my first band, the Moodists and how we imagined each other and also getting my tone and voice. It had two parts; coming into the world and then speaking as a part of the world. Two voices - innocence and experience.

Workshy has more personal detail about growing up in Mount Gambier, my individual and social identities and influences and my love of playing football as a kid and generally goofing about and doing my best to avoid work as best as I could. Also, the actual options that were open to me. Then I had to deal with the world and after a while I found I had dug into a weird kind of a groove.

Also, truth #1- “there’s no retiring in this business….” . (thanks Billy Miller)

In so many ways, musicians have been the canaries in the coal mine of much of modern life. We got to the brutal face of the modern scene where everybody is a “freelancer” first. Now everybody has to “manage the brand”. But we’ve always been depicted as hapless chancers and fantasists who avoided “the real world”. Hey, now people talk loosely and carelessly of “the gig economy”. Talk to a musician if you want to know what the future holds! We’ve been there for a while.

The cover art is by Tony Mahony, who has done almost all our cd and album covers and videos since1992.

I worked with Janet Austin on the editing and she did an amazingly thorough and creative job. She really gave it some air where needed and got it singing. Then the team at Affirm did their final stylistic edits and proofs. Thanks to everybody!

"Meandering humanity and honest music never follow guidelines. Neither does Dave Graney. Society didn't get fussy and uptight after he was born, it got fussy and uptight after it made being born Dave Graney illegal. The antidote: read this and remember what's real; better still, read it at work. This is a book that should come in a brown paper bag."

DBC PIERRE

“Dave Graney is a genuine hipster bohemian street intellectual.  A committed rock'n'roll theoretician and a contrarian outsider of he first order.  

This second memoir is as entertaining, funny and well written as his previous book '1000 Australian Nights".  He has a terse and semi-abstract approach to writing about the absurd reality of being a non-mainstream musical artist in Australia and Europe,  and also of the succession of dispiriting and occasionally quite tolerable day jobs he has had. 

The book is liberally spattered with hilarious observations of the art and culture of the recent past and many amusing personal anecdotes.  There are also some arcane metaphysical ruminations on the technical minutiae of writing recording and performing his excellent songs.

Dave is the unchallengeable King of Australian rock memoirists.  Buy this book now!” 
Reg Mombassa

It’s out on Affirm Press and there are launches and events planned in a lot of places.

Sunday Oct ^29th – Readings St Kilda. A talk with Gerard Elson.
TIME: 5pm
Readings St Kilda
112 Acland St, St Kilda

Wednesday Oct 25^th, a launch in Melbourne at Magnet Gallery in Bourke st Melbourne. Happy and proud to say my inspiring friend Tony Martin will be doing the launching!

TIME: 6.30pm-8.30pm
VENUE: Magnet Gallery, 640 Bourke St, Melbourne

--> Wednesday Nov 8th Mt Gambier Launch
TIME: 6:30 – 7:30pm
VENUE: Mt Gambier Library, 6 Watson Terrace, Mount Gambier 5290
Friday Nov 10^th Adelaide Book Launch

Time: 6:30pm
VENUE: Imprint Books, 107 Hindley St, Adelaide

Tuesday Nov 14th – Melbourne event

VENUE: The Avenue ,Richmond
TIME: 6.45pm for 7pm start – 8.15pm end

Sunday Nov 26^th Sydney Book Launch

TIME:
VENUE: The People’s Republic of Australasia, Camperdown, NSW

Sunday Dec 10th Perth Book Launch
in conversation with Bob Gordon
TIME: 6pm – 8pm
VENUE: Rosemount Hotel, Bar 459, 459 Fitzgerald St, North Perth WA 

Euro Tour Dispatch

We’d booked a few dates over the year and had the usual dramas of dates falling away and others coming in at the last moment. At some points it looked like we wouldn’t do it and eventually we’d booked the flights and there was no turning back. All the dates were set up by people we’d met over the years or over the last couple of years when we toured either by ourselves or with Harry Howard and the NDE. All at a very personal level anyway. At some point, you just have to tune up and play in Europe. We had no grant funds to help with the trip. It seemed to be doable or, at the least, possibly exciting. Not a real industrial event.
Matt Walker drove us to the train station at Upper Ferntree Gully to get the 12-25 train to Spencer street. From there we caught a bus to the airport. Clare Moore and I had a bag each and a guitar and we were to be away for six weeks. I wore a pair of suede trousers and a suede coat. One pair of (patent leather) shoes. All our clothes in one bag and gear (keyboard, cds  and leads) in another. Clare had a Yamaha REFACE CP keyboard (all electric piano sounds) and I had my Maton EBG808 acoustic with a MXR micro amp pedal for clean boost, an Aphex acoustic BIG BOTTOM pedal and a Tech21 XXL overdrive. 
We were checked in at 3pm for a 6pm flight. Melbourne airport being refurbished meant that there was one or two small cafes open for everybody flying out. We ate some expensive sandwiches and waited. We flew Emirates all the way to Singapore and then Dubai and then on to Amsterdam. I watched the fourth season of Ray Donovan for the first two legs and then started on Tony Martins soon to be released novel , "A DeadlyKerfuffle".

poster by Matthew Robertson

We sorted Euro phones at the train station/airport in Amsterdam and then caught a train to the city where we checked into the Iron Horse Hotel. We walked around the red light district and amazing churches in the city with a friend the next day and then played in Haarlem with Georgio "the dove" Valentino at a great Irish bar called THE WOLFHOUND. A couple from Australia were among the people in attendance and we played our first show with acoustic guitar, keys (Clare) and Georgio on electric guitar. We stayed with Georgio's friend Joost who plays in a band called Grey Lotus and again took in some spectacular city squares and churches. (Chris Bailey from the Saints also lives in Haarlem, his partner came to the show with his regards as he was off on tour.)
We travelled on to Luxembourg to meet up with Georgio's partner Patrizia Finzi and also drove on to play in Brussels at Cafe Chaff. We had played there last year. Brussels is quite a thrilling, vibrant city with beautiful squares and a real mix of people. It’s open and swinging all night.
We returned to Luxembourg and played at a cafe in nearby Esch. This time, Patrizia joined us for four or five songs on bass and Clare had a drum kit.
There was also a delayed wedding party for  Georgio and Patrizia with lots of their family and friends in an impressive hotel on a  hill in the city. 
Georgio's sister had flown in from hurricane threatened Miami for the party and we drove her back to Brussels for her flight. On the way we listened to the entire recorded output of the Doors on the car music player. I still love every note...

We also got an education from Georgio in the later works of Echo and the Bunnymen and the general ouvre of Richard Marx.
We touristed about Luxembourg for a couple of days before driving on to Orleans in France where we played on a Monday night in a rock'n'roll bar in the centre of town. We stayed at a friends place in a very rustic street in an overall completely charming town, dragging gear and cases up three flights of stairs.
Rennes (Brittany) on a Tuesday was cool. The show was organized by the very generous Seb Blanchais from Beast records. What a cool cat. We set our gear up at the Bistro De La Cite and hooked up with our contact who was putting us up and then scrambled to meet up with old friend Brendan Perry from Dead Can Dance and his partner Francoise, Robin Guthrie (Cocteau Twins) and Florence and their friends Oliver and Fabele . The show was great. I reckon....
We stayed at a wonderful flat around the corner from the gig, just a very short walk. Martin was our host. He runs a large world music festival in the area. He had played guitar until the age of twenty in a band called Kalashnikov whose singer was Dominic Sonic. We had played with the latter in Lille in 2014 as part of Harry Howard and theNDE. 
Next day, Martins wife cooked an amazing meal of mackerel and salad with wine and chocolate. 
We stopped at Brendan’s on our way out of the city and took a tour of his amazing studio. We had coffee and cake and cooed over the miniature goats, horses and donkey. We’d known Brendan in Melbourne in the very dawn of the 80s before he started Dead Can Dance with Lisa Gerrard. We saw them play then in 1982/3 before they left for good and then again in Melbourne in 2013.
Caens venue was in an industrial part of the city. I'd always wanted to come here as the Dandy Beau Brummel spent most of his life here after fleeing Regency London and all his debts. This was a small  party more than a gig, still, we made show. The venue was built, maintained and run by a lovely fellow. Emeric, who had his warehouse full of curios and oddities. Like a pickers giant cave. Quite magical. Also, his food was spectacular. (He cooks in wholesale quantities)
We drove to Beau Brummel's grave, with Georgio playing the garage band THE BEAU BRUMMELS in the car. There were no signs for it anywhere. Georgio had found it before, on another trip. 

We headed to a place on the freeway called Saintes where, on a whim of Georgio's, we ate a meal called "potato five ways". Deep fried onion rings and crumbed cheese balls. All light brown in colour - a sepia meal.
It was quite horrible. Then I learned the salad had duck gizzards in it..... 
We stopped briefly at the Catholic miracle town of Lourdes. As it was raining, I stayed in the car to mind the gear and Clare and Georgio braved the garish, holy casino alleys of the town.
The gig in Argeles Gazost was a true honky tonk affair. An audience of faux/for  real gypsies and anarchists. All wanting to boogie. We played for more than an hour and gave them more than they wanted. One fellow was immediately dubbed "your boy Pirates Of The Carribean". A group of Australians were in town on a cycling tour. From Katoomba. Another fellow in a Richmond beanie who told me he used to go and see "the Gravies and the Dockers". I couldn't offer him any thoughts there. We ate a truly excellent dinner at 7pm and played at 10 pm and waited until 2pm to decamp to our digs. I cannot say any more. A beautiful town at the foot of the Pyrenees. Real music lovers running the venue.

While we waited for our accom we sat in our car outside and watched the crowd come out to smoke and get drunk and loose. The PIRATE  was mostly sitting in a stoned dormant state on an outside settee but was suddenly espied in a hot embrace with TWO women - then they left and he deflated back to his natural posture. 
We were almost asleep when our ride-guide made to leave. Drunk as a Gallic fuck in his car. We waited for even longer as more romances bloomed and died while the venue was slowly turned off. Suddenly there was action and he sped off and left us in the empty streets! Then he reappeared, driving at speed straight at us, suddenly braking inches away and laughing madly behind the wheel. We (equally madly) followed him for a further 15 minutes drive through the towns streets to his large party house where we found his car parked and the doors flung open and we walked in and stayed the night. A strange, intense, stop and go night, ending in a silent chateau.
We got up at 9am and left to get some breakfast. We drove for most of the beautiful Autumn day, listening to Jobriath, Nectarine No. 9, The Sexual Objects (both bands fronted by former Fire Engines main man Davey Henderson) and Chucho Libre. All sounded great. Davey Henderson is a genius on the guitar, the songs, the vocals and the whole god damned conceptual thing. I have been educated. 
We stopped in the principality of Andorra because Georgio had always wanted to  do so. Between France and Spain, high in the mountains. Beautiful views all around. Like staying in a ski resort in summer though. Restaurants closed at 4pm and open again at 8. We ate at a Mexican joint- though it was no "joint". 
We arrived in Torredembarra, Spain, and drove to the venue. Very funky and down home feel to it all. Driving past vacant blocks and unfinished building projects, lots of graffitti. Dusty and dry. A bit like Darwin in the dry months. 
The hotel was a house attached to a restaurant. We entered through the gate which was tethered by a bent piece of dark iron like something from a 1940s Australian farm. After knocking on the door, we entered to see a small woman with her back to us watching tv. We got her attention and were shown our upstairs rooms. Very beautiful and rustic.
We went to the venue which would not have been out of place in old timey Deadwood or Tombstone. 
It filled with people out to socialize and listen to some music on a  Monday night - just as if it was a normal thing to do.... 
We played for an hour and fifteen minutes and went over well to the crowd of people in the room and drinking outside in the warm, night air.
People said things like "nice" and "i enjoyed! Strange but good..."
An annoying posh busker from Perth popped up in my grille with an impossibly plummy voice. He told me he'd heard of me around the traps "but you know how homogenous the folk scene can be..." This was after saying he'd heard I came from Perth as well as him. Noticing my puzzled expression after his commentary on the "folk" scene he asked if I'd taken his words as being somehow derogatory. I said I didn't know what he could be possibly trying to say. Later he was playing his guitar to some girls outside at a table. 

Next day we visited a Roman ampitheatre in nearby Taragona. There was the sea and an ampitheatre. In the intervening years a railway line had been built in between, making the ruins hard to access. We did it though. A single black cat roamed through the dusty, deserted stones and fallen pillars.
We drove on to Zaragoza for the next show. My shoe had come apart from climbing over rocks and one sole was flapping about in a comic manner. I asked the man at the venue if he had any gaffa tape and he gave me some glue to fix it, which worked a treat. Nothing was difficult for these Spanish, it seemed. the nicest people I have ever run into in Europe.
We played in the basement of a hostel which had once been a palace and also a place for the inquisition. The room was 600 years old!
The sound was wonderful. We played there for the Tuesday and Wednesday nights. The venue threw both performances up onto Facebook. Whilst in the city we visited their Goya museum and another Roman ampitheatre. A wonderful place. 

The next day we drove to Madrid, listening to nothing but mid career, easy listening Scott Walker.
Madrid was equally intoxicating for us. We had no show, we were just stopping off on our way to Vitoria, in Euskadi. (Basque country). We picked up Patrizia Finzi in Madrdid. She had flown in to do the show as we were to be supporting Tav Falco’s Panther Burns in a club called HELLDORADO so we thought we’d better make some noise. With drums and bass and guitars. The venue was in an industrial area full of panel beaters and motor mechanics. Like the Australian rockabilly scene is a close mix of hot rods and music.
We soundchecked after Tav and I played a lick of SNAKE DRIVE, from the first Panther Burns album, “Behind the Magnolia Curtain”.  Tav was fixing his guitar by the side of the stage and said I had to get up and play it with them later.

We all ate some beautiful food together. I had a pesto salad and then baked cod. Then we played at 11pm and Tav played at 12:30 to 2:30 am.
It was a great night. I’ve always loved Panther Burns and Tav is as weird and cool as ever, playing that Hofner “beatle” six string and messing with the strict blues timing all through the set. He ended with a great new song called “Whistle Blower Blues” about Edward Snowdon et al. 
At some point, I did indeed get up and play SNAKE DRIVE. It was most enjoyable!
The next day we drove to Aignan and played in the amazing house of ex pat Australian Tim Wotoon. He invites people from around the area. As we arrived, his daughter was on the swing – inside the top floor of the house. Her pet rabbit was jumping about. We played to a gathering of international locals. This is the kind of set we did at these gigs with drums, bass, guitars and Clare also playing keys and percussion...

A woman skinnies a man up
Everything was legendary with Robert
I been trendy
A boy named Epic
Twlight of a villain
You need a kleek, klook
How long does the raunch?
All our friends were stars
Night of the wolverine
I’m never Off
Rock’n’roll is where I hide
Bodysnatcher blues


At other gigs we played without drums and included songs like
Midnight to dawn
Heroic Blues
There’s the royal troll
Sometimes you can see yourself
Are you Out of your mind?
Mt Gambier night
How can you get out of London?
I wanna get lost again


Then we drove to Gare de L’Est in Paris and said farewell to Patrizia and drove toward Calais…Hearing of news of violence in Catalonia and in Las Vegas.



Fri 6 Oct | Fred's Ale House | Manchester GB w/ Poppycock and UKEPUNK
Sun 8 Oct | O'Rileys | Hull GB w/ Loudhailer Electric Company
Wed 11th + Thurs 12 Oct | Betsey Trotwood | London GB
Sun 14 Oct | Leith Cricket Club | Edinburgh, GB w/ Buckleys Chance and Maggie Holland


Dave Graney and Clare Moore at the Skylark Room - Burrinja Arts Centre in Upwey-Tecoma. October 21st.

Oct 22nd - WORKSHY BOOK event - Q and A with Gerard Elson at Readings Bookshop in St Kilda.

Oct 25th WORKSHY BOOK LAUNCH at Magnet Gallery in Bourke st Melbourne w/ Tony Martin.

Wednesday Nov 8th WORKSHY book launch Mt Gambier , SA
TIME: 6:30 – 7:30pm
VENUE: Mt Gambier Library, 6 Watson Terrace, Mount Gambier 5290 

Nov 10th WORKSHY BOOK LAUNCH at Imprints in Hindley st Adelaide.

Tuesday 14 November WORKSHY EVENT
VENUE: The Avenue Bookshop - Richmond
TIME: 6.45pm for 7pm start – 8.15pm end

Dave Graney and the mistLY
The Wheatsheaf Hotel - Adelaide Saturday November 11th and Sunday Nov 12th (4pm show)

Sunday Nov 26th WORKSHY BOOK LAUNCH in SYDNEY
TIME:
VENUE: The People’s Republic of Australasia, Camperdown, NSW

 
Dave Graney and Clare Moore
Thurs 30-Nov Brass Monkey - 115A Cronulla St, Cronulla NSW 02) 9544 3844
Dave Graney and the mistLY
Fri 1-Dec Petersham Bowls Club 77 Brighton Street Petersham NSW 2049 T (02) 9569 4639
Sat 2-Dec Hardys Bay Club 14 Heath Road - Hardys Bay, NSW 2257

Sun 3-Dec - afternoon show at Co-op Club 1860 Pittwater Road Church Point, N.S.W. Australia 2105

Friday 8 December - Backlot Studios
solo acoustic session PERTH
Saturday 9 December - Fly By Night -Fremantle WA
Dave Graney and the mistLY
Sunday 10 December - Bar 459 - PERTH
Book launch - in conversation with Bob Gordon.