i've got a golden ticket

The lovely Sales manger at PBS gave me her Golden Plains ticket. Through a quick succession of e-mails we found out that we were both reppin' the Goulburn Valley in Melbourne, and our respective townships were all making the news for gross reasons (attempted abductions, gang murders, drug busts, et cetera, et cetera)- T.G I am fiiiinally back in Melbourne. Anyway, I AM GOING TO GOLDEN PLAINS!
I'm going with a few friends from home so it will be just like going to the SheppARTon Festival, except the bands won't suck and I won't be driven home by my parents at ten o' clock. I have my gumboots, waterproof jacket, and a ride there and back.

Now all I need is my hair to grow 30cm so I won't look like a homeless orphan once I get rained upon.

I should buy a rain hat.

can i have my wine? i forgot i had it.

The water in Geelong must be somethin’ magical, like from a Harry Potter book, infected with time-rewind face cream, ‘cos everyone who was out the Nash looked like they were fifteen- or they were all on fake I.D’s.

It was the weirdest gig I had ever been too. I’m barely legal, but I felt like I was among the oldest in the band room. Everyone was jumping like they would on a trampoline, the band member were smiling and playing wholesome songs about kisses, girls and summer and I was just standing at the back with my arms crossed.

I can’t remember the bands that played, except for the first- Kung-fu In Technicolour. They were my friend’s friend’s band (excuse my apostrophes- I have no idea) and our reason for traveling east. They were first and were cute. Then another local band played that had a cool lookin’ girl lead singer- they weren’t too bad. It finished off with another band, who must be pretty popular in Geelong because it was getting more crowded.

It was a strange experience and reminded me of going out in my home town. Which mustn’t have been such a good thing because Shepparton’s most ‘famous’ band is playing tonight and I’m not even going (mainly because I’m grumpy at missing out on my true loves Eddy Current Suppression Ring tonight).

I also saw Thee Oh Sees at PBS on Wednesday .They were pretty sweet and the guy had some cool tattoos and I touched his hand.

you say you love me when you're drunk.

My friends brothers band plays around the town fairly often, so I usually get updated of their shows via some sort of electronic social networking site. I saw that they where playing with Mass Cult Suicide and I was a bit befuddled as to why they'd be playing with such a heavy band (judging by their name...). I looked them up, and they were awesome.

I was going to scurry down to Off The Hip last week to pick up their album, but I wasn't sure if the rest of the nine songs would be as enjoyable as the two I heard. So I thought I'd brave taking my child-like face to the Tote to go see them on Friday. I really wanted to go but no one would come with me, then I got grumpy, forgot about it and did something else.

So, today I went into PBS and help out with writing mini-blurbs (which really just consisted of going to a bands Myspace, Ctrl C, Ctrl P, then a minor edit to make the sentences flow...like streams) for this wrap-around advert in Inpress for PBS Live Music Week. Bands have been coming in to prerecord their sets and today as I was trawling Off The Hip's webpage for info about Mass Cult Suicide, they totally started playing in Studio 5!

I was a bit excited and went and sat like a loser in the room with the knobs and shit, and watched for two songs. They were great, except the two songs that I heard, where the two that I already knew. But Dan Trolley is good lookin' in a fun looking way, so I'll probably buy his CD anyway.