So I'm sitting in bed in a motel in Armidale, a day after we were expected to be home in Brisbane. My lovely drivers are still fast asleep and seeing as they're the ones doing all the work I thought I might let them sleep a while longer.
I think we left off somewhere between Sydney and Canberra...
The gig at the Folkus in Canberra was great! We rolled up in Eddie to be greeted with a big hug from Billy, the organiser of the folk club who I have met many times before at the National Folk Festival. Not wearing his usual rainbow tights and tutu (as of course is standard festival wear), we got straight down to business and started soundchecking, meeting the other bands, running over the road for emergency coffees, and returning for emergency alcohol.
I was thrilled to see some of my friends turn up to see us play (Thanks Aleicia and Lachlan) and other unexpected guests (Hi to John and Di – who we randomly ran into during our coffee expedition, and Sair's friend Clint), as well as the ever supportive Canberra folkies and Ceili dancers. The other bands were fantastic and got everyone up and dancing. We then played a brief but successful concert before pulling all of the other muso's up on stage for a couple of mammoth tune sets.
We returned to our motel tired but happy and went to bed with thoughts of our disgustingly huge day the next day - we were driving 7 hrs North to Harrington, doing a 3 hour gig, then driving 6 hrs South to Jamberoo, arriving just in time to get on stage at Folk in the Foothills festival – and yes, we do know that we are insane!
Currently Listening to: "Cloudstreet Live" by Cloudstreet
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