Back to Sydney, in my little apartment planning to take over the world
Perth was great. What can i say? I missed the way the air smells and the people that dwell. Ever had a place reach out, grab you and call you home? (or is it the other way round?) Perth’s a lot like that to me. I guess I missed my friends.
The show was brilliant, actually, the minions were. Virgin sacrifices, bloodshed and Satan’s minions going gaga. Much thanks to Mish (me loyal zombie queen) for being the photographer of the night because Spidey has, in her infinite wisdom, forgotten her camera. so yes, please mail me pics and bootlegs. Or put them up on youtube and send me a link.
Did I mention offerings? My goat also received a bell kindly bestowed upon by Elizabathory, who’s real life name i now know. It’s good to travel I think, and unravel the mysteries behind the minions’ online handles that remain unknown little things until we meet.
It’s great that the bell bestowed has a long chain. Now spidey can yank the bell out of the chewing goat by the chain before it completes it’s esophagal trip down Satan’s throat.
Much thanks to Adrian, who manned the door for the night at no notice.
Much thanks to Minions, who hailed Satan’s greatness and wished us happy Easter soon after.
Off stage, I got to visit a very old piano who understands how to make my fingers happy. My muses are at peace. (Gracias Flic!)
Again, thanks for the welcome to Perth, minions old and new. It was a great welcome home which meant heaps. Now back at my matchbox apartment in Sydney, I contemplate my memories, something yells at me to return. I might heed that voice when the time is right.
The rest of the year pretty much looks like this:
May17th: Sydney, Vic at the Park
1-3rd June: Singapore, Esplanade Outdoors
Melbourne: Somewhere in the mess of all this
June: Mongolia, Chilling out and writing new shit, visiting
End of the year: Still writing new shit and waiting for minions to holler. Would so love a trip to the Nothern Hemispheres.