I'm not even going to bother apologising, as I've done that many a time before, and I will never be a regular blog poster, unless I get mega rich and can quit my job.
(But I am still sorry).
I have so much so tell you all about, let's start with the least recent.
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| Don't worry, it won't be THAT long |
Most of you will already know this (as our friends/facebook fans), but I know you want to hear this story again. It's classic. In the last blog I told you (in a rather excited fashion) that we had purchased a van. I should not have been so excited. When we bought it, the guy (holding back on using stronger language here) said 'you will not have to spend another cent', as he'd sussed the road worthy cert and registration etc.
I should have smelt the pungent aroma of underwear burning, because his pants were DEFINITELY on fire.
Drew, Peter and I are not what you would call 'motoring enthusiasts' (which is ironic since I work at a car leasing company). Needless to say, we didn't notice much wrong with the van until it stopped completely. Which is a hilarious story...
One Saturday morning Drew and I decided to drive out to Bunnings in Coburg to grab a trolley to put amps and heavy stuff on. We had a practice room booked for that afternoon and thought it would be a great time-saver. I should also mention this was AFL Grand Final Day, which is really, really huge for Melbourne. On the way to the practice space from Bunnings, we thought it would be grand to drive down Sydney Road. While plodding through the 5km an hour traffic, Drew and I began to get light headed from the fumes leaking through the engine into the cab. Then the van began to smoke. People were looking. I was beginning to feel faint so we turned down a side street so we could get some fresh air (the van's temperature gauge was so far to the right it looked painful). We missed the turn off to the practice room so Drew did a U-Turn. After we got onto the right side of the road, the van died...
Long story short, we figured out how to access the engine, discovered there was no water or oil and had to pay $30 to cancel practice. We let the engine cool down for a couple of hours and bought water and oil from a service station. Then we managed to drive the van home.
So Drew took the van to the mechanic. We figured it was an oil leak, nothing major, maybe about $200 to fix. The final bill: $1350.
Yep. Anyone who knows me well can imagine my reaction to that news. Let's just say I didn't find the entire contents of my handbag for a few weeks (because I threw it lulz).We had screwed spark plugs, majorly cracked radiator hoses, one buggered cylinder etc etc. In a simpler time I wouldn't have known what any of what I just said meant (and I envy all who don't, because you probably have more money than me).
However, we managed to scrap the money together and get our van back (after reverting back to our old trick of taxi-ing to gigs we had for two week), and now she runs smooth.
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| I'm super happy, cause taking gear on trams like ^this^ SUCKED. |
Moral of the story: Don't be a dumbass. That's actually the best I can do (I'm not so hot on morals).
In other news, we have exciting news!
Our amazing friend Ashleigh Dunn is going to be our new business guru/role caller/general awesome help lady! She's going to do heaps of cool stuff for us, like suss an ABN (Australian Business Number) so we can invoice people like pros, she's going to help with ideas for gigs, sort out tax shit and just basically be awesome at life (Ash is a PRO at life. She BAKES THINGS).
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| That's her on the right, with our other awesome mate Tash. Model-central, am I right? |
We also have some gigs coming up, the next one is at Yah Yahs on Smith Street on 15th November (that's next Thursday folks). We be playing with some cool bands, 23 Angles of Attack and The High Drifters. Not sure if there's a door charge... here's the Facebook link. It'll be rad. RAD.
Our next gig is the VERY FIRST gig we've organised and are headlining at. We are playing at Idgaff Bar on Hoddle Street on the 23rd of November with the Naysayers and Polygasm, who are both wicked cool bands that I dig (and you will too). This gig is special for TWO reasons (minus the headlining thing):
1. It is the night before Peter's birthday so we might be playing when the clock hits midnight. I'm calling a 'Let's embarrass Peter and sing Happy Birthday to him' kinda thing (he'll probably hate me for suggesting that. Sorry mate).
2. Two of my FAVOURITE people in the world (except you, my wonderful fan-people) are going to be there! Kelsie Trainor, design-extraordinaire and my twin sister who fucking rocks the entire world, and Alex Meijer, another design extraordinaire and fellow hell-raiser in the Sex Pit flat of 2010. They also bring with them their boyfriend boys, Andy and Kris. Who are also way cool.
SO Melbourne people who want to come to a cool gig AND see/meet someone who looks A LOT LIKE ME... come to Idgaff on the 23rd! (Facebook link here). And also it would be rad if you came to the Yah Yahs one too. We like people to come to all of the gigs.
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| Best. Poster. Ever. Thanks to Kelsie Trainor, who is a mega legend |
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