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Wednesday July the 31st ~

The Aston Martinis play several sets deep beneath the CBD for Swingin' at the Speakeasy from 7 til 10, then I take it til the end. All is free.

Saturday August the 3rd ~

Like countless others I've been devastated to hear this week that Doris Goddard, the mischievous matriarch of our fabled and adored community institution the Hollywood Hotel, has departed this mortal coil.

The witty and whip-smart larrikin culture she engendered and encouraged in Sydney is so rarely witnessed in this era - yet Doris was indefatigable in fostering creativity, compassion and independence in our midst.

Recently I've been so honoured and eager to begin a new weekly residency at her illustrious pub from this very Saturday. I will likely be but one of a million marvellous souls offering art and energy in Doris' name now, such was her iconic status amongst a huge swathe of our most ardent artists - all of whom will fairly wish to raise a toast.

We're getting the ball rolling from the afternoon on: featuring one of the hotel's most regular performers Christa Hughes, reminiscing about the sheer passion and gall of this pioneering actress, musician and publican (and also covering one of Doris' most timely tunes The Wowsers) on Jack Off, between 3 and 5PM on FBi Radio.

Afterwards please join us (and half of Sydney's best rabble-rousers I expect) at the Hollywood Hotel from 9PM til close - for an extended set dedicated to Doris and the passion, integrity and hilarity that she embodied. Christa will no-doubt reprise at least one Goddard number live - and frankly bloody anything could happen and probably will. Let's slay Slurry anew with sheer spirit and bonhomie then bear our jubilant defiance ever onward. Free for all!

Sunday August the 4th ~

Come Sunday we will wind down from that monumental affair by stepping sideways to Cottonmouth Records in Enmore, for another extended evening of fresh musical breadth.
Last time I played here I genuinely hit it off with DJ Albo - who'd been having the time of his life selecting vinyl all arvo - and his equally wax-addicted mate Tony Burke (whose wife now only permits him to shop on Record Store Day).

Cottonmouth has become another invaluable outpost of inclusion and curiosity for me already - so I've decided to share my set with a friend of myriad talents who I feel deserves to be heard more often.

Head along from 7PM to witness the immaculate record collection of Autralia's premiere stencil artist - being spun under the guise of DJ Boo Boo Muck.

By around 8 I will be along to contrast the shabby quality of my old op-shop fare via some track-for-track exchanges, thence you'll be stuck with old Shitty here til the stroke of midnight. As with all our endeavours this week, entry is entirely free!

This is a rapidly-written residue of human refuse due to having just emerged from the gargantuan task of playing Splendour every day - and thence taking the afterparty til dawn for the first time ever.

There are many loose ends this week - and I'm one!


Wednesday July the 24th ~

Swingin' at the Speakeasy will unfold in a slightly smaller setting than the sublime stage pictured above - lighting up Palmer and Co with music and movement from 7PM as Mary Heart seizes the stage.

My one engagement in Sydney this week follows - a substantive five-hour set of timeless tuneage til close at around 3AM. Entry is always free.


Saturday July the 27th ~

Jack Off will go to air without me again this week - as I'll be winging my way back up to Federal to play Laura's Wild West 40th.

We're actually not exactly sure who will be hosting just yet as my venerable producer Isabel, who was to, is still battling to be wholly rid of the damn pneumonia that laid her up in hospital recently. We are all sending the healing powers her way!

Whoever steps in to the studio will have their work cut out to match the entire program of space fare that Eddy aired last week (she hooked me from the outset by kicking off with Coil). Listen here.

Before I bail on y'all for another week I'd like to thanks Jess, Sam, Matt and Jo for the enduring faith they show in entrusting the Gold Bar and afterparty to me at Splendour each year.

I deeply missed my usual co-pilot Mario Speedwagon but Goldfoot did a sterling job in his stead (that's his shot of said afterparty in the Shack above).

Of course Colonel Waylon P. Flawstain held it down for three nights strong prior - with the assistance of my cosmic company of cuzzins. It is very kind of those rabid hillbillies to tolerate a bushwhacked commuter from both sides of the tracks in their midst each year.

Gotta also give a shout out to Blobby Ruck for the shots that top-and-tail this edition (not to mention the many more we can't show here). He's a champ who went above and beyond as others fell by the wayside - and the best mate a fella could ask for.

Thanks for sticking with me throughout this outta-town interlude dear readers. (Ab)normal transmission will resume next week.

You can always peruse all the events coming our way in future via the side-bar to the left but I rarely mention it - however I will say right now that, amongst the dearth of compelling community fare in Sydney at present, I am utterly stoked to be starting a free six-week all-night residency at the iconic Hollywood Hotel from next Saturday.
Please try and keep some of that night free to get along for a beer and a boogie so that we can move towards the light and summer right!

A high-frequency loop of exquisite anticipation as my mid-winter suspension of standard programming unfolds again, just as the beautiful wattle blooms.


Wednesday July the 17th ~

One Sydney gig only this week (and next) - at the late, lush and free Swingin' at the Speakeasy. Miss Pia doubles up on the decks and stage from 7 til 10PM, then I spin til around 3AM. Bunnies welcome.


Friday July the 19th ~

Fancy fish following others upstream for the sold out Splendour In The Grass this year will have multiple chances to catch beguiling brackets of audio in the open air at the Gold Bar.

Access is confined to VIPs with the right laminates and wristbands - but if you are lucky enough to have both a ticket and said accreditation you'll hear either myself of Goldfoot (stepping in for the internationally touring Mario Speedwagon for this year only) between every main (Amphitheatre) stage set. On this opening evening I have the night shift, from around sundown through til 2 in the morning.

Saturday July the 20th ~

Back in Sydney Jack Off will broadcast under the stewardship of Eddy Diamond between 3 and 5PM - and I'll call in live with a rambling report on the wildlife manifesting around me in Yelgun, amidst my day of sunlit interstitial sets at the Gold Bar.

Sunday July the 21st ~

Sunday evening at Splendour is beyond imagining. After another six hours playing pristine sounds around the fire in the Gold Bar from sunset on I've again got the sublime honour of presiding over the best afterparty at any festival the world over.

This takes place in the mythical Tackle Shack - a secret lakeside beyond-the-boundary venue that serves as the home to my fambly of cuzzins for the duration each year.

After our wanton and wonderful shack daddy Waylon P. Flawstain III concludes his third evening of dirty and depraved hits from the deep, dark past I'll step up (with the eventual and invaluable assistance of my Gold Bar co-pilot Goldfoot) to unleash the most boisterous bacchanalia you will ever witness.

Move mountains to be there. Only the strong make it. You will know.
My reward (beyond the indelible scenes one can only witness from behind those decks each year) will be spending Monday morning with the White Herons in sweet silence, beyond birdsong. The mist over the water, the now-golden dew. Amongst this pristine peace and solitude everything lifts and trembles - heralding spring, our chance to breathe anew.

Self-sustaining explosions of fab and florid audio to keep you warm and wonderful from the inside out.


Tuesday July the 9th ~

Disintegrating layers of music and majesty knit anew in the alchemical dungeon of Palmer & Co as an epic free set unfolds from 9PM til close at 2 or 3 AM.


Friday July the 12th ~

This sporting life requires absolute discipline and rigorous training, explicitly evinced today by my early morning commute to Redfern so as to commentate on matters Rugby League via FBi Radio's fabled Fire Up program. Join Stephen Ferris, Kris Gale and myself from 9.20AM as we dissect Origin overkill and the renewal of Newcastle. Paraphrased newsprint and concussive levels of coffee are par for the coarse!

I'm ashamed to say that by nightfall my principled objections to ANY OTHER CODE will have been exposed as mere hot air, as I've belatedly accepted an invitation to the launch of the charity Aussie Rules annual Community Cup at Cottonmouth Records.

More specifically, I have been conscripted by the media-based Sydney Sailors to battle the muso-based Walers (can't spell, or don't want to - bit of baggage with that term hey) on the wheels of steel.
My opponent ain't just just any old mammal-killing hobbyist masquerading as a proper selector mind you - I'm up against the once-venerable Leader of the Opposition, DJ Albo, a man who was unable to dredge up a creative performance of any kind when he appeared on my program to pledge cash-if-we-win, instead leaving Tanya Plibersek to heroically carry the can for our obligatory format through her charming recitation a favourite childhood poem. Though I guess you could argue Albo's reliance on other people's work makes him the perfect DJ.
Either way he's playing for the wrong damn team tonight and is consequently gonna get creamed. See the whole sorry tabloid fiasco play out live from 6 til 9 for free - and donate generously!


Saturday July the 13th ~

It's too early to say with any certainty what might be happening on Jack Off this week - but we have an invite extant to the arch and erudite Robert Forster. Time will tell if we swing that visit at long last. Listen in between 3 and 5PM for a smokin' show of saucy songs and stories regardless.

Step to otherworldly outposts of audible invention.


Tuesday July the 2nd ~

A multiplicity of moods will emerge from the miasma at Palmer & Co tonight, between 8 and 11PM. As per all my gigs this week, entry is entirely free.


Wednesday July the 3rd ~

Night moves? Right moves? White moves? All of the below - deep in the sandstone cellar of Palmer & Co, from 10PM til close (at around 3 in the morn).

Saturday July the 6th ~

Jack Off may yet be graced by the mystical majesty of King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard - but there are no guarantees. Eight-way consultations via ouija board continue. 3 til 5PM on FBi Radio.

Soon afterwards the old flood-damaged vinyl comes out for a rare spin, as I debut at Enmore's Cottonmouth Records between 7 and 9.30PM.

Sunday June the 7th ~

On Sunday we again ascend to exquisite altitudes - taking in the health-giving airs (and graces) of the rarefied rooftop environs of the Imperial Hotel. Hear magic music play from 3 til 8PM and be healed!