Reaching out to make contact after an operatic interlude largely disconnected from devices.
Wednesday August the 10th ~ Now that I've had nine days to recuperate since my shoulder surgery I'm venturing out in public to spin tunes for you (and me) once again. Hear them at Palmer & Co from 10PM til around 1 or 2 in the morn during Swingin' at the Speakeasy. I shall not dance.
Friday August the 12th ~ It seems like one of the many strange deejay dreams I've been having whilst knocked out on an array of meds to offset the uncomfortable aspects of sleeping in a sling but come Friday evening I'll be back at Hawke's Beer and Leisure Centre, playing another free set of tunes for the drinkers and diners between 8.30 and 11.30PM. Let's (prawn) toast life!
Saturday August the 13th ~ Jack Off last week went ahead as hoped, though I was unable to herald it here in advance due to typing being a bit beyond me. I sincerely recommend listening back, especially for the live performance and conversation with Afghan American Qais Essar. It's not hugely surprising that we do some of our best work when facing existential threats I guess! Afterwards I'll glide up 22 flights of stairs (in the lift) to stand upright at the grand piano of Dean and Nancy on 22, ready to relay another astonishingly vibrant set of Afro-latin rarities and curios from the continent. It's free but almost always full so book ahead and hopefully I'll see you there somewhere between 9PM and 12.30AM. Incidentally all of the upheaval of late has left me with a spare ticket to the Bong Hoon-Jo classic Mother at 8.30 at Golden Age this Friday. It was like pulling teeth failing to persuade a determined-to-remain-anonymous employee to allow me to instead attend the debut Groovescooter screening of the new KLF doco (in order to review it on air the next arvo, prior to it's two subsequent screenings). I even offered to give up, rather than give away, another ticket (so that the cinema could onsell it and thus potentially profit twice), plus pay any fare difference between the sessions. It didn't seem unreasonable to expect a little flexibility given the utility they would receive from further coverage (on top of the almost weekly plugs I've provided for film and music there since it was founded). Unfortunately any slight reciprocal consideration proved to be beyond their ken. Damn shame as I have always loved that place. However my misfortune has a silver lining for you, dear reader, should you wish to spend a solo night at the movies on Friday evening (there are only three stand-alone seats left for this session so it would not be possible to attend and sit together with a friend). If yr keen to go drop me a line. First in, best dressed!