Natural remedies for actual history.
Wednesday September the 7th ~
A long week of hard yakka begins in the olden days as Swingin' at the Speakeasy reanimates shellac-era songs for free between 10PM and 2AM.
Thursday September the 8th ~
The Sydney Underground Film Festival has moved on from it's past home at the Factory Theatre to the bright lights of the big smoke, kicking off a new era in Event Cinamas George St.
The Opening Night world premiere screening of I Love My Dad is book-ended by some suitably sinematic musical brackets from me - beginning at 6 and wrapping around 10.30.
Friday September the 9th ~
The Sydney Sacred Music Festival has high hopes for involving a wider community of all ages in a musical experience beyond the borders of any venue, staging a street parade - led by Sam Golding and The Glorious Sousaphonics - from 4PM this Friday arvo.
By 5 everyone will rock up to the styling surrounds of the Pratten Park Bowling Club, where I will spin an uplifting set of spirituals (possibly even joined by live musicians) til the advent of The Rhythm Hunters onstage thereafter. It's absolutely free!
Saturday September the 10th ~
Jack Off will be graciously hosted by Uncle Jonny Seymour this weekend, as I take a well-earned break to enjoy a working holiday in Broken Hill so as to to play for the iconic Broken Heel Festival.
I'm so excited to be reuniting with my old Novocastrian pal Esther, who now helms this phenomenal regional celebration of drag and diversity, centred on Esther's astonishing and iconic Palace Hotel (surely the Sistine Chapel of country pubs in this wide brown land).
If you can make it out that way (by car, bus, train or plane) I'll be spinning the climactic set of the Saturday Night Shindig from midnight til 2AM.
Sunday September the 11th ~
By sunset on Sunday I hope to have already journeyed in opposite directions to both Silverton and the (currently flooded) Menindee Lakes. I need to get back to town by 5 to kick off that evening's festivities back at the Palace for Broken Heel.
Monday September the 12th ~
The Broken Heel Festival gig I'm most looking forward to is a Monday Recovery from midday til 2.30, taking place at Mt Gipps Outback Resort.
There may even be ambient banjo songs and eccentric stories apt for the area, as represented above by Al Duvall playing live from my RPA ward down my old phone to my radio show, as I awaited surgery for a broken neck a decade back.
For me this trip is a chance to at least have my wounded wing out of a sling, though I've gotta take tender care of it for another month or two at least.
Life is a strange long haul isn't it? What a wonder.