I have just returned from a sunset run down to the Woolshed falls, Beechworth. Between shows on the road, and some work in Melbourne, this little big town is my steady, my home. Tho a country tourist stop of sorts, it’s constant characters are warm and unassuming. The small green grocer sells freshly baked sourdough bread and my favourite Greenwood apple juice (when I was younger I spent a summer picking on the Greenwood farm, not really sure if I was a productive picker, I remember doing more laughing than anything).
I do love the physical journey that music has taken me and the band, over the years. I feel blessed to travel so far and to places at times so unexpected, unknown. In the last month we have swung from big old trees in the Kangaroo Valley, backstroked across the salty Brunswick Heads river in northern NSW and slept in swags under stars at Wollangarra.
Between shows and day jobs, we have been chipping away in the YIKESVILLE STUDIO, creating our new album. We can’t wait to share the new sounds and stories with our friends once it is ready to roll, it feels like it has been a little while coming, I guess some albums just have their way.
Next week we support one our all time fav bands: The Waifs at the Corner Hotel and then travel up to one of our all time favourite festivals:FRL. You will find me either on stage or covered in salt running the fundraiser potato twist stall for Mittagundi (www.mittagundi.org.au)
A few new festivals and dates to share soon. Keep your eye on dis space….