After midnight last Friday at Boogieman Bar, me and Rosco – guitar master & sound guy extraordinaire.

Home in the wee hours this morning. Thanks to Boogieman Bar family. Epic Thursday night jam session. How good is that man Rosco! Damn. Tonight went there – Zep lyrics over Sabbath tunes. Rocked I tells ya!

Just finished today. First of the video trailers for next year’s Euro Summer Tour…

Rehearsed today for upcoming recording. Felt great getting back into it. We’d had a short break after the European tour – which I think we needed just to come back & play the songs with fresh ears. We’d spent months of intensive rehearsal in the tour lead up. An all-out ear battering, playing the same songs over and over again.

Studio’s coming along. Taking longer than expected, which is expected. New recordings to go down in there when it’s done (or mostly done). Stinking the house out with hard core marine paint on the bench tops. Paint guy recommended marine varnish due to the possibility of spilled alcohol. What was he thinking.

Ladder collapsed under me late last week (working on our recording studio). My feet – two metres up when I fell from the top rung. Goddammit. Smashed to the floor almost horizontal & took a few things with me on the way down. Sounded like an explosion. Stunned & winded, checked for broken bones & head trauma (as best I could) and got up through a shit-storm of broken shit. Today – still sore but getting around… and reminding myself, AFL players do this every week……. Go Dogs.

It’s darkly hilarious and I’ve been hunting this for years – ‘Slice of the Pie’ – American Pie parody about former Victorian Premier, Jeff Kennett – written and performed by Fred Rowan. I first heard this on Triple R when it was released in 1997. It might have actually been recorded live-to-air on the Breakfasters, and quickly went viral (or as ‘viral’ as things could be in the 90’s). Enjoy…

Hardest thing about working weekends is coming home past the places I would normally be having a beer & watching bands in. And seeing people in there, having a beer & watching bands. First world problem I know but seriously, is there no god?

Saw this last night at Malthouse, as part of Melbourne International Arts Festival. An amazing and engaging play – an intoxicating fusion of stunning projection mapping and comedic theatre. Left inspired about a completely different approach to lighting & production.

Noam Chomsky: History is all too rich in records of horrendous wars, indescribable torture, massacres and every imaginable abuse of fundamental rights. But the threat of destruction of organized human life in any recognizable or tolerable form — that is entirely new. The environmental crisis under way is indeed unique in human history, and is a true existential crisis. Those alive today will decide the fate of humanity — and the fate of the other species that we are now destroying at a rate not seen for 65 million years, when a huge asteroid hit the earth, ending the age of the dinosaurs and opening the way for some small mammals to evolve to pose a similar threat to life on earth as that earlier asteroid, though differing from it in that we can make a choice.