8.06.2012

Storming Adelaide

The drive to Adelaide was treacherous and slightly unnerving. I was happy we decided to sleep before we headed out. We only got a few hours sleep prior, it was well worth it, as the length and weather conditions were far from friendly.


There were storm systems looming off in the distance at all times, and we drove through a couple small ones. The wind, however, was the treacherous part. No matter what we did, or where along the path we were, the wind was constantly blowing us back and forth across the road. At some points when the rain and wind fought us together, it was quite nerve wracking.


It had stopped raining by the time we got into town, and surprisingly enough, we were on time for the show. We had a last minute fowl up with a mess in the van though. Matt put his yogurt in a very unfortunate spot, and a sharp right later, Lochlan was covered in it.



None too fun. He cleaned himself off fairly well once we arrived, but he will have to do laundry at the house we stay tonight.





The show was pretty awesome. With Matt Cook on sound again, we sounded great, and I could hear everything. I emphasize this a lot because most sound guys don't know what they're doing, and though they're knowledgable of how the room sounds, they can't mix for s**t for the bands monitors. Capt. Cook knows how we like it, and we love him for it.


The dude we stayed with that night was pure awesome. He first took us to a 24hr bakery. I was extremely excited, as I love meat pies. I don't know why it's not something that's caught on in the US. I got a chicken parm pie, and it was delicious. I also got a giant chocolate doughnut, which was as well.


The house our dude lived in was a place called the 'avenues' of Adelaide. It wasn't the best area, but the house was comfy. He had sleeping bags and mattresses set out for us, then he warmly told us to 'get f**ked, and good night'.


In the morning, the captain comes through again and gets us breakfast. Eggs, hash browns, veggies, and toast. Here's a great picture of Andrew (bassist of City Of Ships) lookin' sexy in his sleeping bag.



We all got our fill of the Internet communications, and we were on our way. We have the day off for the drive to Melbourne, then we play there tomorrow.


Our first stop off for gas was next to a coffee bistro, but it was surrounded by school students. They all looked at us weird as a bunch if grimy dudes jumping out of vans. There was a 2 for $4 deal on coffee, so Matt and I jumped on it. He got a tall black (which is the same as an americano), and I got a cappuccino. I also eyed a pie, and got it too. It was an angus beef, cheese, and bacon pie, and it was glorious.


Back on the road, nothing close to yesterday's weather. It's beautiful today, and no crazy cross winds to scare the crap out if us.


At one stop, we took a sweet mid-air photo with Cook & Nate.







The drive was grueling, but we made it back to Melbourne. Lord of the fries was closed, but we went back to the house, and now we're off to sleepy land.


We play Melbourne tomorrow, but I have to go shopping for a snare head first, good times.

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