1700 back.

We are now on the way back to Melbourne, from Brisbane, for two whole days. Huge. In that time we are set to move house, work, play Fallout 3, eat a proper meal, practice, work on new material and sleep for at least 12 hours. That's what we will accomplish between the three of us anyway.

The last three shows were definitely a mixed bag. Turns out Brisbane breeds some pretty decent bands. Quiet Steps and To The North in particular. To anyone that follows our twitter, when I posted 'Criminally under rated bands', I was at Club 299 watching Quiet Steps play the best noisy post punk whatever jams I've seen live in fucking ages to a whopping 10 or so people in a huge club.

We played an all ages show in Ipswitch, which was interesting. To The North played to about 13 school kids trying to beat each other up. After we played a little dude asked for my pick. He was at the merch desk with Drew (of Hospital) and me, and I asked how old he was. Twelve! Gave him the pick and a cd, as did Drew. And one for his GIRLFRIEND. If only i was pulling mad bitches when I was 12.

Likes our music, and he's 12, yo'.

Before all this we played an abysmal show in the Gold Coast. The only payers were the parents of the 16 year olds before us, an old friend from Wellington (so good to see you Hana!) and 4 others. The 16 year olds were hilarious. Drummer had a blonde afro, Rammstein shirt and played a sax solo whilst still drumming over Metallica guitar riffs. Into that, hard.

Currently 7/8ths through this bag of lollies. Back to it.

Sam