Now I am listening to the tail end of the New Estate rehearsal, they are doing a song of Marc's that sounds kind of like 'Rockin' Robin' and 'Love Bite' (an older song of theirs) together. I really have two things to do tonight. I want to go to the Chapter Music night at Gertrudes - I like all the bands playing (Lakes, Always and Guy Blackman) and I am sure it will be a fine evening. I actually don't even think I have been to see a band at Gertrude's, I remember eating there a few years ago and Nicole and Julian were there but I am not sure who else. And I also want to go to the New Estate/Muddy Spurs/Kids from Russia/Airport City Shuffle show at The Tote. I want to see Kids from Russia apologise to Airport City Shuffle for calling them 'Airport City Chapel' on posters. Anyway, I don't know how I'm going to be at two places at once, at least, I know I'm not going to be able to, so I guess it will be luck of the draw who I see and who I don't. I mean if it comes to that Panel of Judges and Chris Smith are both playing at the Pony in town, I guess I have to concede I am going to have to miss that one altogether.
Now NE are playing 'Free Sherry', one of my very favourite of Mia's songs - interestingly she shrugs it off as something she wrote in a few minutes. I remember a similar quirk in Rabbit's Wedding - one of their best songs was called 'Hit the Road Pussy' and they shrugged that one off with similar reasoning, as if this was in some way to its detriment. Keith Richards dreamt 'Satisfaction' and Ross Wilson thought 'Eagle Rock' was too good for him to have written it. I know these are rather hackneyed stories, but obviously very occasionally the thing that pops out of your head in seconds is some of your best work. I guess that you could see your life as leading up to that anyway - I'm sure some short-circuiting of the synapses goes on in creating great art in an almost spontaneous way, but you need to have the appropriately seasoned synapses in the first places. Brad's bass playing really adds to 'FS', he gives it this highly intricate, almost baroque element. Now Chris is doing this really fiddly, effete drum solo shit at the end of the song and I think the others are trying to make him stop. Perhaps they are cheering him on.
We have a stinky bone in the fridge. The dogs will have a good night. So will I, I expect. The additional excitement is a laksa at Raffles across the road from The Tote. Hey maybe see you there.