Just came back from the Australian tour. I woke up few hours ago in my milanese bed like it was breakfast time, but it was actually fn midnight. Instead of eggrolls I got some nice meatrolls Gaia cooked for me, thank you for that! Australia was a blast. I am really thankful to all the people I’ve met on the road; not only all the cities and places were great but I was surrounded by extremely nice people since the real beginning to the real end.
First of all, I flied on Emirates to Dubai. Dubai airport is ridicolously big, a real city. They spend money like crazy, there. As every big city in the world where people spend money like crazy I found this
The first show was in Perth, the biggest city in West Australia. A really sunny relaxing and laiback place. I took a train from Fremantle to the city to see the Art Gallery Of Western Australia, where nowadays you can find an amazing exhibition of Indigenous Art Awards
And some really psyched out aerial photography from Richard Woldendorp. One of few times photography looks like paintings
I gave a look also to the Western Australian Museum because as you probably already now I am down for mummified animals
and I am also down for anything related to anthropology
Then I headed to Sydney for a show at Tank (big club, big party) and four days off. I found out Deathface and Rob Threezy were in town too. We planned lots of things (“we should do a track together!”) and check out everything possibile in this beatiful city, but we actually spent the whole time eating asian food and going for turistic rounds.
The Aquarium was insane
Then I lost my camera. I went to Adelaide where I had probably the best show of the tour. You know why? Because I miss my ol punk days when I was surrounded by the crowd while playing instead of playing on a 20 feet tall booth!
I was kind of wasted and sick during the last days as I didnt sleep at all, but it was good meeting european friends Francesca and Anne in Brisbane and the best australian restauraunts in Melbourne. I hate going for italian food while I am touring but Sarti Restauraunt made me change my idea. Thank you John Curtin for bringin me there and sorry if I looked like a jetlagged zombie.
I know what you are gonna say. Any kangaroo pictures? – No, I am sorry.