Moving to the Beat

The next few days go by in a slow haze of waiting for furniture deliveries, dinner with some reles, assembling bits and pieces (because ‘delivery fee’ only ever means ‘delivery fee’ and not help the girl by herself unwrap, put together and struggle to put mattress on top of bed base), checking off last minute items to be purchased before I leave, intermittently checking out the local restaurants and cafes and tending my cardboard empire.

And then, whilst collecting my delivery from Freedom, I spy a pile of freshly delivered copies of The Beat magazine in the doorway of Pastuso.  I pick one up and race back to my apartment, fan it out on the floor and scan its pages like a child unwrapping Christmas gifts, excitedly checking out bands and whether I’ll be back in town for their gigs.

Melbourne Gig Guide

Defryme are back together and playing a couple of gigs in December – remember them?  I saw them at a show at Metro’s (Metropolis or the ‘Big House’) in Fremantle at around 18 years of age.  Although I was there to see Scarymother, I did notice just how cute Quinn Gardener-Kane was.  Oh, those were the days.

And King Parrot – a little too raucous for me, but you seriously have to ‘curl up with a nice hot bonox’ and check out some of their videos for creep-factor.  It’s a little Chopper Read-esque.

Boom Crash Opera back and playing.  Shihad in town.  Flight Facilities backing up their first album.  Kimbra playing around the corner.  Spandeau Ballet releasing a movie with a 20 minute performance at Hamer Hall.

Have I mentioned before – I think I am gonna love this town?

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