shedding

Outta Perth
Back to the Shed
Where 37 degrees is more than just a measurement of separation of wits as the heat rises in the living space within the great metal monster. And news through today, its the end of an error - wonderful and green in these parts in the Wet but the test on the build-up to get there makes for some uncomfortable nights. As they say its' not the heat its the stupidity.
After all the recent floods and cyclones on the other continental bastion of stupidity, its reassuring to think that I chose to live in a town built on top of a river which can reach 17 metres deep before you need to panic that it will break its banks. So, as its time to move house, I think I'll move next to it. To check if I need to start swimming yet see:
http://www.nt-tech.com.au/rivercam/image.jpg
Frayed tempers and glorious (albeit quick) sunsets are providing inspiration for musical ideas to bring on a more serene disposition. Some new tunes are brewing...

perthed

Last day in Perth of the Tura Totally Huge New Music Festival (yes, for real). Been a hectic week between the seaside (Fremantle) and the city (Perth). Seen plenty, met plenty and slept a little. Main event was a Ruined Piano Convergence which saw (among many things) one ebony and ivory number burnt, another left on a beach, one suspended and one slept in. Sounds on offer from the concerts varied from bent leather, wired person, surround sound, surface noise, keening theremins, tractor-hub-bells and pianos in various states of unrecognisablity (including mine, I had no idea that this piano emphasis would be like it was when I applied to come down to present at the conference a few months ago). Half the temperature down here of back home up north and god knows how many more times people (but in true style the Ambassadors of Manners swept in and once again this year the streets were awash with the sounds of Seamen).
Back in the palatial capital of the north tomorrow and back to the high 30s in the shed the day after to make a sound walk for the lucky people of Fremantle to wander around to...but it probably won't be what they expect...they might even find a croc on the beach where the piano was...