A slightly less hectic year. We grew fat, lazy, bored. It took Joel to drag us all together to practice. It took entering the Campus Band Competition again to get us to practice more. It took losing again to dampen our spirits again. |
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| Campus Band Competition |
What a schemozzle. After the crushing defeat of
Larisa Oleynik at the same
stage, not one week ago, our spirits were a bit weak. So were our
songs. Lucky us got to play first, yet again, meaning that the
equipment wasn't ready. ie, no vocals. This time it wasn't our
fault! We got to play with 'Hip Operation', formerly known as 'Swivel Chair', so that was good. They had one famous member, the guy who played tambourine for us last year. This year, if he'd tried, Joel would have kicked his arse, so there were no hijinx. Needless to say, we lost, and some brit pop wannabees won. We bear them no malice, but we also hope they go root their sunglasses. |
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| Rosemount Hotel |
Ahhh... this was more like it. A paying gig, organised by friends of Paul's.
We'd practiced a lot for this, but you couldn't tell by hearing us. We had to pad out
the setlist with some old songs, like 'Schizophrenia' and 'Matter of Fact'. We somehow
managed to make 40 mins or so. Well done, us. There were our usual mistakes (ie, Orange Fur, for one), but under the circumstances, we did ok, and even had fun. Culminating with Joel half trashing his kit, Jim and Brett making art wank noises (tre` larisa), and Vince leading the people dancing. I forget what Paul was doing, but thanks Vince!! All in all, we earned our beer, and thats all that matters. |
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