In June 2008 my mate Kyle and I tried to get tickets to our favourite band MGMT. Knowing how popular they were, we knew our chances of getting tickets through Ticketmaster was going to be tough. It was, they sold out in about 120 seconds, we missed out. We were quite devastated, but knew that there were other ways to go out about it. So the next day we went on EBAY to see there were two tickets on there for $180 each. Without thinking twice we snapped them up. The next day our mates Mitchy and Joey did the same thing. So now it was the count-down till Wednesday December 10 when we get to see MGMT's electro-beats.
The day finally arrived, I went and got Mitchy at about 11:30am, then went to pick up Joey from work. We decided to go to the Dicky Beach Surf Club to have a few pre-drinks while we were waiting for Kyle. It was about 3 o'clock when I got a phone call from him asking if I could go get him from work. I was planning on being down in Brisbane by 4 o'clock so I had plenty of time to drink, since I was driving down. I asked him where he was and he said just past Gympie, which was atleast an hour away. I was really annoyed but had no choice to go get him because he had my ticket, so be-grudgent I hopped in Mario, stopped at the petrol station and put fifty dollars in him then sat on about 130 km/h the whole way there and back. There was not much said on the trip back, Kyle knew how angry I was at him. We flew back and picked up Joey and Mitchy then we were finally on the way to see the band I had been waiting months to see.
We found our way to our mates Blaine's apartment in the city at about 7 o'clock, this was when the first support act Tame Impala started. We scoffed down some beers then jumped in a taxi and arrived at The Tivoli at about 8 o'clock. Luke Steele (from Empire of the Sun) was warming up the crowd for the main act of the night. I took this oppurtunity to down as many vodka raspberries as I could. As it got closer to the end of Steele's set Mitchy and I got as close to the stage as possible. We were right up the front in a really good position.
They came on and it was the best live performance I have seen to this date, there sound was so raw and original. I looked around to see everyone there in awe. The second last song of their set was one of their most well known numbers, 'Electric Feel'. About half way through their song I seen someone out of the corner my jump up on the other side of the stage, it was Kyle, he had eluded one security guard and positioned himself centre stage next to the singer Andrew VanWyngarden, another security guard came on to grab him and he fended him off with an extended arm then another security guard come from the other side and escorted him off stage. This ended up being a blessing in disguise for Kyle as he watched their last song 'Kids' from side stage.
We met back up with Joey and he said that we were a chance to get into the after party as one of his friends were DJ'ing there. So Joey and I went to the Lime Hotel where it was. We explained to security that we knew the DJ, but he didnt grant us access, as we were trying everything we could to get in a white bus rocked up, it was the MGMT bus. About 10 people jumped out including the two band members VanWyngarden and Ben Goldwasser. We went to greet them as they walked towards the door, and had a little chat to them. The all went upstairs besides Goldwasser, he was standing against the wall having a cigarette, I saw this as an oppurtunity to talk to him, so I went up to him and talked to him for about five minutes, then when he went to go upstairs he asked us if we wanted to go up with him, of course we said yes. We walked in behind him giving the security a pretty rye smile. When we got through the door the cue for the elevator was very long, so Goldwasser turned to Joey and I and asked if we wanted to take the stairs. When we got to the top of the third flight we entered the outdoor rooftop party, it was like the party stopped, everyone turned and looked because Goldwasser had arrived. There were only about fifty people there, so it was pretty intimate.
The night went on and he ended up drinking Mahita's off MGMT's tab, smoking a joint with Tame Impala, we also got to meet all of the touring party and they were all great people. This was definetly the best night I have had out and probably the most surreal.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
The Long Day But Short Night!
After hearing the news that my football game was cancelled due to wet weather, I thought it was necassary to make the most of one of our only Saturdays off for the next five or so months and decided to invite some of my mates from football around.
Since I had no money, I remembered that mum had slipped me forty dollars earlier in the day to put in my car. So of course on the way to the petrol station I stopped in at the local Liquorland and picked up a cask of crisp dry white wine (a.k.a goon).
I returned home after picking up James with nearly half a tank of fuel, Mario (my car) was quite appreciative since this was the first time in a while this was the case.
I wasn't really sure how many would show up, it could have been fifty or it could of been five. While James and I were waiting for people to arrive we decided to crack open our first beers, it was about 12:30pm.
About half an hour later there was about twelve people over and we were watching the AFL on the television. Flicking from the Collingwood and Melbourne game and the Geelong and Richmond game. Many of us were Collingwood supporters so it was good to see them have their first win of the season.
It was about 5 o'clock when everyone decided to go out, not me, due to my bank balance being in the negative I stayed home with Steve and invited some of our friends from school over. We continued to drink at a fast rate and at about 7 o'clock there was about seven or eight of us here. When Damian arrived he wanted to have a crack at the game that has never been completed called 100 shots in 100 minutes, its generally done with goon. So five of us gave it a crack, downing a full shot out of deceivingly big shot glasses every minute on the minute. This ultimately was my downfall. After about the 40th shot I found myself spewing over the balcony numerous times. My mum had witnessed all this and was not too impressed.
Somehow when I returned to where everyone was sitting my pants were no longer around my waist either was my underwear. Everyone had a laugh when mum said "I haven't seen that thing since he was 4". Her and the other three females that were there were disgusted and rightfully so. Apologies to them. Steve saw this as an oppurtunity to spin one of his famous stories, telling everyone lies about the thing they just seen, but never should have seen.
After I produced a bit more vomit, I was in bed it was about 10:30. Everyone left and went to Mooloolaba.
All in all, it was a pretty good day/night. A few lessons I learnt where when you start drinking at noon dont try 100 shots in 100 minutes 8 hours later, never take your pants off when family is around and always remember when your the host. I would like to thank everyone who came over and everyone who helped me piece together the night so I could write this section of the blog. Hope everyone had fun and the next section I write should be full of interesting times due to the easter long weekend coming up.
Since I had no money, I remembered that mum had slipped me forty dollars earlier in the day to put in my car. So of course on the way to the petrol station I stopped in at the local Liquorland and picked up a cask of crisp dry white wine (a.k.a goon).
I returned home after picking up James with nearly half a tank of fuel, Mario (my car) was quite appreciative since this was the first time in a while this was the case.
I wasn't really sure how many would show up, it could have been fifty or it could of been five. While James and I were waiting for people to arrive we decided to crack open our first beers, it was about 12:30pm.
About half an hour later there was about twelve people over and we were watching the AFL on the television. Flicking from the Collingwood and Melbourne game and the Geelong and Richmond game. Many of us were Collingwood supporters so it was good to see them have their first win of the season.
It was about 5 o'clock when everyone decided to go out, not me, due to my bank balance being in the negative I stayed home with Steve and invited some of our friends from school over. We continued to drink at a fast rate and at about 7 o'clock there was about seven or eight of us here. When Damian arrived he wanted to have a crack at the game that has never been completed called 100 shots in 100 minutes, its generally done with goon. So five of us gave it a crack, downing a full shot out of deceivingly big shot glasses every minute on the minute. This ultimately was my downfall. After about the 40th shot I found myself spewing over the balcony numerous times. My mum had witnessed all this and was not too impressed.
Somehow when I returned to where everyone was sitting my pants were no longer around my waist either was my underwear. Everyone had a laugh when mum said "I haven't seen that thing since he was 4". Her and the other three females that were there were disgusted and rightfully so. Apologies to them. Steve saw this as an oppurtunity to spin one of his famous stories, telling everyone lies about the thing they just seen, but never should have seen.
After I produced a bit more vomit, I was in bed it was about 10:30. Everyone left and went to Mooloolaba.
All in all, it was a pretty good day/night. A few lessons I learnt where when you start drinking at noon dont try 100 shots in 100 minutes 8 hours later, never take your pants off when family is around and always remember when your the host. I would like to thank everyone who came over and everyone who helped me piece together the night so I could write this section of the blog. Hope everyone had fun and the next section I write should be full of interesting times due to the easter long weekend coming up.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Nevereverland
Well it was 7.30am when my phone woke me from my sleep, my very short sleep, three hours to be exact. It was my mate Daniel he rang me up to see when I was picking him up to head to Brisbane for Nevereverland, a music festival. This would be my third in as many months, and I was starting to get a 'mini' addiction.
Dreary eyed and nursing a thumping head-ache, I jumped in Mario (my car) to pick up Daniel who lives about five minutes away. We returned home to hear from my mum that when I got home in the early hours of that morning I was strolling up and down the drive-way in my birthday suit. This was quite embarrassing especially that one of mum's work-mates had stayed the night and witnessed it all.
After I grabbed everything I needed, we were off. We picked up two of our mates, Brod and Mitchy and headed south to Brisbane. We met Kyle, Trent, Matiu and Pete at another one of our mates units where they let us stay for the night. After a few drinks and a few 'fireballs' down the hatch, every one in the other car realised that they left there tickets back at home, about an hour trip one way away. So it left four of us at the unit, half an hour later we were in a taxi and on the way too the Brisbane Riverstage.
We arrived right on time and I was quite suprised to see that I could see plenty of grass and not many people. Van She were on stage and played a really good set to start off what shaped to be a real exciting day. Looking at my mates I realised that they were having the time of there lives where I was quite sober. To fix this I went and bought two drinks and downed another 'smurf'.
One of my most anticipated acts of the day Ladyhawke was on next. We squirmed our way to the front and it was even better then I expected, especially that there was about 10-15 of our mates with us. By this time the crowd had grown to almost capacity and the atmosphere was indescribable.
After cooling our heals a bit by sitting on the hill and taking it all in, it was time for one of my favourite bands Cut Copy, by this time I was on another planet as were about 85% of the festival. Cut Copy absolutely blew me away and put me in a good frame of mind for the rest of the day.
After two suprisingly good sets from Hercules & Love Affair and The Whitest Boy Alive, The Klaxons came on and I found myself rolling around by myself. I quite enjoyed this.
I caught up with Daniel towards the end of there set just in time to see the headline act, The Presets. They are his favourite duo so he talked me in to coming right down the front. We got about 7 or 8 metres from the stage it was perfect positioning. We also ran into my mates who were just in front of us. Half way through there set I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, it was a message from my mate Josh saying 'come to gate at the front of the stage' intrigued I sent back asking why. He replied saying that he could get me backstage to watch the remainder of there set. I quickly weaved through the crowd to meet his friend, she wacked a VIP pass on my shirt and said come with me, she took me up the stairs to where Josh was, I watched about the last five songs from 3 metres away from them. Was probably one of the best experiences I have seen in my short life. She got me backstage because her boyfriends brother-in-law was the tour manger of The Klaxons. Josh also informed me that I was on the list for the after party. So we went our seperate ways and were to meet there.
I met back up with Daniel, Kyle and Mitchy and we then headed back to the unit. After a 45 minute walk and another hour long wait in the taxi line we finally found ourselves back at the unit where the other boys were, all of them barely awake after smoking too many bongs.
I was keen to head out on the town as I was to meet this girl out that I had never met. This ruined my. To be blatantly honest, she was a lot different looking to her photos, not for the better either. So the gentleman I am I decided to hang out with her instead of going out because she ditched her friends to come see me. So after about 3 hours of awkward conversation and a lot of silences I payed $50 for a taxi to get us both home (seperate houses). That money could have been spent on a lot better things let me tell you!
In review, this is the best festival I have been to out of the 10 or so I have attended. The highlights were Ladyhawke, Cut Copy, The Presets, the people I went with. The main lowlight was ditching my friends for a girl with less hair then me.
Dreary eyed and nursing a thumping head-ache, I jumped in Mario (my car) to pick up Daniel who lives about five minutes away. We returned home to hear from my mum that when I got home in the early hours of that morning I was strolling up and down the drive-way in my birthday suit. This was quite embarrassing especially that one of mum's work-mates had stayed the night and witnessed it all.
After I grabbed everything I needed, we were off. We picked up two of our mates, Brod and Mitchy and headed south to Brisbane. We met Kyle, Trent, Matiu and Pete at another one of our mates units where they let us stay for the night. After a few drinks and a few 'fireballs' down the hatch, every one in the other car realised that they left there tickets back at home, about an hour trip one way away. So it left four of us at the unit, half an hour later we were in a taxi and on the way too the Brisbane Riverstage.
We arrived right on time and I was quite suprised to see that I could see plenty of grass and not many people. Van She were on stage and played a really good set to start off what shaped to be a real exciting day. Looking at my mates I realised that they were having the time of there lives where I was quite sober. To fix this I went and bought two drinks and downed another 'smurf'.
One of my most anticipated acts of the day Ladyhawke was on next. We squirmed our way to the front and it was even better then I expected, especially that there was about 10-15 of our mates with us. By this time the crowd had grown to almost capacity and the atmosphere was indescribable.
After cooling our heals a bit by sitting on the hill and taking it all in, it was time for one of my favourite bands Cut Copy, by this time I was on another planet as were about 85% of the festival. Cut Copy absolutely blew me away and put me in a good frame of mind for the rest of the day.
After two suprisingly good sets from Hercules & Love Affair and The Whitest Boy Alive, The Klaxons came on and I found myself rolling around by myself. I quite enjoyed this.
I caught up with Daniel towards the end of there set just in time to see the headline act, The Presets. They are his favourite duo so he talked me in to coming right down the front. We got about 7 or 8 metres from the stage it was perfect positioning. We also ran into my mates who were just in front of us. Half way through there set I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, it was a message from my mate Josh saying 'come to gate at the front of the stage' intrigued I sent back asking why. He replied saying that he could get me backstage to watch the remainder of there set. I quickly weaved through the crowd to meet his friend, she wacked a VIP pass on my shirt and said come with me, she took me up the stairs to where Josh was, I watched about the last five songs from 3 metres away from them. Was probably one of the best experiences I have seen in my short life. She got me backstage because her boyfriends brother-in-law was the tour manger of The Klaxons. Josh also informed me that I was on the list for the after party. So we went our seperate ways and were to meet there.
I met back up with Daniel, Kyle and Mitchy and we then headed back to the unit. After a 45 minute walk and another hour long wait in the taxi line we finally found ourselves back at the unit where the other boys were, all of them barely awake after smoking too many bongs.
I was keen to head out on the town as I was to meet this girl out that I had never met. This ruined my. To be blatantly honest, she was a lot different looking to her photos, not for the better either. So the gentleman I am I decided to hang out with her instead of going out because she ditched her friends to come see me. So after about 3 hours of awkward conversation and a lot of silences I payed $50 for a taxi to get us both home (seperate houses). That money could have been spent on a lot better things let me tell you!
In review, this is the best festival I have been to out of the 10 or so I have attended. The highlights were Ladyhawke, Cut Copy, The Presets, the people I went with. The main lowlight was ditching my friends for a girl with less hair then me.
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