Just be filled with happiness that we in fact, have a name for it. I think. Maybe.
After approx (let me count)...hmm....counting....subtract 7....add 6...72 names written down. Not including the ad hoc ones that were too far fetched to write down, somehow number 72, good old number 72 seems to have settled.
Woo hoo!
I am so happy I had to tell the internets about it. Of course, there is always the possibility that we'll hate it by next week.
Today saw the third attempt at our all analogue recording session, using only the finest obscure vintage gear to record some fine old obscure vintage songs..
A shout out to Danya and the guys at Penrith after our Friday show with The Radiators. We had a great night supporting the rads and were treated to a generous display of Soundo Love from the All Powerful Bobby (we're not worthy).
After a brisk set, I was fortunate to catch up with my mate Sambo and his good friend Garfield, producer of cult bizarre late night TV.