Musings from the other side of the world

Hello bandicoots,

Here are to new beginnings. This space will become our space in which we will endeavour to keep you up to date with all things down under. Its an interesting thing to be writing a piece knowing that it will be read from different sides of the world at different times and across many different time zones. Its some what baffling yet comforting at the same time. The sense of unity that you can only get from being in a band, from the strength in relationships between us four as a band, to the rippling effect to our girlfriends, friends, families and all the amazing people we meet along the way. Somehow togetherness always prevails.

So we have been in Australia for just over two months now, and I would be lying to you if I said it had all been fine and dandy. Already we have experienced the highs of playing some amazing venues to the lows of Harvey having to have surgery on his hand (ill divulge further into this later). One thing is for sure though, we have learnt incredible amounts about ourselves already and have made connections with people that will last a lifetime. In short, the trip was worth it the day we stepped of the plane. Anything else is a bonus.

We arrived and were determined to hit the ground running. little did we realise that to even get a place to stay out here would be a fucking whirlwind of rejection. The aim, create a party house we all lived in and could rehearse whenever we liked, the reality, all living in separate houses but in the northern suburbs of Melbourne. At first didn’t seem ideal but actually has worked out quite nicely. Harvey as an amazing yard with a slackfline and a cricket set up, Lewis has a balcony and is often the place for stripped back acoustic writing sessions, Antony has fucking pool!!!!, and I (Simon) have an apartment with a drum kit. Life is good.

So after settling in and waiting for our gear to arrive off of the seven seas, which it did all soundly with no water damage (Fuck you insurance premiums), we got to work, found a rehearsal studio in Brunswick, naturally it had a bar in it too, and got back to rehearsal schedule.

Within a couple of rehearsals we were ready and booked our first Australian show at a bar called Whole Lotta Love. A tiny venue where we all got ID’d and then told our English ID wasn’t accepted, for us to just puff our chests a little and got served all night. It was packed with so many familiar faces and new ones too. The only problem is they had a PA suitable for Ed SHeerans sold out shows in Wembley. We played, people danced, their ears bled, and we hot footed it off to an afterparty on the northern suburbs. A night we will remember for a long time to come.

Amped after our first gig, we were sure things were going to go like clockwork. Fast forward a day and Harvey fell through a roof and cut his hand so badly he needed surgery. Like the trooper he is he made an 8 week recovery in about 5 and i’m happy to say no fingers had to be removed and he is now back to his usual shredding self.

So Christmas was quiet but last night we made our return at the famous Cherry Bar. Wednesday night headline slot, surely it was going to be a graveyard shift? who would give up valuable mid week sleeping time to see an unknown band from the UK play in Cherry Bar..? Only every fucker going. It was packed full of the most beautiful people, again our friends came out in their droves (we have about 10 out here). So from the bottom of our hearts thank you to all those who came and partied.

Today we start our first residency in a CBD bar called the Basement. We are playing for 3 hours :) Wish us luck.

If you have any questions please comment them below and we will try and answer them in the subsequent blog posts. We would love to hear your thoughts on anything so again get involved.

Thanks for reading and come back next week to see our next entry.

Until then, look after yourselves, look after each other, LOVE.LIVE.LAUGH.MUSIC