The Morning after the Night Before

I am currently greeting my Sunday in a less than enthusiastic state my carefully styled rock hair (*picture lots of bobby pins and bits of spiky bits of hair at different angles*) and smoky eyes from the night before have morphed into a dishevelled panda look. I’m feeling shall we say a little rough around the edges. Last night however was a good night.

Last night I was at the Powerhouse, this place is a big old converted, power station… all exposed brickwork and steel and inner-city funkiness and other adjectives that currently escape me. I was there seeing a local Brisbane band, Women in Docs. They are basically two girls and their guitars rocking out. I first saw these guys play back about eight years ago when they first arrived in Brisbane from Townsville. I was taken to the Zoo one night for their EP launch by a friend who knew them. It was a stinking hot night and there was about twenty of us in the whole place. I bought their EP and it’s still one of my favourite CD’s ever (this website has a few of their songs: http://cdbaby.com/cd/wid3).

During a period of about nine months between a bruised heart/ego and a couple years spent overseas I was living in West End and they had a regular gigs at the local pool hall/pub. Many Sundays were spent hanging out listening to their take on the world. I’ll leave you with some of the lyrics from the travelling song which I always envisaged was a response to the standard question “How was your overseas trip?” which people often ask but aren’t really all that interested in the answer….apologies for butchered lyrics…

“I’ve seen the pyramids; I’ve travelled the Nile,
I have run with bulls; had thorns in my side.
I have drunk with an Irish lord, I’ve wandered through ghost towns with rival wars that never close downs.
I’ve been stripped to the soul ….I have tasted the glorious and all I have to say is I had a good year last year the world took my head and I disappeared and I don’t know where to go anymore round here…..”