It’s our second day in London. The band just returned from playing its debut five shows in Australia. My doppelganger, Michelle Dorrence (aka Mash Deez), handled bass duties, so I was eager to hear what it’s like in the land down under. On our ride home from Heathrow, I gathered the following comments from Darwin, Greg, and Cole (roughly quoted):
“It’s like America, but more tropical… It’s like California. I mean, it’s like what people think California is before they actually go there and find out that most of it’s just deserts and sprawling suburbs. You know, it’s paradisiacal.”
“People are really active down there. Athletic. A lot more dude-bros in the audience.”
There was lots of techno at Parklife festival. The festival seemed to be informally divided into two camps: the bands, and the DJs.
Missy Elliot is incredibly sedate. Relaxed.
In Australia, there are prehistoric looking ants the size of your finger. Greg and Cole circled such an ant, and instead of acting oblivious like the ants we’re familiar with, it squared off with them, turning from one person to the next. Cole poked a stick in front of the ant, which it grabbed with its giant pincers.
Instead of pigeons, Australia has cockatiels.
Q: What about the girls? Attractive?
A: VERY ATTRACTIVE
The band is staying in this wonderful loft in Hoxton. We are preparing a cover of Katy Perry’s “Teenage Dream” for a radio station next week. “The Bomb Song” sits nice and easy on top of Katy’s chord progression, so there might be a little riff recycling involved. We also discussed changing the line “We can dance until we die” to “We can fuck until we die.” Darwin suggested that that’s what Katy originally wanted it to be. I think he’s on to something.