Tuesday, 17 August 2010
There's a band on every corner
In my youth, besides learning music at school, I was also in the Town Band. This involved playing at all the important 'town events' such as Anzac Day, the local Agricultural Show and Spring Festival. It also involved trips away and in an American Pie Band Camp sort of way, all sorts of shenanigans. Booze. Sex. Hypnosis. You name it, we tackled it. It was wonderful to belong to this crew. To add my own part to the overall score.
Then, when I was an Exchange Student in Germany, I hung out with a group of musos. They were the Strawberry Hellbellies and played Ska music. I had the best fun going to their gigs and being a 'rude girl' in my big boots, tartan skirt and very short hair. I helped them re-write their lyrics into English. They were my gang and I explored German culture through their artistic, green, and highly political lives. They have had a lasting effect on my psyche.
When I came back from Germany, I moved to the Big Smoke to go to university. My first boyfriend was 'in a band'. He was an awesome guitarist (no, really), and the band was lots of fun, in a 1990s, "white-boy-funk" sort of way.
I was the full "band chick" and my friends and I spent many an hour on the dancefloor, singing along to the band. Wherever they went, I would go too (working around a hectic university schedule of course).
I spent much of the four years I was with him at music festivals, in pubs watching live music, or at Byron Bay in a recording studio. It was the best fun in a sex, drugs and rock'n'roll kinda way. Quite literally in this case.
I really miss seeing live music. The closest I come now is watching The Wiggles!
It is definitely not the same.
But my ears live happily ever after without the tinnitus.