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I've just farewelled 2 ghosts of rock bands past.

The bass player & guitarist from a pop band I was in from '92 - '94 have been over this evening, instruments in tow, for a combination jam/dinner/reminiscence/ground-testing. Funny how songs from 10 years ago can still roll off the fretboard without really thinking about it. In fact, the key seemed to be not really thinking about it, 'cause whenever I did, I would forget what I was doing. If I just let my fingers remember, it came back easily. We sounded pretty good, all things considered, but if & where it goes from here is a matter for pure conjecture.

I was at the Bridge Hotel last night for the annual 'Don't Give Up Your Day Job' show for charity. This is where a band of music industry workers, not (usually) performers - although Iva Davies played guitar last night - get together & play & sing covers in front of 3 judges. Last night we had Richard Wilkins, Adam Spencer, Angela Bishop, James Mathison (Channel V, Aust. Idol), Michael Chugg (promoter)& various other DJs, industry slaves & journalists all doing their best or worst for a cancer charity. The worst?? Richard Wilkins doing 'Girls Talk' by Dave Edmonds. The best?? The winner - Adam Zammit (editor of 'The Brag' a Sydney street press mag) doing 'If I Could Turn Back Time' by Cher... dressed exactly like Cher from the filmclip... the perm, the leather jacket, the fishnets & stilettos, the see through body stocking with strategic gaffa tape... the beer gut, the hairy legs... the goatee.. the horror... the horror. The judges (last night - Tim Freedman [the Whitlams], Phil Jameson [Grinspoon] & Kamahl. Yes... Kamahl) gave him 3 perfect scores of 10, deservedly so. Although, the journalist from the Daily Telegraph did a great version of James Brown's 'Dr Feelgood'. He should have scored better, but I think some judge grudges came into play. Maybe he doesn't like the Whitlams, or Grinspoon... he certainly doesn't now...

Busy work day. Spent this morning 6 metres above a school hall, clinging for dear life to a ladder while performing running repairs on a projector - without incident. Then on to my next call in another corner of this oversized town, where I had to stand on a chair 40cm above the floor to check some wiring... THAT'S when I lost my balance & fell off.

O fortune!! How you mock me!!
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