Hybrid Tour Entry Four: Currumbin Everywhere Man

It’s been a week since our tour officially finished, and in true “lalala nope I can’t hear you” fashion, I have put off writing this blog. The end of a tour is always kind of a relief and kind of depressing. On the one hand you’re glad to be away from those FREAKS you call band mates (amirite, you guys?), but there’s also a sense of falling back to Earth, remembering that you’re not yet a wildly-famous rock star and actually you should do some groceries.

The full Elm band reunited the night before the Currumbin show for a sneaky little “practice show” (the first time we’d seen each other since before the ladies went away) at Ric’s with our band-cestuous buddies, The Ride. Safe in the knowledge that we hadn’t forgotten how to play all of our stuff, we kicked back after our set to enjoy The Ride (see what I did there?).

Cue a day where Brisbane forgets that it’s spring and goes full summer on our asses, and it’s time to drive to Currumbin. Last time we hit the Gold Coast for a show, we’d spent the week before driving horrendous distances. This time, we’d been on one of them metal sky birds what use voodoo to stay in the clouds, and were used to a level of speed and hands-offness not afforded by a Hyundai Getz on a congested Queensland highway. Still, we got through with only minimal road rage (and maximum selfie action).

Always keep your eyes on the road, UNLESS you can ruin someone's selfie

Always keep your eyes on the road, UNLESS you can ruin someone’s selfie

The Currumbin crowd welcomed first act Liam Ward with the warmth and joy of a group of people who’d stumbled in from the heat to find cool air, cold beer, and quality live tunes. We were up next, and though the crowd was loud, we were louder, smashing out our signature sweet-meets-heavy tunes.

We didn't even tell him to pose

We didn’t even tell him to pose

...without a paddle?

…without a paddle?

 

Our old friend (and regular GC gig-mate) Holly Terrens, took to the stage next (with faithful drummer, Dan), and did an equally good job of turning heads and impressing the locals. Rounding out the night was the lad of the hour, Scott Dalton (and his merry band), launching his EP “Bitter Sweet”. (Something about “bitter”, eh? *shameless link to Bitter Taste*)

Holly Terrens plays the barefoot blues

Holly Terrens plays the barefoot blues

Scott Dalton melts hearts and faces

Scott Dalton melts hearts and faces

Musical catch ups (including singing happy birthday to some guy)

Musical catch ups (including singing happy birthday to some guy)

And so ends another tour. But, don’t expect us to go away (or stop asking you to buy and review our stuff), because we have plenty lined up locally for November/December. Catch us on November 8 and 9 at the Billy Blue Design College Festival of Change, and on 16 November at the Great Get Together Seventeen Mile Rocks as part of the G20 cultural celebrations.

I’ll leave you with a lovely picture of Jimmy.

That face

That face

 

Elm Crew xx