Dream Baby Dream

Dream Baby Dream No. 3 at midnight tonight (Fri 20th July) 3RRR FM 102.7fm. rrr.org.au

There was a terrific art show at our joint at Easter. This is the fabulous vid shot on the night.

Catch Friday night's Dream Baby Dream hither. Playlist thither. Right now.....sleeping and dreaming in preparation for this Friday night 20th July at midnight 102.7 3RRRFM, rrr.org.au

Dreaming dreams about not dreaming.

Last week this happened I was worried leading into this week, I hadnt dreamt a single dream. Not one. Then, on Thursday evening I realised I hadnt even woken up from the last one. Dreaming dreams about not dreaming. 3RRR FM 102.7fm or rrr.org.au at the stroke of midnight.....

Dream Baby Dream

Yep. It's been a while. Reason being? We had to save some of our stories up. Why? Because this Friday 6th July at the stroke of midnight we hit the 3RRR 102.7 FM airwaves to bring you Dream Baby Dream. Stories and....music. Tune in or go to ondemand.rrr.org.au if you wanna dig it later on. Every Friday in July at the stroke of midnight for a couple of hours. Me and BV. Dream Baby Dream featuring as part of 3RRR's Tabula Rasa program. Frankly. I cant wait. After we're done, we'll wack a few stories up here for ya's Peas

No Zu, Circular Keys

This Saturday night I would like you to attend this

at our place.

Sat night Gravy

Our first ever Sat night graveyard. In my opinion we started on real shaky ground. I mean this was Saturday night and we'd come to help you party. Thing is, the weather was fuckin awful and the party had been cancelled. You know? So we had our sea legs on. The Party Show, that 3RRR institution was having an intellectual conversation about gay marriage and what not, so the scene wasnt exactly set to get ya rocks off. I mean, listening back the first hour reflects just how unsure we were of oursleves and Ive come to love it! It's like throwing a birthday for yourself and at 10pm there's only Bill and Ben the Flowerpot men turned up and youre thinking, doesnt matter what I do from here. Im not popular. Then Grimes comes on and Bombed Village said, shit we should play some Robert Palmer after this (not thinking we had any) and BAM! I pull Looking for Clues out of my back pocket and we never looked back. All of a sudden a heap of cunts have crashed the joint, knicked ya ma's jewerelly and youre just feeding cheezels on the floor to whoever will take them. Thanks Robbie. The party kinda lost it's shit and we kinda came too around 4.53 with Sleep's Dopesmoker, dried drool on our chins, nude on the couch except for shoes. Thinking shit was gunna get real fucked up I started to dress only for Pre Fab Sprout to right all the previous wrongs.... When I went back to the house yesterday that really nice dude was still there sweeping the same pile of rubble...He wasnt even blinking. Just sweeping. Still. Check it