POST SHOW POTATO CHIPS:

Honey dipped & salty to accompany the gummy bears, pears & 70% 
chocolate in the aftershow euphoria backstage at Sydney Opera.
Familiar faces smile & grin, bodies sway in time with a laid back
groove. Mal wrestles wayward technology to the ground till it 
submits, Kester draws Expressionist Theatre out of darkness & 
Newsh guides our sound to the sweet spot. We dance & sweat, 
breathing each others breath like an Underworld show until the 
salt runs down our backs. Upminster Dave comes back for a beer,
friends from Essex smile & hug, they haven’t changed, cheese & ham,
tomatos & salad cream on dry brown slices, washed down with 
Throat Coat in the half-light of a dressing room. Matt from 
Three Trapped Tigers stops by to say hi as I drop bum notes 
in the shadows up on stage, Peter’s keyboard just suddenly stops, 
but the train is rolling & we carry on until Mal blackmails it 
into life. We smile, we laugh & for an hour & a half transcend 
our jet-lag & jam. 
Sydney – you received us with open arms, did us proud, Edgeland 
returned to the scene of it’s inception, fuelled on the energy 
of receptive party people. A long black car take the kids back 
to the hotel as I glide across the bridge in an anonymous Taxi.
Beer, Tea, Kettle Chips & Chocolate in somebody’s room, listening
to Ziggy, Sly & the Doors watching happy people dance away their 
frustration at not being able to get back up on stage & play it 
all again.

Thank You 

(K)