ha! Me too... the other day I was in town and the whole things was just so damned cool: 23 yos in a cafe I passed were happily planning: an art installation/ to blow up the world. I couldn't tell ... anyway they were meeting later that night to do it ... and elsewhere - the retro shops, the artist's spaces, the old jaded hippies in cafes with their dogs... I was bored shitless. In a few years hence you might find me somewhere like Queanbeyan.But remember, my Kate wanted to get out (and did), and even Sophie, when in a bad mood saw it through different eyes.
and PS... bass players from Lismore (and I've known one or two) are sweeeet!
bahaha! queanbeyan...also, i guess it did remind me of the desperation of matt's lismore.and, cool. i might come grab a bass player one day.
hey anonymousauruses - give yourselves a name. a nom de plume, a nom de blog. it's more fun that way.