NEW ZEALAND / AUSTRALIA JOURNAL #8 (Part 1)

17/06/2016

Day 8. Sydney (Part 1)

Ford Mustang GT. Nazareth and Focus on the 8 track machine. Tommy Saxondale eat your heart out.

That is all.

-Bruce

NEW ZEALAND / AUSTRALIA JOURNAL #6

15/06/2016

Day 6. Melbourne

Big treat for fans and the band as we were joined onstage by Colin Berwick who played keyboards on The Buffalo Skinners album. Hopefully, we’ll do it again soon.

That is all.

-Bruce

NEW ZEALAND / AUSTRALIA JOURNAL #5B

14/06/2016

Day 5. Brisbane.

Who’s the daddy?

Me, that’s who. Move over Brzezicki, there’s a new guy in town and that guy is ME. Stand back in amazement as I dazzle you with my syncopated rhythms. Prepare to be scared shitless as I furiously bash out paradiddles without even thinking about it. Yes, I have the best seat in town and that seat is strapped to the back of Buddy Rich.

Brisbane, you rock.

NEW ZEALAND / AUSTRALIA JOURNAL #4

12/06/2016

Day 4. Auckland.

Picture of me straddling the big gun when I went to Mount Victoria. Ooh er madam, that sounds a bit rude. New Zealand you were wonderful. Tomorrow Australia.
That is all.

NEW ZEALAND / AUSTRALIA JOURNAL #3

11/06/2016

Day 3. Auckland.

As Tony Hatch once said: Neighbours, everybody needs good neighbours. Well Tony, this is Karangahape Road, not bloody Ramsay Street. We would all love to live next door to Kylie and Jason but real life’s not like that. For instance, take this dubious character who lives next door. He kept me up all night with his low end rumblings. God only knows what he was up to.

Right. Where’s my trombone.

That is all.

-Bruce

NEW ZEALAND / AUSTRALIA JOURNAL #2

10/06/2016

Day 2. Auckland.

On the search for some bedtime literature. Jamie studies this informal medical journal, while I check out some hot new talent. Yes friends, jet lag is a wonderful feeling, isn’t it? I don’t know whether to go for a shite or a haircut. Anyway, looking forward to playing our first NZ show in a couple of hours.

That is all.

-Bruce

NEW ZEALAND / AUSTRALIA JOURNAL #1

09/06/2016

Well that’s 25 hours of my life I won’t be getting back 11.000 miles from my house in Dunfermline to New Zealand. No wonder NASA lied about going to the moon. Neil, Buzz and Ringo must have been bored out of their skulls on that gig. At least we could get up, move around a bit and not have to soil our own clothes. Those poor buggers had to sit for days in a confined space, eat dry food then piss themselves..

Come on NASA, let’s work with gravity not against it.

-Bruce

26/01/14
Dumfries

Big Burns Supper

A wonderful Burns Night had by the band and crew in the world famous Spiegeltent. It is one of the remaining three that travel throughout Europe. Once a mobile dance hall and allegedly a house of ill repute, tonight it showcased acrobats, comedy, burlesque and what turned out to be a rock and roll circus. Simon had his first taste of haggis and loved it. Mark, on the other hand, chickened out and had the chicken.

That is all.