Tour Blog.

Auckland - Mercury theatre. - The beautiful and historic Mercury Theatre is at least 100 years old. That's like way old. The cool thing about playing in a place like this is the lights can be set for maximum dramatic impact on a stage designed for drama - once again we found ourselves playing whilst surrounded by a jaw dropping light show courtesy of Don McKenzie.

Pukekohe - War Memorial Hall. We played to a very full town hall. It was an all ages show too, and it's good to see some younger ones in the front row watching attentively and perhaps making a few plans to put together their first band.

Matakana - Accention Wine Estate. It's alway nice to play these parts. Not just because it's a wine producing region, but the folk round these parts are always welcoming and up for a fun night, even if in this case it's an early one.

Queenstown - Revolver. All hands on deck to get the speakers system in and out of this first floor venue via a small service elevator - one of the many joys of touring. Otherwise a wicked gig in every other respect. Many thanks Matt and Jono. And thanks to that mechanical rodeo bull we found in Searle Lane for being so gentle on Andy our guitarist.

Invercargil - Waikiwi Hotel. Under grey Southland skies, the stunning beauty of the south was undeniable on the drive in, and the intergalactic design of the band's backstage room was also hard to ignore, the venue was perhaps the coolest spaces parlor in NZ during the eighties? Choice bro. The crowd was full on and a good time was had by all.

Dunedun - Urban Factory. Good to catch up with those lovely people from the Rock FM

Christchurch - The Colombo. After dinning in a closed shopping mall and enjoying a few wines, we played in a gigantic marquee that has been set up in the malls carpark. It's the only show we've played in a long time where we've kept the jackets and scarves on whilst playing, but we soon got the place warmed up. It felt like we were playing in a circus tent, which is fine because being in the band often feels like being in the circus. Where is my top hat an whip? And why is the fire-breather swallowing the accelerant?!

Methven - The Blue Pub. For those who haven't been to Methven and are wondering if it is simply called the Blue Pub because it's blue, the answer is yes. The same reason why the pub on the adjacent corner is called The Brown Pub, and why they call that thing in the shed a spade too I suppose. It may have been a clear and chilly night outside, but by the end of our two encores it was a steamy sauna inside with condensation streaming down all walls and windows. Many thanks for the extra hands on deck for the load out afterwards - It's always much appreciated.