READ PART 1 OF ART VS SCIENCE'S 'MAGIC FOUNTAIN' TOUR DIARY
In the second of a two part post, Dan W from Art vs Science reports on table drum risers, offers of extreme sport and bagel stages in the wrap up of their nationwide 'Magic Fountain' tour.
Yesh hello Launceston and Hobart. Thankyou you were very good to us. The Saloon Bar in Launceston had the biggest selection of chicken parmagiana's the world had ever seen. I mean there were like 40 of the things. They were delicious.
After a an exhausting but enjoyable set (Dan Mac insisted we do 'Boom Shake The Room' even though both my arms had fallen off), our tour manager and I DJed up a storm in one of the weirdest afterparty things we've ever had. There was even inter-song banter via a microphone. Very bad. People danced politely with that look on the faces that said "Ha. That was an interesting choice, but perhaps not the right one". Anyways we played 'Intergalactic' and won them back. I think.
At the Hobart Uni gig we built a drum riser out of tables, so if it looked as though the stage was wobbling, it wasn't just you. That room was kind of intimidating. All around there were signed posters of all the music royalty that had been through the place over the last 20 years or so. All staring at us as if to say, "Dont fuck it up! We didn't". Tim and Jean and Jinja Safari were their consistently brilliant selves. Then Jinja Safari went to some place with a spa and a view of the city. Poor indie rockers my foot!
Back across the Bass Strait and straight into two sold out Melbourne Hi-Fi bars in a row was a pretty humbling experience. Thankyou to all who bought tickets. We drove around the block about 17 billion times trying to find the venue, even though we'd all been there before (and
played there before). Thanks Melbourne. There where all these weird people everywhere dressed like pandas and wearing oven mits too. Fashion week.
So five more revolutions of the earth around the mighty Sol and we were in Adelaide. Yes Ben Folds lives here! It has practical bus routes! Someone built a shedload of churches! The Governor Hindmarsh venue was BIG. It had a round stage. It deeply worried and confused Jim.
And then the plane went zoooooooooooom way over to Perth. Home of Tame Impala! And Gyroscope! And Alan Bond! The closest Australian city to it is Adelaide, and it's freakin 2100 something kms away. Thats about a twentieth of the way around the globe! What what! They do have this American style diner there called Fast Eddys which is open 24/7. It was full of weird looking Scouts when we went. At night. Something was going on there for sure. Like they were all a clandestine gang about to rob the Post Office or something. Yes yes and the gig was awesome. Capitol was warm and friendly, like an amicable toasted bagel. With cream cheese. I'm hungry.
So that ended the official tour of Australia. We went up and down and back and forth so many times I felt all funny in my belly.
Yes and we did finish it all off with one show in Queenstown New Zealand which was HOT. Its was 60 degrees or something unhealthy onstage. The crowd was a good mix of Aussies and NZers which was swell. A great way to finish it all off. The nice folk at Revolver (the venue) hooked us up with some extreme sporting stuff like canyon swinging, which was great at 10am the day after the boozy gig.
My parting advice to you is only this: EAT FERGBURGER BEFORE YOU DIE. Fergburger is the name of a NZ burger joint by the way. Funny name, seriously delicious burgers. My god. I have PHOTOS of us eating them. It was transcedent. Ethereal. Otherwordly.
And thats it people! My scattered, plot-hole filled retelling of the 'Magic Fountain' tour. Yes it was quite a bad narration. If you got a little confused along the way, it okay. So did we. I hope all of you that saw the shows enjoyed them. We'll be back very soon with new songs for you all. We love you all. If there was no you there would be no us. Such a statement can be reflected in the following mathematical equation:
Ha! Just kidding. That's Euler's formula. Here we go:
US - YOU =
Until next time,
Dan W (on behalf of AVS)