In Busselton, WA, the jellystingers in the ocean all passed a motion to welcome us to Southbound Festival. They also got Sam from The Jezabels but he took it like Bear Grylls.
The 40 degree heat was hot like a hairdryer in our face, hot like a handbag and a can a mace. Jeremy indulged a heat coma on the grass and was prodded by security and there were rumours that Heidi died in a hot car. Nonetheless a great group of people gathered for us under the midday fire-ball sun. Total troopers.
Al tried to reward them with a waterbottle to the head and miraculously they stuck around for our whole set. If you were there that day, melting along with us, maximum respect!
Peaches taught the crowd that it was a good thing to be confused and played a great cover of Tina Turner’s Private Dancer. Paul Kelly demonstrated why he’s a living legend, and Pond demonstrated that Nick from Tame Impala, resplendent in feathered head gear, is well on his way.