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I'm back. After 6 days or something I'm back. I've not exactly been to hell and back but I've been to Australia. A strange place where I've been once before and I still can't work it out. This time I was in Perth and it's the most provincial place on Earth really. The city farthest away from any other city on this planet, which gives it a bit of a charm in it's own right I suppose. It would be nice to get to see a country when you go over there, however all me and Paul (Vladimier McTavish) saw was the inside of taxis, the promoter's car, the venue, various radio stations and downtown Northbridge (the trendy area where we stayed for the three and half days).
The one gig we did was great. Jeff Green compered, Vlad opened, Ian Coppinger middled and I closed. Some of my stuff went a bit awry, maybe they didn't get the references but some gear shot them right in the face and constantly kept me in enough business to come away with a bit of respect. It had been a long night and everyone including the compere had done long sets but it's good to do the high pressure stuff and twenty years in, I'd still say I'm doing stuff that surprises me.
I come home and mental things are happening. Comics getting awards off the British Army for going to war zones to do gigs....for ten grand a pop, to be honest I wouldn't mind a fuckin medal for playing Mr Ps in Paisley back in the day. I don't think I'll get it off the MOD like probably just some radgey veteran car thief, or how about the city of Newcastle now officially being bigger than the metropolitan borough of Sunderland. That's a damn shame, honestly it is. I used to love hearing the wearside polit bureau banging on about being the much bigger city when it's metropolitan borough with Washington added in came to a very small amount bigger than the city of Newcastle for the last twenty years. Sadly I think this one will now be consigned to the dustbin of history. I hope they keep the myth going of paying most money for the metro system I like that one, or the one about Ponteland airport (you might of heard of it, the rest of the country calls it Newcastle airport) and somehow the money stumped up for that one was largely red and white according to Rokerganda sources even though it was built in 1935 privately by Aerodrome enthusiasts. Come on you mackems, invent a new one, you haven't for a while. It's like waiting for a Led Zeppelin album, I'm enjoying your older stand out tracks but I'm desperate for some new material.
What else? Oh yes, Edinburgh is on the horizon. Do get tickets for my show. I'll let you all into a secret, Saturday 11th of August is nearly sold out so if you fancy getting a ticket on that date either do so now or try and come on a different day. The weekends I'd say will sell out. It would be great to see you all during the week though, they will be better gigs I guarantee you.
Anyway good to be back. Speak tomorrow and that's a promise folks.
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written by Mark Rough , July 17, 2012
OK how about the north east's only seaside city?