THE CURSE OF MONKEY ISLAND! - 29 MAY - CAPITOL THEATER
photos by Anja Venter


I took Anja home to her place. Landed up hanging out with her and Cam, Jar and Chris for hours, listening to the new Japandroids "album" and watching this guy:
...and the recent remake of Land of The Lost. I thought it was pretty damn cool. I really loved the intentionally horrible rubber aliens.
Later in the night I headed home and met up with Matt McFarlane, my dear friend that now lives in London. Through the beauty of modern technology and X-Box Live we were able to hang out till ealry on Sunday morning, killing thousands of zombies together.
I got up pretty early on Sunday morning. Anja and gang came to fetch me and we drove through to the international capital of bad fiberglass rocks and disturbing miners, Gold Reef City.
This isn't how we usually enjoy our Sundays, but yesterday was special; we were having ourselves wildly flung around in the air to say bye to our friend Duncan. Pretty soon he'll be leaving us to move to the UK. I can't think of a more fun way to have seen him off. Plus we got to play with a baby cow!
We're up way early on Wednesday morning. Everyone had packed the night before, so we just load the bags and gear into the cars. Matt and Marc drive us to the train station.
It's awesome seeing everyone, the Doomers, Cutout Collective, Tidal Waves and Yesterday's Pupil, Peter, MJ, Brendon, Thomas and all Hotbox doggies. There are some new faces too. We find out a bunch of the Pretoria kids have already done a little train trip from PTA station to JHB. Then there's Roger Young and his gang that drove up from Durban for this.
With our stupid amount of luggage it's a little tricky getting down flights of stairs and into the train, but we all manage. Everyone's super friendly and helping one another out. Some dudes gladly move a compartment down so Anja, Chris, Anthea and I can hook up a cabin alongside the Foreigners.
Once we're"on the road" our cabin seems to officially become the party spot for our gang and any passing friends. Things get silly. Really silly. At times the amount of people we squeeze into the cabin is just absurd. Drinks get spilt. Sunglasses fly off faces sticking out of windows. Lex keeps asking concerned questions about "bandits". Anja's drawing everyone labels for our little plastic cups. Jun is wearing two hats at the same time.
Someone gives an authoritative triple knock on our door. A paranoid kid grabs a triple-blade J from the lips of a band's bassist and throws it out a window. At a station. When someone that isn't a cop turns out to be the individual behind the knocking someone else offers to get off the train, climb down onto the tracks and recover the lost artifact. Said plan is put into action and pulled off. Except the conductor shows up, waves at the cabin and tells us we shouldn't get off the train at stations. We say it was the other guy with dreadlocks. He says okay. Pauses. Tells us "Ek ryk die dagga." Blank stares. "The weed - I smell the weed". More confused stares. "Okay guys; be safe".
By midnight we realise that we've been rocking out for more than 12 hours. Everyone seems to agree that we should do the responsible thing and get to bed, we've still got 3 nights of music festival mayhem ahead. Before our plans of sleep can be put into action, Ariel storms into our cabin and sits down. He's massivly drunk/ amusing. Before being chased out so we can sleep, he puts on an incredibly spirited performance, singing his own version of Art Brut's "My Little Brother just discovered rock and roll" while the original faintly plays over our fifth of a surround-sound-system.
* photos by Kevin Goss Ross
This week's episode of "Free Mix Friday" is quite a departure from the past posts in the series. While past entries were mixes by South African DJs, this time it's a kind of sampler from a Washington DC based label called Sockets Records.
Although my favourite Sockets act (the STELLAR instrumental band "Buildings") aren't included, The Sockets Records Spring Mix is a pretty great representation of the label's fantastic roster of fresh, exciting acts. From the fuck-yeah-feel-good-math-pop of Hume to the alt-hop of the Cornel West Theory the mix is a total winner. It covers a whole lot of awesome ground and cements Sockets' position in my mind as the one of most exciting new labels to follow going into this decade.
I should actually just start some new series stricktly dedicated to Wolves' Howl nights. It seems week after week they're fulling their fantastic little coffee shop up with folky fun that gets the Animal Calls stamp of approval.
It's hard to believe it's been three months since Johnny Foreigner left South Africa. A quarter of a year down the line and I'm still slowly posting words and pictures of the tour in the now pretty epic "We Pray for Moments Like This" series. We haven't even started editing the 7 hours of footage we shot while they were here and I still have a copy of "Grace and the Bigger Picture" that I owe Cam.
Personally I think the experiment worked out beautifully. It came out REALLY different to how it was sounding down in Cape town right after they'd laid it down and the dense, synthy sound has it really feeling like a collaboration between the two entities and not just a Jo Fo song produced by Peach.