Met a mate at the John Curtin Hotel in the city last week. Free tickets from one of Melbourne’s wonderful radio stations, Triple R, for a visiting UK DJ.
Like free beer, free music is not to be sniffed at. My friend and I wandered upstairs with our pints of American Pale Ale to a large empty space with two decks of electronic noise making machines and related cables, pedals and mixers. Total audience, including us, 6.
Were they starting late? Warming up? Testing their machines? No, it was The Show. We sipped and waited as the room fell into silence. A Couple audience members wandered back downstairs. Now we were 4.
Then this.
Loud. For minutes on end.
We went downstairs again where a DJ played an electic two hours of non drone music.
At least I got a nice picture of DJ Drone.
Missionaries, Mercenaries and Misfits 