Let me say two things, I can’t believe Paul Van Dyk cancelled on me, and I can’t believe Paul Van Dyk cancelled on me. What the fuck! I had read about him canceling two of his european gigs the week before he was meant to be up here, but I was praying that it wouldn’t affect him coming up here. Well, apparently it did. It was official on the monday night and had spread around until wednesday. His doctor told him he couldn’t fly for at least a week or so because of some ear infection. But of course, his Brisbane gig (the very next fuckin’ night) he went to. And the Melbourne one (which I had heard from Andrew) he went and played at, and it was awesome aswell. Brilliant. They gave some bullshit “we’ll try our best to rebook him for next year!” He won’t be back, simple as that. He’s already got Australia booked (all the major cities again) for the first week or so in December. This can only mean one thing. I need to plan a trip to Melbourne or Surfer’s Paradise. I really don’t want to have to miss out on seeing PvD again, I just need to make lots of money quickly so I can go there for a couple of weeks. Now see, that’d be awesome fun. With PvD cancelled, all that was left was that Across The Great Divide concert on. Well, I never got around to going to that either. Originally, my plan was simple; get there before anyone really does and wander up to the gates with my camera in hand and see if I can get in for free under the guise of being press. Friday afternoon come around and well, I never bothered to get up and go. I dunno, I wasn’t too fussed about going or not. I kind of knew I wouldn’t enjoy it anyway, so no loss to me. Oh, that’s right, I went to Bodyrox to try and subsidize missing out on Paul Van Dyk. Let me tell you, it wasn’t anywhere near what it should have been. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting though, he (Nick Bridges of Bodyrox) played in Time. Those who don’t know what Time is, it’s a strip-joint when there isn’t any kind of DJ gig happening. So it’s incredibly small, and not built for any kind of international DJ at all. And it’s dark, so, so incredibly dark. There are little to no lights at all in the place, so trying to get any kind of picture involves flash (which aren’t pictures I’d like to get anyway.)

I’ll start by when I wandered in, the bouncer guy kind of held me up asking about my camera gear and that, and questioning the ladies behind the register at the door. Ok, fair enough. I wander in and realise why I never go to Time. It’s so incredibly small, and dank. There was just no where to stand where you weren’t not in anyone’s way. I get it’s mainly for people who are tripping, but still, it’s hard to be there sober. Being that most people were either incredibly drunk or on drugs, people are more happy, and I had more people come up to talk to me that night than ever, so it wasn’t so bad. I walk up towards near the DJ box part there, and I start talking to one of the people from Xpose, had a chat with him until I was told to not take any more photos because they already had someone taking photos for them. I was “allowed” to take photos from a public place, but no where else. Brilliant. If that doesn’t kill my mood to take photos, fuck, I don’t know what else does. I didn’t stay for much longer after that before I went off home.

The rest of the month didn’t really involve anything in particular. I went around taking photos of flowers (could that sound any more pansy like?) but I did end up with some photos I liked. It wasn’t until near the end of the month when more interesting things happened. A couple of things happened on a Thursday the other week. One was the Maximum Bass Tour set that was in Discovery, and the other was Craig was going to be up for the weekend. Daryl and I set out to Discovery late Thursday night and sat around watching people until we saw someone we knew. There weren’t that many people out that night, which doesn’t surprise me, most people don’t come out for a Thursday night set even though they always bring up international DJs. After a while Daryl finally spots Craig, and we wandered over to find him. After a while in Discovery for some reason we walked into Lost Arc, but didn’t stay very long in there. Seriously. I hate that joint. I don’t know why people go in there. It always smells of vomit, shit and piss all wrapped into one. And oh god, the old, skanky women that are there. Every time I go into that place, I’ve always got to make sure I don’t spend an extra second looking at someone. Generally, I’ll look around and just pay attention to what people are doing, well, don’t ever do that in there. Seriously. I would have had at least 2 old women try to start conversations with me. It’s funny, because people try to say stuff, but it’s never loud enough. There’s always a band playing in the background, or music equally as loud, but they still expect you to hear them over everything else, especially when you aren’t paying any attention. Sure, that makes sense. I’ve always wondered if maybe I’ve laughed, or said “ha, yeah, maybe” to too many people the wrong way. I can just picture it.

Some Random Ugly Woman: “HI, HAVING FUN!”
Me: “Yeah, pretty good.”
SRUW: “YAH, I’M HAVING SOMETHINGINCOHERENTTONAKEDEARS”
Me: “haha, yeah, maybe”
SRUW: “So you want to have sex with me”
Me:

After leaving Lost Arc quick smart (I’m a poet and I don’t even know it) Daryl and I head back into Discovery and we lose Craig and Terry somewhere. We made our way onto the dancefloor and continued our way there. We slyly made our way to the front and continued to dance contently, I finished getting some more photos and by that time, Mr Heavyweight had finished playing. Seeing as there was no other reason for us to be there any longer, I went looking for Klaus ‘Heavyweight’ Hill to get a photo, and fucked off out of there. Didn’t do anything for the rest of the weekend, or for that matter the rest of the week. It was an uneventful week or so. The following friday Daryl and I ended back out again. Ok, this might get confusing, but it makes sense. Isn’t it funny how you see someone you’ve seen out before whose seen you out before and recognises you? It’s that point where you see them seeing you but doesn’t want to say hi. Well, I got that feeling on friday night. The previous Thursday, Daryl and I had seen this gorgeous girl dancing away with a bunch of her friends (so we assumed, she was with them all night) and we were trying to debate whether the guy dressed up in the loincloth (ok, it wasn’t, it was a bath robe) was her boyfriend or not. We were both unsure of either, but let the issue pass. Well, saw the same girl out the following friday, minus the guy in the loincloth, same set of friends too. It’s weird, you know how you see someone who looks at you like they know you, but doesn’t say or do anything about it? Well, that was the same feeling I got from the looks that night. Something tells me I should have said hi or something (she was gorgeous, like I said.) If she finds this post; Hi!

Went out the next night too, I feel like I’m making a whore of myself going out this much, but went out and puttered about on my own that night. I did see Hayley and Kirsty and spent most of the night upstairs dancing around with Jono and James. I don’t think anything interesting happened that night. Spent most of the night out, which is a bit of a change in a while at least. Normally I’d go home around 2-2:30, but I was back to what I used to, and got home around 4:30. Then there was last night. Thursday night was One Love, and I must admit I was slightly excited to head in, even though I had never heard of Acid Jacks (who were playing.) It was electro/house, but it was still pretty awesome. I mean, everyone who was there had no idea of the songs that were being played, but it was still pretty good. There was one song that stood out to me all night. Heater, by Samim. I even managed to get a video of it. This is something that you don’t ever hear in Discovery, and it was awesome to dance to.

Well, there is nothing else that I can think of. Oh, if you haven’t noticed already, I decided to finally add a little logo thing to link to Glass Nothing else interesting has happened. As usual, make sure you go and check out my Flickr, Ministry Of Sound: Maximum Bass Tour, and One Love: Acid Jacks.