I wish I had more money for tickets to things.
Still happy post 'Tripod versus the Dragon' at the weekend.
Wish I could go again, but the run is over. Will just have to content myself with the bootleg soundtrack until the DVD release next month.
I don't suppose we're likely to meet up with him this time, given that it's a massive gig in a huge open air venue. Kings Park. The usual thing at those shows is for the performers, who are in a totally enclosed area, to be whisked away from backstage and out of the venue at the end.
Snuggly post-show catch-ups are probably a thing of the past, now he's a bona-fide star.
No more intimate theatres and post show appearances in the foyer.
No more introducing our Mum's/Grans/cousins/friends to each-other and leaving them to chat amongst themselves while we exchange news.
The icon piccy was, I think, the first of many meetings.
Another one with whom we (the family) are way past the random anonymous fan stage.
It's usually him coming over to talk to us.
(Or sitting with his arms open, calling my name till I walk over into his embrace).
I miss that. I miss him. I miss the way he's always so nice to my kids. And to me.
I even miss the devious grins and his insistence that the boy-child come to gigs, as he wishes to 'continue his education'.
Tim's another one, who, like the Tripod boys, when we joked about being mad stalkers, insisted that we weren't. He introduced us to an actual stalker, to illustrate the difference. Umm. She was a bit scarey! Or she was back then. She's matured quite a bit the last couple of years. Still follows him around the world though. I suppose that almost qualifies us as normal.
We're "Good, upstanding folk", Tim said. And "Consistent."
I have it in writing too.
Now I'm feeling nostalgic.
In a bittersweet way.
It's fantastic that all these 'new and unknown' folks I've met and followed over the years are starting to be so successful and popular. But I do miss them, the ones I don't get to see so much anymore.
Another of the reasons I wish I could have more time in Melbourne.
A lot of them live there and those that don't are often there at festival time and there's opportunities to hang out and chat, meet up for a drink or whatever. When the show we see is not the only show they're doing and there's not a thousand people all trying to get to them at once post-gig.
When there's so many shows to see, that it's not unusual to meet some of the performers time and again at assorted venues, such that it becomes an in-joke that they're now stalking us.
Now I miss Melbourne.
Do I maybe go to too many comedy shows?
Wish I could go again, but the run is over. Will just have to content myself with the bootleg soundtrack until the DVD release next month.
I don't suppose we're likely to meet up with him this time, given that it's a massive gig in a huge open air venue. Kings Park. The usual thing at those shows is for the performers, who are in a totally enclosed area, to be whisked away from backstage and out of the venue at the end.
Snuggly post-show catch-ups are probably a thing of the past, now he's a bona-fide star.
No more intimate theatres and post show appearances in the foyer.
No more introducing our Mum's/Grans/cousins/friends to each-other and leaving them to chat amongst themselves while we exchange news.
The icon piccy was, I think, the first of many meetings.
Another one with whom we (the family) are way past the random anonymous fan stage.
It's usually him coming over to talk to us.
(Or sitting with his arms open, calling my name till I walk over into his embrace).
I miss that. I miss him. I miss the way he's always so nice to my kids. And to me.
I even miss the devious grins and his insistence that the boy-child come to gigs, as he wishes to 'continue his education'.
Tim's another one, who, like the Tripod boys, when we joked about being mad stalkers, insisted that we weren't. He introduced us to an actual stalker, to illustrate the difference. Umm. She was a bit scarey! Or she was back then. She's matured quite a bit the last couple of years. Still follows him around the world though. I suppose that almost qualifies us as normal.
We're "Good, upstanding folk", Tim said. And "Consistent."
I have it in writing too.
Now I'm feeling nostalgic.
In a bittersweet way.
It's fantastic that all these 'new and unknown' folks I've met and followed over the years are starting to be so successful and popular. But I do miss them, the ones I don't get to see so much anymore.
Another of the reasons I wish I could have more time in Melbourne.
A lot of them live there and those that don't are often there at festival time and there's opportunities to hang out and chat, meet up for a drink or whatever. When the show we see is not the only show they're doing and there's not a thousand people all trying to get to them at once post-gig.
When there's so many shows to see, that it's not unusual to meet some of the performers time and again at assorted venues, such that it becomes an in-joke that they're now stalking us.
Now I miss Melbourne.
Do I maybe go to too many comedy shows?