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My very musical week continued on Sunday night with the Pete Murray concert. I met up with Houri and some of her friends at the venue, and went straight in for the opening act. The Hordern Pavilion was packed (sold out in fact), with a mixture of general admission standing and seating around the outside.
The opening act was Missy Higgins, and she performed solo, just herself and a keyboard - very brave i'd say in front of an audience of 5000, so I was in awe of her just for her courage! Pete then came on about 9ish, which is a much more social hour than the late 10:30 - 11:00pm starts I'm used to. Pete was great, he played songs from the album as well as a few covers. He was also awesome on stage, a very unlikely rock star which makes him that more appealing!
In introducing one of the songs (10ft tall) he told the story of how he had 2 friends who were soul mates, went out for a few years and eventually got married. A few years after that one of them was diagnosed with cancer, and a few years later again passed away. As a child she'd always told her father that when she died she'd come back as a butterfly .. and a few months after her death, all the friends were sitting around a bar in Brisbane and about midnight, a butterfly flew through the window, between all the friends and landed on the shoulder of the husband. He just got up and walked away, with the butterfly still on his shoulder .. the remarkable part being that butterflies can't fly at night.
You could just feel everyone in the room melt upon hearing this story, and I've since developed a greater appreciation for the song :)The show finished about 10:20, so we nipped out quickly to get to the car and escape the crowd. Houri and her group had parked on the lower level, and me on the top so we each went out seperate ways back to the car. I backed the car out and proceeded towards the ramp to exit, where I joined a queue of cars also waiting to exit. And I waited, and waited, 10 mins, 20 minutes .. eventually everyone just turned their engines off. The queue was not moving at all, and I was parked in front and back, so i had no choice but to wait in the queue. Eventually 50 minutes later, a few cars around me managed to reverse up, so I could do the same and we were able to drive over to the exit on the other side of the level. I have no idea what the problems was, but I thought I might be stuck in that damn carpark all night! So much for getting out early. Meanwhile, Houri and co managed to get straight out, drop everyone home and be back at her place on the northside, all while I was still stuck in the carpark!
And just when you thought I wasn't going to update you on the Steve situation ..
Well I must say as the evening continued, I freaked out quite a bit. Sitting in my room, my mind started to wonder as to what was going on out there! Romantic music, dimmed lights, chatting and laughing .. it is not that I begrudge him the right to move on, after all it was me that said that I didn't want to get back together with him, but it was just a huge shock to come back from work and find it all going on under my nose.
After she left at 1:30 Steve came in to see me. I told him that it was a very awkward situation to walk into and it would have been nice to have some notice. He tried to be all touchy feely concerned, which I quickly shrugged off, telling him he can't have it both ways! Be out there "snuggling" with some chick then come in here. He said that she was a friend of a friend, who came over to watch movies at the spare of the moment. He said nothing went on, she "cuddled" up to him a bit but that was it. He said that he isn't looking for a new girlfriend.
So in the end I guess it was my mind running away from me in terms of the details, but it made me realise that this is possibly just the start of many possible further awkard situations if we continue to live together - but then on the other hand i'm not in a rush to move out given that I'm not planning to be in Sydney forever, and want to save for traveling as much as I can.
It was obvious that Steve felt guilty for the entire situation the next day, because I woke up (albeit at midday!) to find breakfast waiting for me, and him doing the dishes! I know I was irrational in the way I reacted, but no amount of recognition of the fact was making me feel any better on Saturday night! So things are kind of back to normal at this stage, and me being away for the weekend will probably be good to give me some distance - and him an opportunity to have company over (i just can't help the spiteful comments) :)
The opening act was Missy Higgins, and she performed solo, just herself and a keyboard - very brave i'd say in front of an audience of 5000, so I was in awe of her just for her courage! Pete then came on about 9ish, which is a much more social hour than the late 10:30 - 11:00pm starts I'm used to. Pete was great, he played songs from the album as well as a few covers. He was also awesome on stage, a very unlikely rock star which makes him that more appealing!
In introducing one of the songs (10ft tall) he told the story of how he had 2 friends who were soul mates, went out for a few years and eventually got married. A few years after that one of them was diagnosed with cancer, and a few years later again passed away. As a child she'd always told her father that when she died she'd come back as a butterfly .. and a few months after her death, all the friends were sitting around a bar in Brisbane and about midnight, a butterfly flew through the window, between all the friends and landed on the shoulder of the husband. He just got up and walked away, with the butterfly still on his shoulder .. the remarkable part being that butterflies can't fly at night.
You could just feel everyone in the room melt upon hearing this story, and I've since developed a greater appreciation for the song :)The show finished about 10:20, so we nipped out quickly to get to the car and escape the crowd. Houri and her group had parked on the lower level, and me on the top so we each went out seperate ways back to the car. I backed the car out and proceeded towards the ramp to exit, where I joined a queue of cars also waiting to exit. And I waited, and waited, 10 mins, 20 minutes .. eventually everyone just turned their engines off. The queue was not moving at all, and I was parked in front and back, so i had no choice but to wait in the queue. Eventually 50 minutes later, a few cars around me managed to reverse up, so I could do the same and we were able to drive over to the exit on the other side of the level. I have no idea what the problems was, but I thought I might be stuck in that damn carpark all night! So much for getting out early. Meanwhile, Houri and co managed to get straight out, drop everyone home and be back at her place on the northside, all while I was still stuck in the carpark!
And just when you thought I wasn't going to update you on the Steve situation ..
Well I must say as the evening continued, I freaked out quite a bit. Sitting in my room, my mind started to wonder as to what was going on out there! Romantic music, dimmed lights, chatting and laughing .. it is not that I begrudge him the right to move on, after all it was me that said that I didn't want to get back together with him, but it was just a huge shock to come back from work and find it all going on under my nose.
After she left at 1:30 Steve came in to see me. I told him that it was a very awkward situation to walk into and it would have been nice to have some notice. He tried to be all touchy feely concerned, which I quickly shrugged off, telling him he can't have it both ways! Be out there "snuggling" with some chick then come in here. He said that she was a friend of a friend, who came over to watch movies at the spare of the moment. He said nothing went on, she "cuddled" up to him a bit but that was it. He said that he isn't looking for a new girlfriend.
So in the end I guess it was my mind running away from me in terms of the details, but it made me realise that this is possibly just the start of many possible further awkard situations if we continue to live together - but then on the other hand i'm not in a rush to move out given that I'm not planning to be in Sydney forever, and want to save for traveling as much as I can.
It was obvious that Steve felt guilty for the entire situation the next day, because I woke up (albeit at midday!) to find breakfast waiting for me, and him doing the dishes! I know I was irrational in the way I reacted, but no amount of recognition of the fact was making me feel any better on Saturday night! So things are kind of back to normal at this stage, and me being away for the weekend will probably be good to give me some distance - and him an opportunity to have company over (i just can't help the spiteful comments) :)