QLD mini tour - part three. finally frontier.

and finally back down to brissy for the alley.
i checked the brisways (or whatever their map thing is called) and navigated my way to the address i had scribbled on a scrap of paper and i arrived... at a bowling alley. i was a bit confused. so i grabbed my guitar and stompbox and headed into the bowling alley (!) and things didn't become clearer. there was no stage. just people playing ten pin bowling. so i headed up to the young boy selling the shoes and filled him in on my dilema- i think i'm supposed to play here but its a bowling alley...
not to worry says he. go through this door. and he shoed me through a tiny door into da da da dum: a tiny bar in the middle of the bowling alley!
and what a cool night it was.
The tawdry gang was in situ with a fantastic bunch of musicians, crowned in the wee hours of the morning by the effervenscent, magical tunes of moot (check them out here: http://www.myspace.com/mootlings).
a mad dash for the plane some few hours later when the sun was blazing sent me flying back over the edge of the country to melbourne.
nice one.