We screwed the van up to Brisbane to catch Tori Amos in concert. We bought the tickets in Perth when we saw a poster in our hostel for the tour 2 and a half months back.
Brisbane seemed a nice place for the one night we were there but we knew we would return as that's where we would fly out to New Zealand from.
Over a wide river is all the arts, music and theatre stuff of Brisbane. This is where the gig was even though it took us ages to find the actual venue. It was quite a large place and reminiscent of the Guild Hall in Preston, but on a grander scale.
One main reason we couldn't find the place was that there were loads of people dressed up milling around and we thought there must've been another event on. Turns out they were all watching Tori Amos. Now I've been to many a gig in my time but I've never seen soo many people wearing suits, ballgowns and general going out on the town clothes. We were probably the scruffiest people there. It was very odd to to a quite rock-based concert with a bunch of people really dressed up and acting a bit stiff to be honest.
Nevertheless it was a great gig and just brilliant to get out and see some live music on a large scale.
Next day we headed back south to Surfers Paradise to meet up with Matt and Casey for a surf.
The odd thing that struck me about the east coast of Oz is the constant complaining about the lack of water they have with seemingly little resolution. Before we arrived in Brisbane it had been in a state of flood and it rained whilst we were there very heavily. Not sure where all this water is going but it was forcing us into 3 minute showers at campsites damn it!
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