Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Gig...a what?

With the 30th September looming, Coal is busy with preparations for this performance. We have finalised our set and working on the fine-tunings for some bits and bobs, but I'm happy to say we are sounding fabulous...absolutely fabulous ;)

This time we'll be doing 'Henry Lee' again with our guest, Phillip, who will be happily married by gig night!

We'll have finalised our stage set-up by Friday, so any last minute preparations can still be taken care-of.

The talented Adam Hill is responsible for creating our beautiful poster, so when you see it around Mercury or on the night, bear that in mind and give him a wink...hehe ;)

I suppose all that's left to mention is our carefully thought out theme, which will only be observed on the night...

Thanks to 'Sidecar Fire' who gave mention to us on their web page...awesome guys, awesome! ;)

See you on Wednesday!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

(S)he brings me sugar

Last night I did some last-minute dusting, wiping and sweeping on my knees (while my man watched :) to make the flat fairly habitable for the Coal ladies. We discussed stage decor, sartorial splendour and the set list for our upcoming show with Inge Beckmann (30 September at Mercury) and some other exciting developments. (More on this in the next few weeks.)

Almond biscotti, cheesy pretzels and slightly burned popcorn were chomped with much enthusiasm in-between sips of delicious organic vanilla rooibos. But before this could take place, Sherri had to go procure some sugar for our tea (hence the Tori Amos reference in the title. Anyone? Anyone?) while we banged and clanged on her imaginary drum kit in my lounge.

Because if there is one thing we can’t do without, it’s our tea. (That’s just how we roll.)

We fiddled and tweaked and hummed some more of Cathy’s new loooove song, and many a time our watchword for too much waffling was uttered:


Later two of us ventured out to the hot and crowded ROAR to watch the Emerging Sounds Battle of the Bands. We went to support Fezray with our poofiest pompoms, but Helen and I were particularly amazed/confused/entertained (in equal amounts) by one of the other acts. In fact, I am still giggling! Hooray for South African music, in all its weird and wonderful forms.

Yours in tea (heeing)