APRA Silver Scrolls 04
The APRA Silver Scrolls. Before I knew it I had gone from wistfully wondering what they’d be like to frantically flinging items of my wardrobe about my room…
So who sang what?
The Phoenix Foundation – The Bats of Darkwell Lane (Betchadupa)
Mahinarangi Tocker, Shona Laing and others - Home Land and Sea (TrinityRoots)
Not sure who… - Fiji Baby (Goodshirt)
Paselode - Not Many (Scribe)
Rhombus - Getting What You Give (Dimmer)
Minuit - Grey Boy (the New Freedom)
Afterwards the Second Stage was opened up, which mainly consisted of unknown people taking the opportunity to inflict their less worthy efforts on the ears of the crowd as inebriation set in. The rest is history...
- Monday night: My big sad eyes and pouting paid off and I scored a ticket to the Town Hall do. I realise the magnitude of the Clothing Crisis facing me.
- Tuesday 1pm-2:20pm: Whirlwind lunchtime shopping expedition involving trawling through four stores and being discouraged by approximately twelve ill-fitting, ill-advised items results in fantastic new black top.
- 5pm: I fly out the door of the office and charge home, quickly beautify myself and walk to Georgie’s, trying not to walk fast enough to glow ("Horses sweat, men perspire, and ladies glow.")
- 5:40pm: As I walk briskly across town, my undeniably high heeled right shoe decides to keel over, taking my unsuspecting foot with it. Offending shoe is sternly reprimanded, “Look, $5 shoe from Clyde Quay School Fair, be good to me.” Twisted ankle is firmly ignored.
- 6:10pm: We arrive at the Town Hall and are greeted with champagne… always welcome.
So who sang what?
The Phoenix Foundation – The Bats of Darkwell Lane (Betchadupa)
Mahinarangi Tocker, Shona Laing and others - Home Land and Sea (TrinityRoots)
Not sure who… - Fiji Baby (Goodshirt)
Paselode - Not Many (Scribe)
Rhombus - Getting What You Give (Dimmer)
Minuit - Grey Boy (the New Freedom)
Afterwards the Second Stage was opened up, which mainly consisted of unknown people taking the opportunity to inflict their less worthy efforts on the ears of the crowd as inebriation set in. The rest is history...
Labels: music
1 Comments:
you were looking pretty hot yourself.
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