Mountain Girls Cause Chaos Wherever They Go. Drummer Loses Pants and Ex-Hospital Worker Saves the Day...Again!!!
Well that was a big month. The RMG motorcycle and sidecar was loaded up, fired-up and pointed north to deliver the boys to the Neurum Creek Festival where they caused mayhem by inciting ridiculously, ambitious dance moves at a hitherto sedate folk festival. There was a bit of a pile up in front of the stage area when one too many twirls sent a euphoric dancer into catatonic frenzy, sparking off a domino style horizontalism. The SES were called in as the show carried on. The motorcycle combination was then pointed south for the boys first foray to the coal face of Oz. A sold out show at Dudley Behind Closed Doors appeared to demonstrate an emerging pattern. After the first song, a patron collapsed, requiring artificial resuscitation and a large brandy before the show could continue. It was an epic night for all concerned and we can't wait to go back down that way. By the time we got to Bateau Bay the bike was struggling a bit under the strain of carrying a 3kw PA, a drum kit and 5 girlblokes. The journey was worth it though as we played to a new and appreciative audience who gasped when Rex walked towards the stage wearing only a hat and his undies. It was only when he looked down to pick up his sticks that he realised he had left his pants in Dudley after an unfortunate incident involving a man with a bowler hat and a single bed. Banjovi fired up the bike and headed back to Dudley and delivered them back to the distraught, alzheimerised rhythm man in time for the second set. After a long journey and a short break The Beach Hotel in Byron was set on fire when Rabbit got his hair caught up in his fiddle whilst playing an extraordinarily fast rendition of Drowsy Maggie. Willy Bee threw Tequilla on him in an effort to extinguish the flames but this only added fuel to the fire. The red hot fiddle player plunged his head in the rider ice bucket and continued the solo whilst the Trumpton Fire Engine dealt with the carnage. The final chapter in this unbelievable chain of events occurred at Caloundra when the weather turned sour with cyclonic winds and driving rain. Gupta Ravishankar, the bands number one fan, had just flown in from Delhi where he had been in charge of bridge construction when a 90 kph gust of wind sent a lighting gantry crashing towards a queue of punters. Using an ancient Indian bridge building technique passed down only to ex-hospital workers, he saved countless lives by deflecting the structure to the safety of a muddy field.Fortunately for RMG the show was able to go on and the band found a whole new mob of followers ready to join in the fun. Thanks to all those people who have danced, clapped, cheered and bought the album and T-shirt over the last month. We love playing and the smiles we see on the faces of our audiences make all the danger worthwhile.
