November 2007

Michael (Nieves, my manager) after our swim. Four minutes after nirvana, he was already using his mobile phone…

Michael, Rich, and Lauren during our amazing swim at the Bogey Hole in Newcastle. It was dug out by prisoners in 1920 to be a Commandant’s private bathing spot.

Bondi Beach in Sydney has been one of my favorite places in the world since I first visited a few years ago. Thirty minutes spent in the soft blue-green surf set my soul right (for at least 24 hours or so).

Sydney, AU: Back at Bondi Originally uploaded by MeganFromTheLastTownChorus

Serene morning swim at the hotel’s pool overlooking downtown Sydney. The crowd was warm and welcoming at the Hopetoun last night – over the course of our hour together, they helped me to lift my cloudy mood. I did an on-air interview on Triple J radio just before the show, via mobile phone – radio banter here is uber-chirpy and high-spirited, much like it is in the UK.

From: “Martin Jones”
To: <>
Sent: Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Subject: Sharks!

Hey Megan,
How did the Melbourne shows go? I got lots of great reports from Queenscliff. Just thought I better let you know that there have been an alarming number of shark sightings/incidents up here over the last few weeks, especially around The Pass and Julian Rocks where they take you scuba diving. I wouldn’t be going too far out at the moment – might wanna rethink your dive.

Tim Kill, a local guitar maker, had arranged to bring some of his handmade acoustic lap steel guitars for me to check out before our show at Ruby’s. He ended up generously offering for me to take this guitar on loan until next time I’m in Australia. Tim’s a soulful human and craftsman – on this guitar he used Tasmanian blackwood and Indian ebony, and the green inlays were made with malachite crystals that Tim crushed into powder with a mortar and pestle…it looks and sounds brilliant. Our conversation at dinner altered my musical and spiritual DNA. Major.

Before our show at Ruby’s in Belgrave, we explored the lush forest of the nearby Dandenong Ranges. The contents of the forest were alien to our senses…humid and fern-scented hills packed with massively tall trees full of screaming kookaburra birds…I got separated from the others and loved feeling lost here.

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