Friday, December 7th, 2007

My tour of Australia ends today with a day-long string of flights back to New York City, where it’s cold and slushy. Our layover is in Fiji, where a massive cyclone is finishing its business. I’ve talked with hundreds of Australians during my time here, and I’ve found that no-one takes for granted that (s)he’s living life in a gloriously beautiful part of the world. It’s a magical place, and they know it. I find the people here to have a sort of intrinsic spirituality, while still being breezily good-natured. I feel a deep connection to this place, and can’t wait to come back in March to perform at Bluesfest in Byron Bay and do more touring – hopefully New Zealand too. I’d so love to spend a few weeks here writing music in someone’s carriage house. But for now, farewell Australia. My dog misses me.

We were so happy to end up doing a couple shows with Kate Miller-Heidke, whose music is quirky, poppy, and vocally virtuosic. Been turned onto the music of a couple other Aussie chicks too during this trip — Mia Dyson, Clare Bowditch…lots of good stuff.

We played our last show of the tour in Eumundi, a laid back spot that still kinda feels like it’s a nineteenth century gold mining town. Joe’s Waterhole is classic Aussie pub, with carpeting, rooms full of ‘pokie’ machines (video slots), and uncomplicated cooking. People of all ages. No frills.

One of the many VW ’kombis’ to be found around Australia’s beaches, often with surfboards in back – this one was in Mooloolaba where we stopped for lunch. Lots of Volkswagen bugs from the 70s (my first car!) are still clipping around the roads over here.