the GREAT NOOSA CAMPOUT

01/05/2009 - Posted by RV in PEOPLE & PLACES, PHOTOGRAPHY, WORDS

I wont deny it… I almost pulled the pin…

It rained all day… Not just drizzle, proper downpour… I’m not sure what it is but every time an event like this is held in Noosa Mother Nature cracks the shits and opens up the gates. I’d given the night a 50/50 chance… maybe, maybe not… ‘I’m there… ahh fuck it, im stayin home’…

Then Mule and Yogs showed up, most wont know these 2 but to put it simply… What they say goes… If I had of said ‘nah, im just gonna cruise at home’ they would of dragged me and the couch all the way to the beer tent. So it was on and thank the powers that be I made it ’cause it was the best night i’ve had in years… We spent the first few hours in the beer tent kickin back listening to the earlier bands but Hatz Fitz had us bailing for the stage…

Hatz Fitz

Hatz Fitz & Itchy had set the night on fire… The damp vibe of the afternoon had dried up, all that was left were the smiles of hundreds that had gathered in front of the stage…

Swann & Jeffy

It was done, the vibe of the night had turned…

Then Marshall & the Fro showed up… Ive seen these guys live a handful of times and I am happy to say… you will struggle to see a better live band anywhere in this country… If you appreciate music for what it is and what it does for the world these guys will float your boat…

Marshall

Nick Fro

Jake Fro

During all the commotion this bloke sat quietly from start to finish painting a single piece that showcased the entire night, each and every performer found their place on this canvas… Pure genius.

Jeffy Curran is a good bloke, a great bloke… On top of being one of the good guys he is one of the most talented guitar players around…

”Yeah who isn’t? there’s more of those blokes than golden glove boxers!”

… Im not just throwin’ it out there to make the story sound good, the bloke is the freak of nature… Mother nature didnt set out to ruin the Great Noosa Campout she was there to get her son back.

I lived with Jeff in an old brick shitbox at the northern end of Sunshine Beach for a good part of a year… There wasn’t much good about the place apart from how close it was to the beach and how close Jeffy came to blowing the roof off each arvo. Jeffy’s talent is the reason he now stands beside one of the wildest female vocalists in the world… Dallas Frasca is a one of a kind… Kelly Slater heard her play a few years back and simply said ‘Dallas Frasca Rips’… There is no doubting the lady, she is a stomping, growling, roaring madwoman… An attractive yet fierce lady with Fire red locks, Bettlejuice sleeves and a voice that will rip ya jocks off… The night was rocking… Now it was all out madness