Breakfast in the Brisbane Room
Angry Anderson ran on, talked about the rock 'n roll share houses of his heyday, got teared up about his tall mate, got cut short by La Brisbane and then left before he heard what Garrett had to say. Does Angry Anderson have some other place to be at 8am on a Thursday morning? He said that Garrett couldn't drink as much as the Rose Tattoo crew - and that's not a criticism he added. He reminded me of Caroline's brother David Sylvester. Perhaps he left because he already knew exactly what Garrett would say. After all in Angry's words they are simular (sic).
Garrett began like a politician, talking about passion and blind faith in a voice devoid of any hint of either, but then provded us with a moment. Not the horrifying one when he motioned to his PA to bring him a glass of water, using his pinky as if drinking from a delicate tea cup and in that single movement causing his rock 'n roll stocks to plummet. No. He sang a verse of Flame Trees. Asked us to join in. I wanted to yell the words as if I was alone in my car. But of course, didn't. No one did. Zoe said the woman next to her hummed a little. I don't think it was what he was after. He said that the use of Flame Trees in Little Fish was to symbolise transition between new and old versions of Australia, and an example of the way art can convey powerful and complex ideas quite simply.
Zoe said she couldn't sing because she didn't know the words, and after Allie saw Little Fish she came to work asking about "the really cool old song that they use in it. I think it is an old Jimmy Barnes song". It's Flame Trees for God's sake. Have they not sat in a pub in some town somewhere in rural and regional Australia and shouted the words? Who are these people?
Garrett spoke rather than sang the last lines of the chorus. I took it as his disappointment in us. Then he talked about reviewing Labor's arts policy and asked us to forward comments and ideas. Later someone asked him when the new policy would be released. He said he would work on it over Christmas. Then he sat down and ate bacon and eggs.
Garrett began like a politician, talking about passion and blind faith in a voice devoid of any hint of either, but then provded us with a moment. Not the horrifying one when he motioned to his PA to bring him a glass of water, using his pinky as if drinking from a delicate tea cup and in that single movement causing his rock 'n roll stocks to plummet. No. He sang a verse of Flame Trees. Asked us to join in. I wanted to yell the words as if I was alone in my car. But of course, didn't. No one did. Zoe said the woman next to her hummed a little. I don't think it was what he was after. He said that the use of Flame Trees in Little Fish was to symbolise transition between new and old versions of Australia, and an example of the way art can convey powerful and complex ideas quite simply.
Zoe said she couldn't sing because she didn't know the words, and after Allie saw Little Fish she came to work asking about "the really cool old song that they use in it. I think it is an old Jimmy Barnes song". It's Flame Trees for God's sake. Have they not sat in a pub in some town somewhere in rural and regional Australia and shouted the words? Who are these people?
Garrett spoke rather than sang the last lines of the chorus. I took it as his disappointment in us. Then he talked about reviewing Labor's arts policy and asked us to forward comments and ideas. Later someone asked him when the new policy would be released. He said he would work on it over Christmas. Then he sat down and ate bacon and eggs.
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