Tom says he identified the content of this blog before I'd written it. Apparently I'm predictable.

Anyway Robert Forster says that at one point in his career he realised that being a rock star is a 24 hour job. He realised it when seeing Marc Hunter walk down the street, thinking like a rock star, acting like a rock star. Even for those of us who aren't rock stars it is a full time job: thinking like a rock star, acting like a rock star.

The first song I recognise I think is a cover, because I recognise it. It's about what people in surfing magazines do. I think that Forster looks like an older version of Jarvis Cocker. What Jarvis Cocker will look like when he retires to a sheep farm near Wagga in about 15 years time. Hopefully by that time I won't actually have to write the blog. People will just know what I would have written.

I wanted Forster to talk more in that funny, droll way about things that happened in the 80s. When he did speak, to me, he became a character in Monkey Grip, or at least that version of the 80s in Australian cities.