Its all very exciting/stress inducing

Friday night I went to an album launch for a local band called Sam Carmody at Kulcha in Freo.

This local band just happens to have one of my friends, Petrina, as backup female vocals and maraca shaker extraordinaire. They managed to pack the house and sell out the entire venue, which, according to the folks at Kulcha, doesn't often happen (I think they're the type of place that counts on the sounds of music floating out the doors and inticing random crowds to wander in).

Sam and the band were fantastic, and what impressed me is how experienced they sound, and how complex the sound of their music is, for a band just starting out.

So I’m doing my promotional bit, and giving them a 5-star review. Check em out on Triple J Unearthed: http://www.triplejunearthed.com/Artists/View.aspx?artistid=10877

They’ll have more shows in Perth in the next few weeks, and a MySpace page soon as well.

Kulcha, you impressed me as well. What a great venue! Now all they need to do is start putting on live music on summer evenings and opening up the balcony so that people can groove to music and enjoy the masses wandering down the café strip.

What, this accent?

Saturday night I went out in Subi with a good American friend, and something really astounding happened.

Allow me to set the scene:

Said friend and I are in the bathroom in The Red C and are exchanging conversation when a girl washing her hands looks at us and says "oh my god are you guys Americans?" She goes on to explain that she is visiting a friend in San Antonio and wants to know where the good clubs are.

Me: Umm... you mean in San Antonio? Or in America?

Her: In America! The really insane clubs, like raver clubs.

Me: Well, New York and LA probably.

Her: And in the US, are there lots of hot girls? I mean, will I have lots of competition? Girls in Perth are hot!

Me: (thinking to myself, "duh, you're looking at em" : ) Um yeah I guess so.

Her: You know how you can make lots of money in Perth? You should be a stripper. You'll make around $1000 a night.

Just as things were getting a little out of hand, two more girls walk in.

Girls: Wait, you guys are Americans? Oh my god I just love your accent. You have the most gorgeous accents.

So that's the astounding part. This NEVER happens. Most people worldwide think the American accent amounts to the sound of nails on a chalkboard. Loud and screechy. And some of my proudest moments are when someone says to me "wait, you're american? you don't have an accent!"

It's nice to hear lovely things about Americans every once in a while. Helps dull the pain of the constant thrashing of Americans that goes on daily, to my face.

Enter Classes

The first week of classes is under way. I'm starting to remember what it felt like to live at Curtin, have zero free time, cram down dinner at 9pm, and drop into bed at 10:30pm completely exhausted.

I'm excited about my classes this semester, mainly because they're a lot less marketing-focused and a lot more PR-focused. My quick trip into the life of a Marketing postgrad last semester convinced me even more that I'm much more Comm and much less Biz. Luckily the PR program at Curtin is run through the Business school- its the perfect mix of practical, real world, business focused while still being a communications course.

Now if only it would stop raining every time I walk between campus and my car.