Fitzroy Village festival, it's real good to be back...

So, as your probably aware, I'm back in Melbourne. I haven't been blogging as much as i normally do, I've been a bit occupied by Melbourne, mentally and physically, no riot police were called, the Mayor of Melbourne doesn't even know who i am, i haven't made the news, lets just say I've been busy?

So, i get back and occupy Fitzroy and life is nice, i go on bike rides, running and swimming, staying on Brunswick st, just a few weeks ago the Fitzroy Village was on and it was one of the best weekends i can remember.

People say: (the ones that were home watching TV), what was it like
I say: It was like the movie Big Fish

It was my 3rd time going to this and the first time i paid $$ for any of the side shows, after the first one, it was a bit like when i went to Broadway and saw a show, i wanted to see them all! And why not, it's my life and that's just how i do things.

The best show i saw was, and still is called Porcelain and Punch

Check it out...


I was swimming the next day after seeing 'Everything must go' and it clicked in my head what the show was about, i was about half way down the Fitzroy pool too and i was like 'Oh yeah'...

'Everything must go'

The other play worth mentioning was called 'June'

'June'

For this play, we had to pay for a ticket, then walk out of the fenced area in the park, to another place, where no ticket was required to sit down and watch a play, while not making too much commotion or attracting other people that might be walking their dog or strolling in the park, plus the fact that they weren't covered probably by insurance to show a play there, rules, rules.

'Dey are destroying the worl'!!!

Now the interesting thing about this play was 2 cars drove up to the play, on both sides and the people that got out of the cars, weren't real people, but actors, as part of the play, lights on, lots of shouting, another night in the park, it was not.

The last scene, everybody had to get up and walk through a door and there was a guy cooking 30 sausages on a BBQ, and he's talking for about 10 minutes and all the actors walk away.

Now,i 'm watching the crowd, and i could see the faces of the froth row, and all they had eyes for were sausages, i'd doubt they could hear English, maybe a lions roar, but English was gone on these folks, as soon as the guy cooking the 'snags' walked off, people rushed the BBQ, pulling sausages off the hot plate, it was every man for himself, with every body thinking the same thing. the ones that didn't have a sausage were thinking about it and the ones that were had past thinking, it was a Zen like moment of just being there, doing it.

And i did it too, just not to be the odd one out.

Happy days, best ending Ever!!!