by Aaron McCann
Q: How did all the ripped up porn start floating around the media tent?
A: Keep reading…
So it’s 6:28am and the sun has just come up, but because the sun hates us we boil in the tent. TENTS and the SUN don’t mix… EVER! It’s so unbearable that we leave and decide to go to the beach.
The beach is great in the morning. It wakes you and up gets you ready for the day. I don’t own ANY shorts so I had to borrow some from Chris, who informed me that they looked like shorts from Baywatch. I wanted to run up and down the beach in slow motion, but being in the water was better.
The sleepy little town of Busselton was not so sleepy that day… Well ok, it was but Coles was open and we got a banana then off to the TAB for a beer as it was the only thing open that had beer available.
Back at SOUTHBOUND, into the staff parking and lugging the gear through the crowds of people who just seem to be waking up or arriving from god knows where. We get to the media tent. Charge our phones (oh by the way. Still no good reception down here. It’s insane. WiFi doesn’t even work). Then off to pack up the tent as John shoots some live footage of The Chemist, who were our first interview of the day.
Backstage, after the struggle with security to get in… AGAIN, we do our interview with The Chemist, I don’t have headphone and can’t hear shit. There is a camera problem and cards need to be changed… all really boring and you don’t need to hear about this… It’s still fucking hot!
In between interviews I get a text from a friend saying:
Quote of the festival from some young girl: “Why are their two Australian flags and one Japanese flag”… The Japanese Flag she was referring to was the Aboriginal flag … I Almost fell over laughing. Are fucking kids these days THAT dumb? Yes, yes they are. Sure I’ve mistaken flags before. Most people have. It’s easy to mix up the Australian and New Zealand flag or the Holland and French Flags. But the Japanese Flag and the Aboriginal Flag? C’mon! I’m sorry but the girl who originally said that; Retard, from an uneducated and racially sterile background. Idiot!
Back to the interviews: We shot Tim & Jean followed by Grace Woodroofe (to whom I said “have a good show, even though she’d already played… felt like a fool, but beer made that feeling go away quick) followed by Tame Impala. All interviews went well but I didn’t get a chance to see Sleigh Bells. But at that stage it didn’t matter. It was just Far too fucking hot to move and I preferred just sitting in the shade drinking free soft drinks. Ahhhhh refreshing…
Back to the media tent and caught the last half of Paul Kelly. He had a massive crowd, both young and old. The kids and the olds love him. Plus the man has simply amazing songs, so it was good that I got to see him for a bit.
The Mystery of the Torn Porn.
Pages and pages of torn hardcore porn are scattered around the media tent and a few questions come to mind.
1) Who buys Porn mags anymore? We have the internet, we’re all tech savvy, why would we need a still pic when we can latterly type anything our hearts desire into a search engine and we’ll have it there.
2) Who in the Media would bring Porn? No one was the answer but there was an even split between guys and girls in the tent, all of us working our asses off and none of us with the time on our hands to bat one out in between sets.
Answer: Maybe security? I donno, there was speculation, and upon further investigation there were more torn pages in the porta-loo behind the Media tent than scattered throughout, but the mystery will live on.
That was our two days. We left right after Tame Impala and didn’t stay for the Klaxons or A-Track. We all just wanted to go home and have a real shower.
SOUTHBOUND this year wasn’t my favourite. The National made it worthwhile but the line-up was all over the place. The crowds seemed thin here and there and the heat made it ridiculous. As always the organisation was great and we had access to lots of things the average punter doesn’t which is great to share with you all, but there was only one band I saw that stood out and the other I saw was ok, and it was too fucking hot to see the last one I wanted to see. I had fun, I always do but being so close to the new year and so close to BREAKFEST was maybe not the best move this year for SOUTHBOUND 2011. All in all though the punters will decide if they enjoyed it or not.
This isn’t a review, just an opinion on what happened and how. Take it or leave it.
Read the First Part of AAron’s adventures
See Court Macah’s Band photos
Read Chris Callan’s take on the Southbound experience
See Court Maccah’s photos of the crowd and other wild animals