Australia is a place I've wanted to visit all my life. I'm not someone with a bucket list, but if I kept one, a motorcycle run across Australia would be near the top of it. I think I'd do pretty well getting along Down Under because I've amassed a wealth of knowledge about Australia in my lifelong studies of album covers.
Because I was curious what game the boys were playing on Little River Band's Sleeper Catcher, I know how to play Two Up and what the sleeper catcher is.
Thanks to Air Supply, I know all about Sydney's Royal Botanic Gardens and that the Tropical Center has been demolished.
Not an Australian band, but thanks to the debut Quarterflash album, I know the proper usage of the Aussie phrase "a quarter flash and three quarters folly."
Because of Midnight Oil's Red Sails In The Sunset, I am familiar with Sydney Harbor and empathize with the Aussie stance on nuclear weapons.
Cold Chisel's East is the only reason I know anything about The Death of Marat by Jacques-Louis David. Jacques was French, not Australian, but Cold Chisel is.
From Men At Work's Cargo album cover, I learned that, in Australia, you cannot fucking find Waldo.
From Olivia Newton-John's Totally Hot, I learned that...well, I didn't learn anything, but thank you Olivia Newton-John's Totally Hot.
So, obviously, I'm an expert in Australian culture, geography and hotness.
G'day.
I love the Aussie, stereotypical Aussie I guess, attitude to life.
I always reckon that's what Scots would be like if we'd evolved living in a hot country........with no sectarianism......... and without the self-destructive streak............and the chip on our shoulder.............
I think the highlight of the story is that there's an Australian guy called Tex.
This story needs to be made into an album cover.
Stranded day-drinkers discover that beer, air mattresses, and the Indian Ocean don’t mix
On the other side of the world is a land where 22,000 miles of coastline kisses a vast expanse of seemingly infinite ocean. It is a land where the beer flows freely, which presumably helps people forget that giant spiders stalk them at every turn. I am talking, of course, about Australia, where last Saturday two men either didn’t notice or didn’t mind that the inflatable mattress they were day-drinking on was drifting out to sea.
Jackson Perry and Noah Palmer had taken the air mattress and a cooler full of beer into the water in front of Palmer’s oceanside house, located just south of Perth on Australia’s West Coast. They’d intended to spend the day relaxing no more than 50 yards from shore, but the wind had other plans.
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“We couldn’t paddle against the wind and we just kept going further and further out,” said Perry in an interview with Sunrise, an Australian morning news program. “We only aimed to be 100 metres offshore, max, and before we knew it we were out to sea.”
With the batteries on their phones dwindling, Palmer and Perry called their friend Tex, who they knew was about 30 minutes away from their location. As the wind carried them two-and-a-half miles out into the Indian Ocean, the pair noticed they were gradually sinking, due to the fact the mattress was full of pinholes. To stay afloat, Palmer jumped off the mattress every few minutes and reinflated it manually while the duo waited for help to arrive.
After three hours of drifting, Tex arrived on a jet ski to rescue his friends, and was quickly followed by a team of volunteer rescuers who helped bring Perry and Palmer to shore. When asked if they had any advice to other people who enjoy drinking on floating air mattresses, Perry said to “definitely check the wind forecast before anything,” but expressed no regrets about his death-defying adventure into the briny blue expanse. “Other than that, we had a pretty good time.”
I read Bruce's tribute but did not realise Michael Gudinski founded Mushroom Records. One of my all time favourite albums is on that label. Screaming Targets by Jo Jo Zep & The Falcons featuring the great Joe Camilleri. I searched for a CD copy for years and eventually ended up with an Australian import copy of Mush32166.2
On the topic of Australian music, we've lost a giant overnight in record company mogul and tour promoter Michael Gudinski.
While the record company he founded, Mushroom, was home to many of Australia's greatest artists from the 70's, 80's and 90's, his international recognition comes from his Frontier Touring company, where he promoted tours by many of the world's biggest artists. McCartney, Elton, the Stones... and all Bruce's tours since 2013.
A fantastic, moving statement in tribute from Bruce on the official website and on FB.
RIP, Michael. So much of the music I grew up with and loved only reached my heart and soul because you recorded and released it.
As for finding Waldo... we're too lazy for that stuff. "Waldo? Fuck Waldo, just pass me another frothie, ya flamin' galah"...
Sydney Harbour actually looks a bit better in person than the Midnight Oil album cover would suggest....
What have I learnt about the US from album covers? Apparently, there is no such thing as a dude just standing in front of a flag. He is either declaring his undying love and blind patriotism for his country, or he is pissing on the flag. There is no middle ground.
I love this thread, but only because JF knows more about Australia than I do.
All are welcome... well, not at the moment, but hopefully soon.
Excellent post Chef... Really enjoyed that. Including the gratuitous ONJ content.
I've learnt that there are people there who really like Bruce Springsteen
Sorry! 😁
He was a good looking kid.
If we're talking about Australian hotness...