g's Journal

Being famous and unknown in Wellington
Got to Welli on Thurs morning. Decided to stay in a backpackers for the first few nights since my interviews on Friday started at 8AM so wanted to get a good nights sleep (jo - thanks for the offer of a couch, maybe next time). The Radio Active interview was fairly brief and meandering, despite the fact that Jed was nice enough to brew up some coffee for me. The National Radio interview was more extensive and ran to about twenty minutes. I have never had such and opportunity to just blah on and on about hip hop!

Spent last night hanging out with some of the other cheapskates from the hostel - mainly a guy from Fielding who was just down for the night. He insisted I come back to his girlfriend's room to listen to some Tupac. She had the same kind of single room as I did but she had posters on her wall and loads of gear. It turned out she was actually living there - if you stay for a decent period of time, you just pay $120 per week. Apparently one of the older guys in the place has been there 25 years. Must be because the showers are so good (or maybe cause my flat has such a terrible shower ... and the second washing machine in a month has just died ... maybe I'll just stay here too).

The guy from Fielding and his girlfriend were drinking black Zambuca with a girl from England. I wasn't really in the mood for going out so I just hung out and drunk tea until I got bored.

Tonight I'm gonna to Indigo. Kinda a boring choice of places to go since that's where we played the last time we were down here and two of the groups playing are actually from AK (Coco Solid and the Blunts) but I definitely didn't feel like forking out $40 to see Fat Freddy's for the millionth time. I think Nick Bollinger's band is playing tomorrow evening so I might go surprise him with a visit.

Then it's off to the Novotel and the Montana awards on Monday. I have decided not to wear a suit since I don't want the other authors to ask me to bring them food and drinks all night. I'm usually not a big wine drinker but I think a little dutch courage might be necessary to get through the whole surreal event.

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