The Life and Times of Peter Green
Archive: 22 February - 6 March 1999
The office is VERY quiet today, maybe it's the calm before the storm. The main
batch of calls that come in are around Ben and his new place, Estate Agents.
They always ask the same question, and it's always about money!
Looking forward to Sydney, a small break- hopefully "Y" will be back from
the first segment of the Stones tour- some time alone, one on one. Will be
great to catch up, really looking forward to it. Just feeling like talking.
Start working on our plant room, pot all the palms and hang up the
staghorns on the walls, starting to look great. Great place to sit and
work. Just like Studio 54- the gardens full of furniture, the house is full
of plants......My abode, gotta love it.
Wash the car, the problem with the big tree out front is that the car
doesn't get it's wash from God- when it rains....we miss that, so you know
who has to work double hard to keep the EK clean.
Finally getting used to being at home, though I was tempted to jump on a
flight and head to Santorini (Greek islands) for a week to check out houses
and office space. Eventually we want the office to move their for 4 or 5
months. Should be an experience. Ah technology, you can work almost
anywhere in the world. We like that too.
Pick up Shapiro and head to the airport, loads of traffic and he keeps
saying I'll miss my flight. I just shrug. Leave the car with the valet and
head to the first class lane, manage to get our sound person on the same
flight. Arrive Sydney at 11.00 and grab my hire car, it's white. Not Red.
We are staying at The Hampster (Hotel New Hampshire) at the Cross, it's a rock n
roll regular hangout...the foyer filled with B/ws of bands. Was here last
time with BCO.
Alan who use to be in the Mutton Birds and Ben call, they are eating aroud
the corner....it's pissing down with rain, which I don't mind. As we are
there Bic, wanders past, we call out and she joins us. She's like a pretty
little doll that's been left in the rain. She gives us all a present, a
rubber duck with soap on the bottom. Eventually rushes off for countless
press interviews. hey Bic it's nearly over...not far to go.
The gig tonight is a showcase at The Basement, totally sold out. Melbourne
in a few days, and some people are panicking, only 30 tickets sold. I spent
most of last weeking pushing some extra press through, so I'm hoping that
all kicks in.
Plus some of my best mates have promised to come along, so if nothing else
I'll know most of the room.
Take gear and sound person to gig, could of boxed his ears for the lack of
thankyou's. (ahem). It's really raining so I decide it's better to stay at
the gig, almost did the lights tonight, a very basic rig, really wanted to
didn't get any encouragement so I thought fuck it. Pissed me a bit as I
really wanted to learn some new stuff, even basic shit. Hung out with our
(well it's two shows, is that a tour?) Lesley...who we've nicknamed Aunty.
It's her first time and she is pretty easy to work with, and she asks for
help which is a nice thing, instead of pretending she knows all.
It's a good gig, great sound, Bic is in good form, a bit tired of it all,
but she rallys on. At one stage she gets the giggles and we all just crack
A new song "Gracie" is great.
End up back at the Hampster at 2.00 in the morning, spend most of the night
by myself, which sucked, just wanted to watch tv with someone and have them
give me a cuddle. Pissy eh? So much for the drugs sex and r/roll lifestyle,
it's very underated. Didn't sleep, at all....read and watch some silly
The rain kept falling ,all night long. Anyone got a rope?
"Y" turns up and heads straight to the hair"product",gee good morning to you too
Really nice to have breakfast alone, it's the only time I feel connected,
when it's one on one. Guess I'll just have to get use to enjoying any quota
happiness. Fuck that sounds sad. Do some shopping and head back to the
hotel. Promise Ben that I'd be back to drive him to the magazine launch, so
I'm hoping he hasn't left yet. Drop "Y" off at the other hotel and zoom to
the Hampster, shouldn't of bothered as Ben has a lift.
Go to the launch with the record company people and Bic. She bought this
great mohair pink jumper BUT it fluffs all over me, little balls of pink
fluff everywhere. All night I know exactly whom Bic has huged as they are
covered in a fine spray of pink fluff.
We arrive at the launch for "B" magazine and it's obvious they've spent a
fortune, mostly on food! Bic performs 3 songs, it's one of those talky
talky media crowds, that just can't seem to shut up when someone performs.
We all meet back at the hotel and walk to the local Japanese restaurant,YUM.
Be a bit wicked, but it comes back on me twofold and it's a night of sad
thoughts. Cheer myself up by calling Nicole in America and we talk for a
time (love those $100 phone calls), but she's worth it. Walk the corridors
and see who's awake, noone....eventually Boss Girl herself finds me and
that's always fun. She's a good mate.
Speak to leanne in Perth for an hour or so too.
Drive to the airport by myself, no one informs me there is a guitar in the boot
of the car and it almost gets left there. We all sit by ourselves on the plane,
the person next to me is just a beautifull creature and blows my mind by
asking me for a date! I had to turn to make sure that they wern't talking
to someone next to me....no me! EGO totally intact! Must be my new shower
gel?! Something is working. Go girl! Just what the doctor ordered.
Arrive Melbourne grab the car from the Valet...yieks that much. Ok, receipt
for tax. Drive Ben home, he somehow breaks the window handlebar off my
Call into the Northcote plant shop and buy all these long stem red roses
and odd looking plants. Fill the car. Nice to be home. Sleep all afternoon,
surrounded by plants.
Go shopping with the girls- Bic, Lesley, Alice and Fiona from the Record
Company and our (token she male) Allan. Allan gives up after shop #50.
We eat at The Conty, good to see Paul Kellys son working their, he tells me
that VM's is opening again soon and he'll be dj-ing one night a week. Cool,
he's anice kid, well i guess he's an adult now- he's 18.
Today is serious shopping day, we are really doing this big time. We end up
at Chapel Street Bizarre, Bic buying some 1950s czech green glass bowl
sets, and I buy my Mum a 1960s dinner set for her birthday in a week.
The other girls give up and I head to celebrity Wig with Bic, a girl is
having a long blonde hair extension added, she turns, see's Bic and jumps
out of the chair...RIPPPPPPPPP there goes the extension. She grabs Bic;s
arm and shakes it,
shaking and saying how she loves the SWAY single. This scene (minus the
hair extension bit) just happens ALL the time, so weird, even Neil Finn
doesn't get this sort of reaction. Anyway Bic settles for a long black
The gig is weird but totally packed, we went from 30 to 400 within a few days,
it gets so hot I strip to a singlet. Spencer from Paul Kelly's band scares
the hell out of me at the bar by grabbing me in the dark. He must of gauged
my reaction because he says "your amongst friends" (grin). Very Vulcan
It's a weird gig, the crowd are great between songs but no encore, everyone
just waits and waits, really hate that -"we expect an encore" attitude but
they don't make an attempt for one- so tonight - no encore, we won't do one
for the sake of it.
Classic moment of the night, I thought I'd lost my car, well I thought
someone had souvenired it, picture me walking around the back alleyways of
Brusnwick Street, huge guitar case in hand, Bic Runga on the other hand-
and no matter which street I head down- no EK.....eventually i found it but
I'm still not sure if that's where I really parked her! Bic was just fine
about it, laughing and reassuring me. Good mate.
We all end up eating food from Mr Juice-O in the Phoenix at 4.00 in the morning.
Well Mars is still in Scorpio so life for us Taureans is crazy and hectic.
The stars tell me that someone I haven't seen for a long time returns this
Brekky at the Elephant, the person that finally returned must be the
Elephants cook, because the food was GREAT today- first time in a long
Call Tim today and there is a message that he has zoomed off with Marie and
Harper for 2 weeks, but no one seems to know where to.
Have a meeting with Ian re: The Other Enz project, which finally after 3
1/2 years has picked up steam. If the first Other Enz double cd sells
well, then there is already talk of a second. I'm interested to hear if
they've remastered the demo of Tim Finn singing "They won't let my
girlfriend talk to me". I suggested they put that on the cd, it was such a
huge hit for Jimmy and The Boys in the eighties, one of the few songs Tim
has given to an artist, I think his version has a drum machine in it (from
memory- I haven't played it in ages). Anyway the meeting goes well and I
have to have the liner notes ready by next week. So The Other Enz is a
Head to EMI to pick up more Try Whistling This & Bonus cds. TWT is heading
to the 110,000 mark in Australia, which is really good, if it keeps selling
it will end up being double platinum in this country. Something Neil should
be proud of.
Call into my favourite flower place- and buy some huge planters and some
giant ferns for the balcony. Once again the car is full of plants.
"Y" was going to turn up but didn't, maybe a case of jettlag. Over it.
Start serious work on the Enz Gisborne 2000 show. feeding info out everywhere.
Trying to link with Noel Crombie to ok the Enz photos for the press, and to
pass on his True Colours Telstra Phonecard. The new Enz phonecards have
sold out everywhere, they have the purple and yellow album cover....on the
Was woken up last night by one of The Screaming Jets boys, calling
(actually he was trying to fax me on the private home number).....decided
I'll work with them for a bit longer, at least till they release the next
Melissa and Amy call by today- give her some money for the Apollo Bay
house, we are all escaping for some time on 40 acres near the beach , at
Easter. In theory I might have my motorbike by that stage, so I'll be doing
plenty of test rides.
Hope the 100 or so sheep on the property keep out of my way. getcha motor
running, riding down the highway, looking for adventure etc etc.
Sign on to Green Fleet. The one thing I feel guilty about with my car is
that it does use leaded petrol and no matter how clean I keep the various
motor parts etc, it's just bad for the air. Each year the average car dumps
4.3 tonnes of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere, one of the major gasses
that contributes to global warming. Fair enough I drive my car once a week,
so I probably pollute 2/3 less then everyone else but still I get the
guilts. So I signed onto Green Fleet. They plant seven trees for you which
are fast growing, and over their lifetime they convert the carbon dioxide
from my car annually into fresh air and store the carbon in their wood.
It's a great idea, & the more trees the better.
God knows what I did today.....went mad maybe? The Diary page is blank.
Maybe you should all use this time to go to the loo, have some (healthy)
food, remove those nasal hairs, do all those little things that your body
requires. Chant a mantra....whatever. Nothing happened today- I think I was
spirited away by angels?!
I know I stayed up late watching the latest Voyager episodes with Jj.
Famous for 16 Minutes is now up to 46,000 hits, remember we are giving a
special prize to the lucly 50,000 hit. Just print it out and send it to us
at P.o. box 333 Prahran Vic. 3181 Australia. Remember to include your name
Has a year gone by already, ok it's my Mum's birthday. She won't read this
anyway as I'm sure she doesn't want to know what trouble I get up to.
Anyway Mum have a fine birthday. I love you...and Sis too.
Have brekky with Marky, Jj and Toija. A familiar site awaits us- it's Miss
Candee and I think she is having one of her corporate meetings. She told me
she paid $70 to get her "hair" just right.
Jj and Toija leave for their work, but Mark and myself are not that lucky.
Candee decides it's time for a song, she pulls the Priscilla soundtrack out
of her tights and gives us all a tune..... just makes me laugh. The brekky
crowd applaud her.
"Hey I haven't lost it"! She grunts.
As I said to someone, you have to HAVE IT in the first place to Loose it!
Over the next 30 minutes Candee retured to her usual fine form- VERY LOUD.
Someone mentioned Monica Lewinsky and she said "I've gotta have a role
model don't I"?!
I get Scotty to take some more beer to her table and put it on my tab!
My friends Marilyn and Richard from Sydney drop in, so I blow out going to
Gym to hangout with them for awhile, have a walk around Prahran. Good to
Dinner at Alternative, work with Mark till 1.30 in the morning.
Wake up to the locust invasion buzz of Melbourne's Grand Prix. Glad it's
nearly over. They should actually have it at a real race track not a park.
Marky B calls and it's always good to chat to one of my favourite crew people,
wish we had another tour coming up- Marky B, Jules, Rosie and Robbie, Dee,
Privet, miss them all a lot.
Spend the day working with Marky G (not B).
Hmm think that about sums it up, just work and more work...... take care
everyone and come visit again soon.
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