The Life and Times of Peter Green
Archive: 3 April - 18 April 1999
Wake up early, slept really well at the beach house, considering the mattress
was like a sack of potatoes. Decide to hit the beach, Melissa and myself are
up for some waves on our boards. Amy is uhming and arghing just doesn't
know what she is doing, Mark is happy to film us making tools of ourselves.
Wear my wetty back the front in the hope of creating a new fashion blitz of
the surf world...decide it looks better the 'correct way" and change it in
Talk about a good fit....body condom or what!
The beach is great, Australia has those incredible golden sands, I remember
my first English beach- I stared in horror at the grey sand and rocks. Give
golden sand and blue ocean anyday, what a great country.
A few riders out, mainly the Easter holiday crowd. Amy does some weird
freakout and goes home. At this stage I'm thinking no great loss. She needs
a course in manners. Mel and myself have a great time, Mark probably filmed
some tragic moments, I decide to do a slow wetsuit peel off for the
camera.....now if I just had the body to go with my slow sexual
tease/strip! Oh well, we are what we are,
even ill mannered people have a right to live !
Some photos of the beach surf and the view from the house are in the photo-
images area of the F/16 site. Yes even PG in a very tight wetsuit! Cmon you
guys I know I tempt you, and I'm the love oil of your dreams (grin).
Back to the house and get the fire going, sit on the verandah and watch the
sheep. Mark is convinced that he can catch one, keeps us amused for awhile.
Cook dinner again, still no thankyou from Miss manners. I know she sold
everything to come to Australia but did she have to sell her personality
politeness as well? OK I'm sounding bitchy, but we are all a bit over it.
She'll make a cup of tea and never ask if anyone wants one, she'll decide
she wants to use the dryer and remove your gear so hers can go
in.....she'll say two words to you all day...what is wrong with this
person? Nah just not right, it's not a good enviroment to spend time in,
especially on a week off.
As revenge I whip her arse during a passionate game of UNO. (grin).
Up early and cook everyone bacon and eggs and toast. Watch the fox walk
through the grass outfront after a night out. It's probably all the sheep,
I think it likes legs of lamb for dinner (urgh).
Go for a hike with Mark to the top of the fire trail, through bushes and
thickets,incredible views and fresh blackberrys for lunch. Great scars on
my legs and arms and other body parts too numerous to mention.
Sit in the branches of a white gum tree and have a spliff, bright red Rosella's
fly around and about 50 white Australia cockatoo's land near by- screeching
and carrying on. The fox is now walking up the fire track- he has an
and such a pointy nose. Just want to take him home. Gryphon is back to nature.
We get back to the house and it's time to feed Hairball, she has adjusted
really well, sleeping in front of the fire, walking out on the verandah and
just stares at the surf- her first time by the sea...and I don't think this
city cat can
understand what the ocean is. Kind of scares and amazes her at the same time.
For a time Hairball went missing, Amy who was in the kitchen says she heard
her outside, so we walk all around the roads and bushes calling her .....no
has vanished. We look through the house and she turns up in a kitchen cupboard,
right next to where Amy was. At least she is ok, Mark would be devastated
if something happened to that damn cat.
Robin and Trudy drive down for a visit, which is great- some happy faces
and they say more then one word. We head to Apollo Bay and I shout them
easter lunch at La Bimba. It's a great town, good food, good friends, feels
I'm driving Mark back to the office today, will stay at home for a night,
pick up the computer so I can do some work, seeing the conversation is
We take the alternative route, via the Otway ranges, heaps of forests, and
no towns. The Gryphon mobile gliding through the treescape, we end up at
home at dusk.
Once more hairball does her loose jaw "smile" all the way home.....so damn
strange and amusing. The poor old car, she made it. Sleep well in my own
little bed. Ok my damn big bed.
Coffee at the Elephant with Mark, Scotty and Ben 1- the Elephant Boys. Ben 1 is
a bit "planet loon".....too much partying at all the Easter raves, he talks
more the me....so that alone is scary. But he's good company and the two
Elephant boys just keep me in stiches all morning.
Get a call to attend the Vali Myers art opening. She is one of my faourite
two great artists, so it's kind of exciting. We've gone to her other
openings at Emerald Hill, but I've always been a bit shy going up to her.
So tonight will be fun. I want a photo with her at some stage.......
Catch up with Renee and Jj, return Jj's wheelchair, he is almost walking like
normal, possibly the luckiest man alive this year. Another inch and he
would be in a wheelchair for life.
We head to ROAR studios at Brunswick Street....for the Vali Exhibition.
Hail Vali Myers Queen of the Ferals. It's totally packed, punks, ferals,
new age and old age aristocrats, priests and prostitutes.A tang of old
family money is in the air. The ferals surround her, like a pack of wild
dogs protecting their queen. Far more people then Emerald Hill. Squashed
onto sheep skin rugs, sipping wine and being ever so bohemian....gotta love
She's still incredible, tribal face tattoo's, tats on her arms and legs,
great big black racoon style eyeliner and amazing henna'd red hair. She
was born on August 2nd 1930- so she's almost 70. She takes me aside and
tells me she almost died last year of a brain aneurism that kept her
hospitalised for many,many
months. I watch her and think that nothing short of God himself could stop
Vali Myers if she had her mind set on something. So I bet her art and love
of life just kicked deaths butt....here she is today.
She shares time between Melbourne and "Il Porto". "Il Porto" is a wild
canyon that she lives in, near Positano, Salerno (Italy). She lives there
with her family of animals, and vowed to spend her life preserving the
canyon and it's wildlife. The World Wild Life Fund has now registered this
oasis, and the valley is financed solely from the sales of Vali's art.
She is loved world wide- Jagger Robbo Cop Man, Donovan and Salvador Dali all
bow at her feet. Tennessee Williams based his character "Carol" from
Orpheus Descending on Vali. Vali rocks...even at 70. Recently the geek Girl
site had her as artist of the month.
She left Australia and finally returned 40 years later "I had to go walkabout ,
Peter, even when I returned I came back with my coffee expresso machine as
I didn't think Australia had any coffee shops". Things change in 40 years
She is great, she has a fire that burns unlike any other that I have met.
Vali Myers is one of my heroes....and looking around me her romance with
the people of Melbourne has oly just begun.
Mark is freaked out by the size of the crowd and we head to Nyala, the African
restaurant for dinner. We'll catch up with Vali in a few days, when the madness
Head back to Apollo Bay because I promise to pick Mel and Amy up....just as
I'm walking out the door Melissa calls and says they might already have a
Great I think, I get stuck with a hire car for three days.
I arrive at the bay after taking the alternative route- stop at the Feral
Gallery (what is this about me and Ferals this week)?
Overcast and all the Campers have left the beach.
I get about 10 words from Melissa and nothing from the Troll, so I decide to go
for a swim, they've already zoomed off...but have taken the keys so I can't
lock up. So I house sit for 3 hours, and basically work on the computer and
watch the wildlife.
Just a totally weird feeling, decide to head home. One boy, two lesbians, hmmm
not really a good time, especially when they are living in the bedroom.
Get all my gear into the car and head home.
Now it's getting late, and I'm on the alternative route, not a single car
the whole time. Decide I should call home and let Mark know I'm coming back
so he doesn't think it's a stalker or burgular breaking in.
I find a lone phone box which has the dimmest lit light in the whole world.
Two fireflys having sex have more light then this phone box. A cold fog is
rolling out of the surrounding forest, it's just a bit too X-files for me.
So I pull over, leave the lights on, motor runing and the Beatles Revolver
album playing loud. I head towards the phone box and suddenly pitch black,
the car dies, lights all go out. I yelp.
I look above the forest and a globe of ghoulish green is descending down
towards the trees, it has a greenish glowing tail......I laugh (even though
every body hair is standing on end)....Marsh gas I convince myself...has to
be, the fog, car dying, God is having fun. Suddenly it goes to the right
and then the left and the the right again.....manoeuvre's......ahhh marsh
gas in the wind???????
I jump in the phone box and I only have a $2 coin ...call home and tell
Mark I'm on my way.He asks if I'm ok.....I decide not to say a thing about
the "gas ball"
as I know he'll piss himself laughing...he asks where I am and I look up
the spot on the phone wall.....just in case I'm never seen of again-at
least he knows my last location. I tell him and have to hang up......I
waste the other $1.20. Sitting behind the glass is an
advertisement...(this is the good part)
It says "Have you called home yet".......it has a huge UFO flying over a
FOREST! I laugh and then almost scream...walk very fast to the car. It
doesn't start. After several attempts (and me widing up the windows and
locking all the doors) it kicks over and I screech out back into the night.
I sing VERY loud Beatles songs all the way home. I was ever so glad to see
those city lights.
Kevin has put "My time is now" on a dat tape for the upcoming "Other Enz" cd ,
it will be one of the earliest LLT recordings ever issued (pre "Thumbs EP" & pre
"Hellbent" ep). It was recorded at the original "Lodge" at East St Kilda in
the Summer of 1996 (November) and Noel Crombie is sitting in on percussion,
so with Ex Enz members-Hester and Crombie it seems perfect to go on Other
Had a rush of emails from people who have read this site for the first time,
I guess it will be a week away before we hit 50,000...still a lot of new
people have been checking it out.
Neil has been zooming around the USA I thought he was lookig for producers but
it seems to be more about doing the two shows and then some writing and I
guess some "experiences". Fran tells me that Steve and the gang in the UK
have the front row at Royal Albert Hall, he must of lined up all night.
Get my booking together to head off to New Zealand for a few days, we have
our Enz meeting on, Gizzy 2000 stuff and other bits and pieces. If we do
some merchandise I'd love to have some Enz watches and neat stuff like
that. Am going to hassle Eddie Rayner a bit to finally get the Luton Tapes
off and running...
it always gets bogged down in politics and copyright.
Bic gives me a call and has her new house, so I hope we can go shopping for
furniture etc.Will be good to see everyone.
Well Neil plays Royal Albert Hall for the Linda McCartney Tribute.....the
internet is running hot regarding Sinead O'Connors stupid comments.....we
all know she has had a hard week but what a knob-head she can be. I use to
think there was a good side to her but now I just think she's a fuckwit.
Was going through my Enzso file and I found some of Neils original
handwritten lyrics for the "extra" stuff on "Message to my girl"...when
they did it on the Enzso tour. It had to have this extra bit added.....the
"through this colour I was born
from the bosom to my face
in a zephyr special car
in the future here we are
everything you see is real
everything you touch is art
and it's time I made myself clear"
Love finding stuff like this, a few years back young Nick Seymour sent me a
small painting that was used for the Crowdies Xmas card and I found that in
the files too....it has Paul as the Xmas angel...and you see Nick and Neils
arms reaching out across the mixing desk...all nice thick oil paint. Looks
Nick is such a good artist, wish he'd do a major show. Filthy Rich is
getting quite a collection of artwork.
Call a few people and annoy them, in the mood to visit people. Ben is in a
Ben mood and I vow to annoy him the most.....on the way I call into Roar as
I need to speak to Vali about buying a painting. She rarely sells them
these days and only has about 30 left. Two hours later and she has me
pissed as a fart on some lebanese "creation". Sally the original creator of
Dangerfield is there too, and she spots my Dangerfield shirt- its an
original from the very early days. It has lasted through so many washes.
Vali takes me on the guided tour, shows me some pictures of her parents,
and her pet dingo and fox. Really brilliant- talk of our heritage, and the
madness of life. She grabs my hand and says yes "a painting is yours". I
She signs some Vali postcards for the boys.
Ben is blown away by her look, think its the hair and face tattoos (grin).
Really nice day.
Brekky at the Elephant with some friends, and then Rachel from the UK calls
by. She is Robbie (our caterers) best friend, so we have lunch at the
Scotty fusses and gives us free drinks (more alcohol...Betty Ford I hear
Make it to the Gym......all pain some gain. get that booze out of your
Well Beck leaves soon for some Seekers gigs, at Twin Towns so I hope she
keeps away from the surf, can't have two friends getting crushed vertebrae
in one month.
The kids next door are being noisy pricks and Mark almost climbs the fence
and kills one.....so we play it by ear and finally complain to the owners,
agent, body-corporate etc. We have been the only people who haven't
complained, till now. Even "Amazing Grace" behind us has threatened to "buy
a weapon" and "use it". A pistol packing eighty year old.
Send poor Nicole some long long email...god I was ranting.....sorry Nic.
just wanted you "two" to get the full picture.! Just me, ignore it.
Mark tells me that 5 years ago today Paul Hester left the Crowdies! seems
Have brekky at The Galleon with Dugald, one of our logest serving crew persons.
He's great, such a good aussie bloke. He surfs ok too, and has the best
chest wig in the business (haha).
Head to Roar to work out the final date to see Vali for the painting. She asks
me if I have my camera and we pose for a photo. Deb will have it on the
F/16 photo/images area soon...Vali will probably freak a few of you
conservatives out (grin) remember she is a seventy year old Grandmother
(her dingo just had puppys).
We head to cafe Nova on Brunswick St for lunch, I'm very brave and pass on
the desert (the cheesecake is great here). I like Nova.....sort of cafe I'd
like to own. Kid of hip but not too stupid.
Next door has been very very quiet, I think they got the message. (grin).
So old Grace can put away her six shooter.
Send out some more Andy flyers, I always worry about the gigs at The Conty
on Greville Street...you can never tell how full they will be- walk up is
everything. Andy calls later on and tells me that Sydney was great, Tim
make it to his shows, he was still in NZ but Andy says his "towel did"
(what does that mean ANDY?).
Scan some more photos for Deb to use on the F/16 site, had a few requests
of a shot of PG the "fallen angel" from New Years Eve...so that will be in
the photo area as well.
Jackie Carella from the States is our lucky 50,000th "hit" on this site so
she wins the special prize pack. Wow the last few days have been insane,
turning like crazy, when it got to the last 50 you guys almost fried the system!
So congrats to Janet and thanks to the rest of the readers. Can't believe
50,000 came about so quick. May is the release date for the Diary book.
Head out at 2.00 in the morning, all by myself and put up some Andy gig posters
want to guarantee a crowd. It's cold and wet.
Kevin calls by with the cassette of LLT and Neil Finn live at the Shed, its
Hessie, LLT and Neil Finn performing Kare Kare...live. It wasn't played on
the Shed show, so go to the LLT website http://www.frenz.com/LLT/ and it
up on the sound area soon. Frenz.Com gets another unique first. Thanks to all
the people who made this possible.
Hey does anyone know when the Shed shows will be shown in NZ, we are all in
the dark here, so if any NZers can find out let us know. Crazy that
management has to ask....but sometimes it's like that.
Speaking of LLT, the recording is going fine, they have quite a few "parts"
of songs recorded, and will end up with some finished ones. These will go
out to a few producers, and the band will continue building up their
recorded tunes till they have an album. Some talk of a special bonus LLT
Live cd with the first
"X" amount of copies. The band play the Punters Club- Brusnwick St, Fitzroy
(Melbourne) on May 21st. So call up the Punters and see if they are selling
advance tickets and maybe what time they are on. It will be a sellout show.
Have lunch at the Elephant with ol' friend Craig...some good gossip and stuff.
I buy a book on "The most beautiful villages of Greece"...really great photos,
and inspired for when the office moves to Santorini for its 6 months sabatical.
Haven't heard from Alison all week, guess she is still getting the glue out
of her hair? She looked pretty cute in that new dress.
We have some post gig drinks at the house for Andys Conty show, nearly
everyone got stuck in traffic, so it was more like post-gig slammers. All
the candles were burning on the balcony.....felt very confortable ,nearly
didn't want to leave. Entrenched. Just tired.
We all walk down to Ramjets for dinner....lost my appetite...half a bowl of
soup. Mark did some serious drinking....Rosemaree was sensible...after a
few slammers and a bottle of wine. Fran almost licked the plate dry and
Lara has an anti-avocado thing.(So Mark the eating machine helped himself
to her fruit.)!!!
We walked through the mist to the Conty, and thankfully the crowd started
to build. Was't packed but far from sparce and by the second half of the
was a good crowd. "Speechless" and "Penelope Tree" (ALT tune) went over
very well and "Between a man and a woman" was great too. Andy looked much
taller with his new haircut, was a good gig. Felt tired and was home by
he told me later that he loved how the crowd got a bit "frisky" towards the end.
A very overcast day in Melbourne, Summer is officially well over...and the
grey days have arrived- which is fine by me....roll on Winter.
My ticket arrives for NZ and I'll be staying in the apartments in Auckland
with the rest of the guys. Wow all of Split Enz together again, how cool is
Jj ad Miss Renee give me a call, catch up with the at Revolver and Renee
makes a killer coffee....Revolver is looking exceptionally grotty
some new couches. Jj's doctor has discovered that apart from all the
cracked vertebrae he also has some serious cracked ribs. So he has to take
it easy and stop rushing, silly boy.
Head to the newsagents and I get a great issue of Scientific American, what
a great magazine, isn't this the one that was originally owned by Porn King
Larry Flynt? What a guy!
Mark is still going on about his damn dream.....but I can't talk about that
one, dear reader...sorry. His turn to cook tonight and we don't eat if we
piss him off. Typical Leo. Using food for blackmail.
Andy White calls and is heading off to Adelaide and Perth, he's going to
catch up with Leanne in Perth. She'll look after him...we all babysit Andy.
That's it for now, guess my next Diary update will be from NZ. Hopefully
going to film a Neil interview for the Video Newsletter, we thought it best
to delay the Video till mid May so we can get this interview, keeps it nice
and fresh. Also there will be a live version of "Spirit of the stairs" on
Hope everyone is well, wow 50,ooo+ hits, who would of thought. Special
Deb for keeping it going (and being wise) [ed note: thanks and thanks to you!]. Now that we have reached 50,000,
I have a second wind (or was that just last nights soup?)
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