The Life and Times of Peter Green
Archive: 23 April - 7 May 2000
Start work on some video dubs for the guy who's writing the script for the
possible Skyhooks movie.....clips, interviews etc, should be just what he
needs. It's one of those long term projects so who knows when they will
The weather is just fantastic, walked out the door this morning and the
golden leaves fell around me like confetti at a wedding.
Had all these phantom calls on my mobile today- turns out it was Mark
Lizotte trying to call me from America.......he's doing his first show in
ages at New York city's Mercury lounge. It's on May 24th and is located at
217 East Houston St. NYC. (Ph-2604700) So hopefully some of our New York
readers can attend, he's great live.
Neil plays at Byron Bay Blues Festival today. The family have been at Byron
for a few days having a holiday of sorts. Plays for about 1 1/2 hours- three
of the new songs in the set and they are lapped up .Notice that he has
dragged Crocodile Rock out again (well some of it) in the set.
Guess Its late August for the tour , but he hasn't mentioned anything to me
Marks Dad and Kerry take us to breakfast, Babble (where else!)...but they
loved the coffee. It was very quiet, seems like half of Melbourne is still
away on holidays. I like it when you have those "the bomb has just dropped"
sort of days....empty streets and not a smoker in sight at breakfast.
"Surely there are,in everyone's life, certain connections, twists and turns
which pass awhile under the category of Chance, but at the last, well
examined, prove to be the very hand of God".
That's what today felt like.......
Spot a very small birds nest high in the tree out front, decide to have a
look in it..and climb and climb. For a moment I really knew what Jack felt
like climbing that beanstalk. I was higher then the house, could see the sea
and the clouds floated by below me. But alas it was an old haunt, vacated
last year and no new birdie tenants had moved in. I envy at how well it's
woven and hope that another family come by to live when the weather gets
It's bill day and all my pay goes to Citipower, Telstra, the Gas company,
Amercian Express and the ANZ bank. But I can still buy breakfast. Birds
don't pay bills....imagine that.
Finally get a call that the last 6 Other Enz covers are on their way, I
decide it's the last time I try and get multi autographs on things like
this, someone always stuffs us up.....
Get some more travellex points, my freaky flyer account must be getting
close to half a million
by now......still have no idea where/when we are going. So much band work
and then I have my rough tour schedule....so I might as well love being at
home before we hit the road with our various acts.
Didn't sleep too well,so I wake up early and get ready for today's flight.
Grab my carry bags and jump in the cab...Marky is at the door
waving......making sure I'm gone before the hoards of women arrive to do
wild and naughty things to his lean bod. (grin). This time I have hidden my
spy camera to get proof!!!!
My taxi driver is very chirpy...and gets me to the airport on record time.
Spend the morning in the vip area of the freaky flyer lounge....Qantas
flights are delayed...so I have coffee and read. A woman comes up and says
"arn't you in Crowded House"......that kind of threw me...guess no one will
ever come up and say arn't you in Bardot (unless I wear a dress again).
Arrive Sydney and some Olympic related marathon is on, huge traffic jams and
delays....and it's not even the "real thing". How is Sydney going to cope.
End up at Grant's office....weird being back here for Bardot........the
walls are covered in Crowded House awards. GT takes me to see his new house,
which is under construction- really lovely , hell he's worked hard enough
I let him drive the hire car to the State as he knows all the tricky short
The girls are rehearsing, and it's crazy....but I still am amazed at how
good they are, in the middle of all this madness. I would of cracked by now.
Two months ago I would of said No to this project, but it's becoming very
enjoyable. The Tall Poppy syndrome is already starting here, as expected. I
go back to basics. Bardot are fun Pop,
work damn hard and the fans love them......they fulfill a place in the big
scheme. Like that's a crime?
I hate the "pay your dues" expression, such a load of crap. They put in the
hours, sure they have
some very professional people backing them (and they have Mark and I also
*grin*) .....in the end the public will decide.
It's good to be back at the State, some of the same staff. It's 50 tickets
short of a sellout but they will go in the afternoon. I ask Bill to give me
something to do- nothing worse then me sitting backstage like a shag on a
rock, so I end up with ticketing.
By the end of the night we have to find entrance tickets for 160 guests...we
have 30 tickets!
So between all of us we pull a few rabbits out of a hat and everyone gets in
The gig sells out, the hysteria flows through the doors.
The tv show is filming everything and I avoid the cameras (urgh). They
capture me in an area where I can't escape! basically the girls have 30
seconds for a quick costume change...the office door has no lock etc,
Tiffany is inside and I knew a camera was floating around.....so I did guard
duty........it was either suffer the camera or let the door come open to a
naked Bardot girl ( the
tv viewers would prefer the later). In the end we cut Tiffany out of her top
as the leather would just not come undone.
Thankfully I'd changed into my bondage patent leather pants and that great
mohair top I bought on Neil's UK tour.....the return of Mr Black. To make it
more perverse.....all the backup dancers walk out wearing patent leather.
The head of security joked that he could grab the guy on the end of the line
and I could take his place!!!! (OK I DO dance better that is true!).
Another gig...and it was good to see that Bardot do have some good
substance.....I was happy for them. It could of been a disaster, but once
again they have been thrown in the deep end and they have swam. Like 'em
hate 'em ....they are here. Good to work with some girls too (and that's not
a sexist comment), just a huge part of our work history has been with guys,
the very talented Bic Runga is the exception.
Plus I'm happy because I'm still working with Grant, Michael and the
loveable Bill. Always a good combination. They know what I do and just let
me do my stuff.
I decide to opt out on the after show party and drive down the coast to stay
with Mum and Sis.
I pull the car over before heading down the pass. Sit on the car bonnet and
watch the lights twinkle down on the plain. Go for a walk and get some cold
crisp air in my lungs. Phone the odd love one.
Arrive "home" at 1.00, wake my Mum up as my key is in Melbourne. She hugs me
and says "love those pants'. How cool, my 60 year old Mum digging patent
leather. She says in that "mothers know voice" you "look" hungry. True I
forgot to eat today.
My ham and cheese sandwich tastes like a million dollar meal. Restless
sleep.....like forces are at work, shaping my future. Odd thought....don't
like it one bit.
Go visit my uncle with Mum. Head over to the mall and find some cool PJ's
so I buy them. They are very sixties material. Great to wear on the tour
Mum makes a killer roast and my Sis and her boyfriend Mark turn up. So we
have a nice dinner, and this roast is just great. Nice to be home. The
weirdo next door is quiet......I think I scared him when I ran at him with
an axe...on the last visit.
Finish reading "Further tales of the city"...decide to go through the whole
Have a crappy sleep again ....toss and turn.
Up at 7.00 and have brekky. Drive to Sydney through the fog and rain. I
arrive at Paddington early
so head to Sloanes- who make a good cuppa. Buy some tulips for Bill and "E".
That way they can grow them again next year. They are lovely blood red.
We all have our Bardot meeting on the roof, it's just what I need to know.
Head off to the instore which is at Fox Studios.....7000 fans turn up.
Go up to the band room to chat to the girls, get a photo done, I look
huge.....part of it was the shirt that I wore...and also that Bardot are all
wearing skinny tops (grin). Will send Deb a jpeg of it and hopefully it will
go in the photo area of the F/16 site.
Another crazy bunch of fans, almost a riot at the end, fans running off with
chairs and the huge security fence collapses....I haven't seen this sort of
crazy fan stuff since the seventies, all ages too. The band sell 1000 albums
at the instore.
I say no to the boat cruise and decide that I can catch an early flight
home. I manage to loose the car, call Bill and thankfully he remembered the
level......what a turkey I am (grin).
Walk in the door just as Popstars the tv show starts. The phone run hot-
everyone calling- just saw you on tv etc etc. Cringe. I'm sure I looked
Fuck tv I'm just glad to be home in my own bed.
Another year zooms by....is it May already. God my birthday in ten days.
Well today Capitol have christened "Sacred Cow" day in America. That's the
song they are targeting USA radio with. I know stations like KFOG at San
Fran. have been playing it. The Afterglow c.d has an American release on May
23rd....the first 5000 have the bonus Neil interview disc.
Have to start work on the new Crowdies issue in a week....hope Neil has some
info. for us. The Neil frenz.com website hits the 145,000 mark, just wish we
had some more info to put up on it.
Rosemaree is helping out with some of the Bardot stuff, which is great,
she's good at reading my mind these days- workwise. (grin).
Mark's horoscope says he is about to get his fifteen minutes of fame...would
be better if they said sixteen minutes(grin).....while mine says the next 4
weeks my love life will get hotter and hotter...
and no matter what happens it will be worth it. Think I'll lock myself in
our broom cupboard.
Well my warning system is getting good...I knew something weird was going
on. The shit hit the fan today.....I did something dumb.......usually I'm
level headed but for once I let my heart win out over my head. I'm not
being a martyr....but I fucked up.
Kind of weird as I have just took this huge step.....avoiding the sad spots,
and thrown myself into work. My best friend is the most understanding person
in the world and that has been the only thing that has stopped me from
becoming fucked. No one knows what I'm talking about (well ok some of you)
so why am I writing this. Probably because today sucks and I'm an idiot.
Bring on Wednesday. Gee so much for my 4 weeks of a hot love life.
Really weird, I'm ok....wake up expecting to be miserable and I actually
laughed a few times.
Raymond J comes by Babble. You guys know Raymond J, he was co hosting
Hessies Shed, his little baby-born at the time of the Shed is a lovely
little girl...has it been that long.?
Get a call from Michael that the Bardot girls may drop by our house in the
next 30 minutes, Mark who is usually level headed looses the plot- drops
everything, screams, finds some plastic breasts and runs around the office
wearing them......he never gets freaky- it's like the Queen is dropping
in...naked! (Picture that-NOT!). Thankfully we get a call before we have to
strap him down- that the girls are now #1 in NZ and have to do some extra
press instead. Phew....now Mark can change his pants that he's pissed
Mark tells me that the "Puppetry of the Penis" people have an indie movie
out called Tackle Happy
....and that we should take Lara along with us to see it, does this mean
Mark will finally have to ask Lara on a date!!!?...Ok I'll be there too. Not
sure if I can eat malteasers while a naked man is on the screen doing "the
hamburger" with his balls and penis.
It's a cold wet Melbourne day so I wear Marks mohair jumper to the video
shoot. Mark said the girls will love it......as soon as they walk in they
all go "ohh nice jumper".
Sophie signs a sexy photo for Mark and about 50 posters.
The clip is only 2 hours behind which isn't too bad...and it's the perfect
time to chat and get to know everyone.
I suggest a pink tour bus for the Aussie tour......and you can imagine all
the "please Michael please..." I love causing caos. It all sounds a bit
Priscilla. Michael gives me "the look" (grin).
Get a surprise done for Miss Lara......and I know she reads this so she will
have to wait.
Arrive home and then head out again to Rosemaree's, she's hurt her
back.....too many weird positions from her "sex with the bay city rollers"
book.......subtitled "kinky things to do with tartan". I have always been
meaning to ask where she bought her thigh high tartan boots! (Grin).
She is a devil isn't she readers.
Well we are still here, the world hasn't came to an end...despite the
various planets that were in line....it did put many people on "heat"
though. Two dutch tourist tried to have sex with Mark in the cantaloupe
fruit area. They started with subtle reference to the cat food he was buying
for Miss Hairball...but we swing here in Prahran....and we got the subtle
message.....I had to intervene before we went near the condom and lube
aisle. Thank god we were still several aisles away from soft goods!!!!!!
Those dutch woman go off. (well Mark says so...and he'd know.)
Bernard at the Conty gives me a box of stamps for a small Tim mailout. Tim
plays The Conty on May 25/26th. The Bridge Hotel in Sydney on 27/28. USA
dates on Lynns Tim site.
Nelly at EMI mails me David Bridie's latest solo cd...liked the single but
the album seemed a bit long. Will have to play it again when I'm more in the
mood. Love the packaging.
Watch the latest Voyager in bed, some great sci fi effects in "Dragons
Teeth"....all the things that I love. All comfy and the rain is falling on
We worked hard today....think it's going to be like that for the rest of the
year, which I'm fine about. Read till the wee hours of the morning.
Sleep in a bit, hear from Leanne who is worried about me. She expected me to
be really freaked out over my shit day......maybe I am stronger then even I
realize. Nice to have some friends who check if I'm ok, Rosemaree was the
same. That's the stuff around friendships that I value the most. Johnnys
birthday today.....hope it's a special day for him.
Managed to catch up with Jj, Miss Renee and Bec at Bibida.-coffee.
All a bit dark, but I figure if I can be ok, then everyone else should be.
Give Bec her present, it's her birthday on Monday....I walked around the
city for two hours trying to find the small Berlitz travel book on Canada.
The Canada one is hard to find.....same with Jj's present was fussy with
both of them. Hope they liked them.
Hey the ONYA website awards voting starts May 13th. Remember to cast a vote
Neil website, Skyhooks website, Mark Lizotte website. That would be great.
Will put the address in the next F/16 update...every vote gets us some
exposure. Thanks to Deb for all her continual efforts.
Walk back down Greville Street and this girl goes' love your pants.." I
smile....and wonder if she is Dutch! I was going to say- "love your
clogs"..but she might of Buffy kicked me!
The sky is very grey.....so I just live on the computer all day.
hey don't forget Mark Lizotte's NYC show on May 24th.
Bic calls me in the evening,just checking I'm ok, which was really touching
as well, I feel very lucky.
Talk to my Mum tonight- about death, cremation, polishing headstones, loving
people while they are alive and sitting alone on hills at the beach. She
said I have my way of dealing with everything and she has hers........wonder
when I will get wise with my age?
Send Deb a jpeg of PG with Bardot. The only problem with 5 skinny girls in
tight shirts is that they make any guy look big! Next time I am going to
wear my super tight Anarchy top and work on my pecs! So Deb will probably
add the photo into the images area. I like working with girls.
I have that deer in head lights sort of look......
Rosemaree blows out breakfast, she is heading to Gisborne to find the second
volumne of the BCR sex book...she is a woman with a mission.
We decide to work all day.....which is a boring ending to this segment of
the F/16 site. Have to go practice our Puppetry of the Penis, we thought we
would do the "cover band version"........it's just very hard to do the
"Hamburger"...will have to ask the guys about that one.........ouch imagine
got it wrong......not quiet sure that God made dicks and balls for people to
make funny shapes out...
then again a Penis is pretty damn funny looking anyway!
Now there's a note to finish on.
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