09 May, 2012
Friday morning saw me fill my suitcase with furs, shoes, frocks and pearls and head on up Tambourine Mountain to get myself settled and set up for the fantastic weekend ahead. After a few false starts (third times the charm) we were hurtling down the highway to a soundtrack of Go Cat Go and looking to the sky to judge the weather for the upcoming events.
As we made our way along the windy roads that curve through the beautiful rainforest of the Mountain we spotted plenty of rods and kustoms headed through town and parked out the front of The Mount Tambourine Motel which was to be our HQ for the weekend. The rooms were deceptively spacious with all the necessities and a big comfy bed (we knew we’d be needing that!) but best of all we had a lovely little balcony that opened out to some GORGEOUS views!
|Ahhh the serenity|
After a few sly Sailor Jerry’s it was time to get ready for the Rockabilly Ball. I chose this gorgeous vintage blue rayon and lace number kindly given to me by Tracey. It’s such a lovely colour, it’s so wonderfully comfortable to wear and best of all it’s very modest on the bust which is excellent for me as I don’t have to spend the night worry about wardrobe malfunctions, especially when I’m dancing. As the temperature was quite cool on the mountain I teamed it with my leopard fur coat and a white and diamante hair flower and two tone black and white spat heels finished off the look.
|Aren't Lorraine & Ramona just a vision!?|
|The Drey Rollan Band rockin it|
Next up was Rocket To Memphis from Western Australia, also another Garterbelts favourite had the crowd stomping and hip shakin to their infectious voodoo jungle rhythm. Fronted by Betty Bombshell and backed by Razor Jack Memphis, Shotgun Pete and Voodoo Viv these daddies of the devil’s music take you on a wild ride of rockabilly, swamp and 60s garage verging on sinful but staying just on the right side of rockin, grinding bliss.
|The always glamourous Chrissy Keepence presenting the fashion parade|
Queensland’s very own Pete Martini and The Freight Jumpers picked up the pace bringing Melbourne favourite Warren Earl to the stage with their honky tonk western swing. The dancers had the floor packed to the twanging sounds of these cowboys, particularly with my favourite addition to any line up – a lap steel. I just love that resonating slick slide sound.
|Lock up your children, lock up your wife - Mars Attacks run for your life!!|
Finally, the moment I was most curious for – time for special guests all the way from Austria/Switzerland Mars Attacks to take to the stage. These guys were smooth, well-dressed and certainly well-received by the crowd. Playing a mix of original material as well as covers of old favourites including some Go Cat Go (my favourite), these guys brought the night to a riotous close.
I think the sign of a great performer is to always leave the crowd wanting more and these guys certainly succeeded. Thankfully they were also headlining the next night so we left on a high, knowing we wouldn’t have to wait too long to see these guys again. It was a big night bit it was off to bed with an even bigger smile on my face to try and get some beauty sleep before we were up early the next day to catch the Soap Box Derby.
Stay tuned tomorrow for all the shenanigans of grown men racing homemade contraptions down a great big hill!