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So, apparently, Australia is now one of the fattest countries in the world. Tasmania, it also turns out, is the fattest state in one of the fattest countries in the world. Now, I’m well aware that I’m not responsible in any way for that statistic – hell, I don’t even have an arse (note, for future reference: Linc has no arse) – but that’s gotta be a worrying sign. A state full of poor, unemployed, fat bogans that didn’t finish grade eleven. But we all knew that already.

I saw a uteload of said fat fuckers on my way back from Eastlands the other day. Imagine if you bought five human-sized balloons, stuck them in all in a car, and THEN inflated them until they consumed ALL CONCEIVABLE SPACE in the car. It was like Gilbert Grape’s mum had been squashed into a small aquarium fishtank.  This is basically what I saw. Fat. Fucks.

In other news. Lochie J put me onto this band. He calls them math rock, I call them awesome. They call themselves Giraffes? Giraffes! and I don’t know anything else about them. They don’t like giving much away on their website.

Check out the video Giraffes? Giraffes! live in New Hampshire (i can’t embed it for some reason)

The Scandal are about to launch a new 7″ single. I worked with the band in the studio a few months ago, and this is probably the best thing that’s I’ve produced so far. Check out the new single up on the band’s myspace.

It’s all finished. Nine cities, ten shows (eighteen for me if you count the solo support slots), couple thousand kilometres, one dirty taco and a handful of parasites down, and we’re about to get on a plane to come home.

Last night’s final show at the Public Bar was pretty good. Since most people we invited to the show said something like “where the hell is the public bar?”, we weren’t expecting much, but a few people came through the door. It was also our second show with Geelong kids The Houses, and these guys sounded much better in a decent venue.

For me, it’s on to planning the next run of Insiders shows. At this stage it’s looking like Melbourne and Geelong one weekend, Sydney and Newcastle with Amy Vee and Jordan Millar on another, and a couple of solo Linc shows in Brisbane, somewhere in the vicinity of March/April. Keep and eye on the shows tab on www.linclefevre.com and join the mailing list if you haven’t already, and I’ll let you know.

We’re all dirty and exhausted, so we’re just gonna hang around and wait for the plane to take us home.

Thanks for coming along for the ride.

- Linc

I toyed with the idea of getting someone else to design an album cover, and maybe I should have. Thing is, I gots no money, so I can’t pay someone. And if I’m not paying them, I can’t hassle them about a) not being what I want or b) getting it done on time. So I’m doing it myself.

This is how it’s looking at the moment.

Album self portrait #1, incidentally, appeared on the last Fell to Erin EP, Stumble & Fall. My then flatmate LuckyCam came home to find it painted on his loungeroom wall. It’s not there no more.

Linc in front of the last dodgy album artwork

Oh, and I found this recording today. It was an original idea for an album track, but I didn’t really have a place for it. I wrote it for a lovely girl, who was living in the US. We spent many hours and dollars chatting on the phone from one side of the planet to the other, until she finally came home. I wrote her this song during the huge storms that hit Miami, where she was living on a boat.

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