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HEY, JOHN MAYALL'S COMING!

 


On the flight home from Wellington I had a really beautiful, interesting old lady beside me.
We talked about spiritualism, transvestites, people and places all the way and had a meal together in Dunedin.

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Today I went down town for a couple of hours.
Quite incredible cos I never stopped running into people all welcoming me back, digging my new gear.
I ran into my friend Paddy and we talked about the Balclutha festival.
I like Paddy, he’s very beautiful. I really dig that guy.

Next I ran into Jeff, just back from his holidays too. Jeff’s really rather cool too.
He has it hard too — his first day back at work and he gets told to get his hair cut and change his clothes to something conservative.

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Tonight I went with some friends to the Waikiwi pub and it was really quite a scene. Lots of people I know there.
One bloody guy made a nuisance of himself, sitting on the table. A great argument erupted and it very nearly ended in a fight.
It was all fuck this and fuck that and “this table is for glasses, nor arses”.

About 10.30 we went to the RSA.
The Rumour’s gig was finishing but I grabbed Shade Smith and we talked in a little room backstage.
Shade’s very sick — thought he was going to die in Sydney the other day.
The interview wasn’t such a good scene cos I couldn’t get myself together at all after black russians and bacardis at the Waikiwi all night.
I kept asking things like “How many nights do you play tomorrow?”

Afterwards we went off to our friend Mike’s party.
Looked like a bloody hippie pad with dark, dark purple light and figures sitting in a big circle on the floor and Paddy playing guitar, gentle and moody.
Russell’s girlfriend told me what a beautiful face and boobs (?) I have.

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John Mayall is going to Dunedin.
Graham and I were both rapt in him and his songs, so beautiful, became OURS. Counting the Days and Thinking of my Woman were so unreal.
He always said if Mayall ever came to Dunedin he’d buy tickets for everyone in the city to see him. Man, it knocks me out, that.

I’m still getting the same story from guys about being mysterious and hard to know.
They’ve been saying that for years and that I am “fascinating” but “I can’t seem to get onto your level”.

Graham was the only one who could.

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