The Northern Steamship Company, Quay St, Auckland
Personnel: this was pretty much a scratch outfit, four expats who happened to be in the right place at the right time. Any fears that they might not gel were dispelled right away by a riff on a shared favourite album which came to no real conclusion but segued into a rollcall of favourite Afterword keywords: Bowie, Zappa, drummers, Stones, Depeche Mode, Stevie Wonder, H P Saucecraft, various aspects of politics, life stories, living in ANZ, and plenty of other things I can’t remember. Drink was taken, toasts were made, and bollocks was talked non-stop for about four hours.
[Interlude] Two nights earlier Nick and I found ourselves in a funky if hard-to-find basement on the edge of the Red Light District (allegedly) listening to a series of piano players doing their thing. Highlights included a young girl with the face of an angel playing Monk, a young Frenchman playing Mernk, and another young chap with a full range of blues faces playing an astonishingly difficult Scriabin piano sonata from memory. The main attraction though was none other than Mousey, playing selections from his Abbey Road album and chatting engagingly about how and when he came to write the pieces. Anybody who knows this album will know that an excellent time was had by all – if you don’t, you should. When he finished to enthusiastic applause we made our excuses and left; the event was scheduled to go on till 1am…[Interlude ends]
Having closed the first pub (a reflection of Auckland’s strange licensing laws rather than our behaviour, which was gentlemanly to a fault) we adjourned to the Fox for more riffage, and in due course were ejected from that too. The Fabbish Four went their separate ways into the night, swearing eternal friendship and whistling that old mingle jingle.
Wasn’t that interested, to be honest. They spent most of their time putting chairs on tables and swiping glasses away.
It made me think..
How a shared interest in H P Saucecraft can engender instant companionship and good chat. TMFTL? I do hope so, perhaps on the other side of the ditch with a few more of the Oz mob next time.