1 Nov 99: Is there any boogie in the Austrian psyche?

The news from Kommetjie is as follows:



The two lizards that live around our braai area, Frank and Cheryl, are developing a rather cavalier attitude towards humans. In fact Frank had a nasty turn the other day when my five year old son, Cory, managed to catch him in his hands. Cory had been trying to catch him for some time and was more surprised than Frank, dropping the wriggling chap almost immediately. Frank retired to the sage bush and sulked for the rest of the day. I also found a baby boomslang under my wetsuit bag and the baboons have been at the figs, so as you can see it's been all go.

On the gig front I played in Kalk Bay on Saturday to some very nice people, except for my friend Andy Lundt who brought some Very Bad People to the gig. They held me down, helpless, and poured lime and Jack Daniels shooters down my throat until I didn't know what I was doing, making passes at girls and stuff. On arriving home I discovered that my wife and her girlfriends, known collectively as the Kommetjie Fruit Loops, were all fried and dancing about the lounge to ""You Sexy Thing"". After a spot of red wine and some philosophical discussion with my friend Evan The Psychologist, I felt the need to lie down, so can't report on the rest of the evening. Evan features on this website actually, modelling the Zen t-shirt. I'm thinking of posting his search for true love on my site, what do you think? He's just broke up with a longstanding girlfriend, had a brief non-tactile web-fling with a Californian girl and is currently on the market.

Further on the gig front I did a gig in Plumstead last week and had a career high dueting with a drunk girl on ""Lean on me"". She came up and said could she sing with me because she knew her music. I said yes, I'm quite sure you do. Halfway through my second set, she jumped up on stage and demanded to sing one of two songs, ""Like a virgin"" or ""I will survive"". I made a positive judgement call based on the following:

She had been dancing rather seductively in front of me

my mate Dave said she could sing and

she had spectacular tits. Well, two out of three's not bad.

I would like to end this newsletter with a question which perhaps someone out there could answer. The preamble to the question is that I played in St.Helena bay at my mate Steve Walsh's restaurant last week, it was a do for a bunch of Austrian engineers. After the gig I thought about my admittedly limited experiences with Austrians and the question is: "Is there any boogie in the Austrian psyche?" The evidence would suggest no, but perhaps this is unsound stereotyping on my part. So if anyone out there can shed some light on this thorny subject I think we should be told. Perhaps you have an Austrian friend who possesses the ""Best of James Brown"" Maybe you are an Austrian who gets down to Kool and the Gang and objects to this pigeonholing. Let us know your thoughts. Okay, that's all from the teeming metropolis of Kommetjie. Peace and biscuits, Robin." p.s. The phone no. is wrong.