NSW gigs

Ah geee...I would...but....its a ten hour drive from my house haha!!

I was contemplating the Lockhart one, but the closest accomodation is in Wagga - 40 mins away....no thanks haha!

We need more Sydney gigs! and Perth gigs for dear Angeo of course!

If Carl likes these isolated woop-woop spots so much he should come to Perth, the most isolated city in the world!

But really, Jodes and Amanda - I'm appalled! Surely you're not going to let a minor detail like lack of accommodation keep you from going to see him! You could camp out under the stars drinking billy tea and singing 'waltzing Matilda'!

hey angeo,
nah at the moment i'm letting my mum's health stop me from going. sorry i havn't filled you in but mum had a stroke on sunday, she is in wollongong hospital.
she can't talk yet apart from a few singular words, yesterday she walked 5 metres with the aid of 2 physio's either side of her.
and her right arm and hand is only working at about 20% strength.
but positive signs from how she was on sunday when it happened and its still only early days yet.
prior to that i was actually trying to organise my 30th for next july , and trying to work out how much it woulkd cost me to get mr honeyman riseley to perform at the event. but even that is on the back burner at the moment due to the events of the last week.

Oh my dear I'm so sorry to hear what you've been through with your poor mum. What a worry! I hope it's not too long a recuperation for her. It sounds as though she's already making leaps and bounds since it happened so like you say that's a really good sign these early days. I hope she's back to 100% before you know and she'll be dancing like her old self at your 30th birthday - to the music of Carl Riseley *fingers crossed*.

We'll forgive you if you don't get on here as often. Chin up luv. And give your mum all the best wishes for a swift recovery from me.

recieved this email about the barnham gig.

Hi there Amanda-Renee



My apologies for the belated reply, I have been away.



Carl will be appearing on Sunday afternoon at our lakes complex (4:00pm) and then in our auditorium at approx 9:30pm (the evening kicks off at 8 with the supports)



Cost for the festival is $25 for the weekend or $10 for a day pass. I’ve attached our flyer for your info.



Thanks for your support!

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Hello again,



I just visited your forum and saw the discussion on Carl-Barham.



I’ve attached a flyer with accommodation information. Barham is actually on the Murray River, we’re pretty much Victoria. There’s lots of accommodation in town (9 motels plus caravan parks, holiday apartments etc) and the populous towns of Swan Hill, Echuca and Kerang are nearby.



Hopefully some of your forum members are enticed to make the trip and make a weekend out of it. There are some ace bands, both trad and contemporary skewed.



Cheers,

So, it looks as if Amanda and myself will be attending the Lockhart ball in Early October.

I emailed the lady in charge of the Festival, and she was quite lovely, providing information about Carl performing at their "Pioneer Settlement Ball" Alongside James Morrison, and a school band, so it should be an awesome night.


Plus, I strangely like long car trips, so yay!

Do you get to wear period costumes? Personally I always go for the Saloon Girl look as I love the big feathers.

If my lurking skills on twitter are accurate, Carl is performing at the 30 days of fashion VIP dinner tonight.

@RichieThe on twitter tweeted that Carl was performing whilst he was having dinner, so I'm not too sure how legitimate it is, but it's more news than we've had for a while lol

Aha. By jove! Very clever.

The Jazz on the Murray gig is on tonight, so hopefully some photos may crop up of the event!

Only 2 more weekends.... then Lockhart the one after haha.

AMANDA'S LOCKHART REVIEW
jodie drove to my house and we left for our road trip to lockhart at about 9.30am, stopped at goulborn and then at gumly gumly where the sold exotic flavoured condoms which we debated may or not be an idea to get for the trip, but being the lovely streight laced people we are we decided it wouldn't be appropriate HAHA!!!
got to the house we stayed at at about 2pm it' was a loevly little cottage but we were a little desterbed that all the books in the bookcase where murder novels and the dvd's that were left for us to watch were all alfred hitchcock, we were kinda like OK then.
we both tried to ring our parents etc but realised that lockhart has no phone signal what so ever, so we decided to go for a walk to maybe look for a telephone. NO TELEPHONES!!!
we continued our walk and followed the signs to the showground where Carl was going to be performing to check it out, whilst walking up we found a park with a humourous sign saying PLAYGROUND needless to say it was an empty circle of woodchips ( will post a pick soon) HAHA!!! this town was classic.
we decided it was to far to walk to the showground so we went back to the house and got the forby and drove up for a look around and it was packed ( 20 people 18 which were volenteer workers) we though gee hope the crowd is a little better tonight.
we went home again and got ready and went back and who should we bump into streight away but MR RISELEY and he's saxaphonist SKIPPY BRADSHAW ( it's actually kenneth bradshaw but he is famous for he's skippy dance moves)
chatted to them for a while , and found out that carl has been really sick with a sore throat all week, and he was litterally dying in he's throat but being a showman he had to show up for the show he committed to being in Carl then got dragged off for he's celebrity press comittments. so we went and found our seats ( front stage of course) and waited for lisa edwards band to finish.
finally Carl and he's band started setting up and started singing a few songs getting half way through them before stopping to which the crowd was a little unsure of , but then he informed us that it was just the soundcheck rehersals and pretend we havn't heard anything. they got sorted a little more and Carl came and sat with us again for a bit. then he said lets do this.
6.30pm and the show starts Carl performing he usual set of songs, eg hello dolly, let's fall in love, reminiscing etc, oh and of course THE GIRL FROM WOLLONGONG, again hehe i think that will forever remain the joke since the thredbo gig.
but there was a lot of kids and young single ladies up danicing , to which Carl got some of he's band members to go and dance with including SKIPPY.
show finished at 8pm and there was quite a few people upset as the promotional material said Carl was gonna be playing from 6pm til 11pm but like Carl said what band has a 5hr setlist plus the fact he was dying he was kinda like they were lucky to get a show at all.
anyway at the end of the gig me and jodie were waiting around the back near the fence backstage to say hi and ask him how he felt etc and he said girls what you doing standing there come here ( telling us to come backstage) we chatted again for a bit and he was saying that all throught the performance he was in agony, and he like did you hear this note and that note?) and we were like yeah you could tell you were struggling but you done really well.
anyway they were gonna head back to the ex services club in lockhart and they asked us if we would like to come so we said yeah, so we helped the boys carry there crap to the car to which Carl got bombarded again by people saying how disapointed they were with how short the set wasand they were trying to convince him to come and sign at their campfire with them and he's like nah i can't ladies iv'e got a long drive back home and they are like oh are you going home tonight and he's like yeah so they let him go.
we got back to the ex servo's and there was a very unorganised conversation of how they are going to get there stuff back to the house they were staying in etc, and we offered to take it but the guy ended up taking Carl to dump the stuff at the house and brought him back.
Carl, John and Skippy had dinner and asked us if we would like anything and we were like nah man were fine. so they ate and we watched ( carl didn't eat much as it was full of gluten) anyway we chatted for ages well tenically carl and john chatted for ages mostly about planes, gliders etc, with a couple of funny anicdotes about different bad circumstances they have been in whildt flying etc.
the club propierter came through to lock up and said where did you guys come from, he didn't even realise we were in the club haha, anyway we mossied out to the actually bar where Carl was bombarded once again by people who where upset by the early finish of the gig, to which he just said he knew nothing of the times stated and he's gigs usually go for and hour and a half which is what they got.
me and jodie were watching the swimming and talking about the bodies mainly emon sullivan and Carl was saying how they were trying to get a physique like he's then i said if raphael nadal was a swimmer it would look good and he goes nah man he's to short and i said not for what i want him for to which he looked kinda weird at me about. ( it's not as is Carl is the only guy i'm attracted to and maybe it's about time he knew that HAHA) otherwise i may leave him LOL NEVER!!!!
anyway final drinks was called and we decided to leave but first we had to get some happy snaps of carl, john and skippy etc.
anyway we offered the boys a lift and at first they were going to walk but then decide nah they will get a lift, when we unlocked the car Carl made a comment about we can leave the underwear in the backseat he doesn't mind as we through a few items ( NOT UNDERWEAR) into the back part of the forby. we drove them to where they were staying, Carl getting us ever so slightly lost in the process. finally we found out where they were staying and Carl said he wanted to the door service so i drove the forby up the gutter and along the lawn right up to the door and he goes holy F*** how's that for service ( he was slightly inebriated) we said are you sure this is the house and he said yes that my bedroom right there girls pointing to the open blinded window. and i was like cool we will go dump the car and be back later hehe. we said our goodbyes and went home.
when we got home pretty much went streight to bed but i was exhausted but i was sooooooo happy all the day happiest i have been since everything with mum. Carl gigs are deadset my happy place i know that i will never be at a gig and feel upset, angry or depressed it's just me, him and the music and i love the way i feel when Carl is around he always makes me smile without fail.
anyway long trip home we stopped at wagga wagga for macca's breaky and then at marulan for petrol and got home about 12.30pm.

* in all the converstaions we did have we have no news on a new cd, any other gigs, or a Carl chat because truth be known none of the convo's were really about Carl as such but just random everyday topics, eg flying and swimming so we can't report nothing sorry guys.

wow just read that back and my spelling is attrocious? well lets just say really really bad anyway, i'm gonna put it down to hyperactive nerves as i am still shacking like crap with nervous energy. WILL THESE CARL BUTTERFLIES AND GOOSEBUMPS, AND STANDING HAIRS ON THE BACK OF MY NECK EVER STOP????? HOPE NOT CAUSE I LOVE IT!!!! AND I REALLY TRUELY 100% LOVE HIM. <3

The weekend started for me with a very early wake up call (I’m talking before 7am haha), so I could make sure I had everything I needed and get ready for the trip to Lockhart.

I left home at 7:30am, with the first stop being Wollongong. I was a bit apprehensive about the drive, being I’ve never driven that far south before, so wasn’t too sure of where I was going, and I’d never driven that far by myself at all. I arrived safely, with only minor speed camera scare, and soon we were on our way to Lockhart.

The drive there consisted of catching up, singing along to the iPod, and making fun of the town names we saw. We made a stop at Golbourn, so I could see the big sheep, and so we could get some lunch at probably the worst McDonalds in existence. Our drive continued, with the next stop being a random little petrol station in a town called Gumly Gumly. This was the last time we were to have phone signal until we returned today. We headed further and further west, until, we reached the town of Lockhart, population 850.

We quickly found our home for the night – a quaint little house called “The Little Rose Cottage”. The house was beautiful, and provided pretty much everything you needed to stay there. We were a little concerned by the choice of literature and viewing in the house, but – as you can tell, we were concerned about nothing.

After a quick change we headed for a walk to find the showground, we walked through the main street of town, and through a little park, which provided us with great amusement about their “playground” for the kids. We reached the end of the park, and decided that it was too far to walk to find the showground – being that we didn’t know where we were going, so we headed back to pick up the car and go exploring.

We found the showground, and stopped for a quick look around, sussed out the stage and set times, and had a quick squiz at what was going on, but being that we were roughly three hours early for Carl’s set, we decided to head back to our house for a bit so we could properly get ready and make sure we had cameras and jackets etc.

Arriving back at the venue at about 4pm, we were walking along aimlessly when I spotted Carl and his friend, Ken (who for the remainder of this review shall be known as “Skippy”), standing near the juice stand. Carl stood out like a bit of a sore thumb being he was the only person there in trousers and a long sleeved business shirt. After me not so subtly yelling out “CARL”, he turned around, and we had a bit of a chat (And a cuddle of course). None of the conversation focused around music, which in a way was a little refreshing. He introduced us to Ken, who was quite the funny character, and told us quite proudly how he flew the plane to Lockhart, and how John turned it 70 degrees when they went in to land, after they scared the sheep.

We were escorting Carl to see the “Bondi Babe” (A topless metal sculpture, where we’ve been assured theres photos of Carl grabbing her er… assets), when a volunteer interrupted us and said that she needed Carl for press stuff, which we were fine with, even though she was most apologetic to us as she thought she was being rude, so we left to go and get seats for the show.

During this time we met the organiser, Sue, who I’d been in correspondence with for a while to make sure our tickets and things were organised, and she told us how hot she thought Carl was when she first met him, we couldn’t disagree.

Our seats were prime in the front row, and in fact...we were the only ones in the front row. Carl came out to start his soundcheck, and after setting up his microphone he came into the crowd to sit with us for a bit, and to be our personal sun blocking shield. Eventually, Skippy and John arrived, and Carl went to complete his soundcheck, where he had many in the crowd (us included), wondering whether it was the actual start to his set, or whether it was just a warm up, as he and the band were playing full songs. We quickly established it was a soundcheck, and went about making up our own lyrics to the songs as he sung them (The skys in love with you anyone? Go on, try it, it sounds just like the original haha).

Eventually, it was time for the set to start, and after two Count Basie instrumental pieces by the band, Carl came onto the stage to raucous applause, and a few screams courtesy of Amanda. He performed a set much like the ones he does at his own shows, with the exception of the originals. He had the crowd dancing by the third song, and even had the band dancing with the crowd, before he himself came down for a dance. Skippy showed us his kangaroo dance (jumping up and down on the spot), hence being christened “Skippy”.

Although at times we could tell Carl seemed to be struggling because of his throat, I think we were the only ones who noticed, and the town seemed quite impressed by Carl’s talent, just like we are time and time again. The night ended with Carl joining the crowd for Lido Shuffle, and Sue dragging Amanda and I up to him for a dance, and a photo, which she is going to email me, although I don’t think any of us were actually looking at the camera.

So the gig finished soon after, and the majority of the crowd dispersed to their campervans/tents, whilst we went and waited for Carl to finish packing up. He spotted us standing near a gate marked with a giant “NO ENTRY” sign, and he yelled out for us to come in, and asked what we were doing out there. I mean, no one assumes that a gate that says “NO ENTRY” actually means no entry do they?

We spent about 15 minutes in the “backstage” area, talking about the gig, and organising to go back to the local pub afterwards. We assisted with the carrying of equipment back to the car, and met two very friendly ladies who were travelling around Australia by themselves – their desire and determination for the trip was astounding, and they were two ladies with a lot of stories and anecdotes to share. A few people were heckling Carl about the short set list (they were expecting five hours worth), and kept questioning why he wouldn’t come sing around their campfire. Carl, being ever the professional, politely told him he had a long drive home, and had to get going.

We went our separate ways, meeting up shortly after in the local RSL, whilst the boys enjoyed a Chinese feed, in a restaurant that looked as if it had been held open especially for us. The night was spent recalling some stories of Carl’s navy days, and John’s experiences with seemingly everything, (he came across as a very intelligent and funny man, he knows a lot about a lot of things), and just general chit chat – including one rude moment, which won’t be repeated here, because it involved childish school girl giggling at a play on words.

The barman came into the restaurant to close it up for the night, not even realising we were there, but luckily saw the funny side of the situation, and we moved into the bar whilst a couple of drinks were had, and Carl and the boys had a chat to a few of the locals. At this time, Amanda and I thought it to be more than appropriate to check out the male swimmers swimming in the medley relay, HELLO Eamon Sullivan! They also flashed on an Aussie swimmer in the crowd afterwards – I have no idea who he was, but he was gorgeous. Carl came over, and declared that they were trying to look like him with the muscle they had.

The barman called last drinks and slowly everyone had left the RSL bar us, so photos were taken, with some interesting results, and we finally left to head our separate ways to our houses. I asked Carl if he knew where he was going, to which he said no, so we decided we’d give them a lift back.

Luckily Lockhart’s police weren’t out in force, because bad behaviour involving lack of seatbelts occurred in the backseat with Carl, myself and skippy, and a slight game of corners ensued, as did getting lost, and getting blown away with the airconditioner after Captain John Morrison adjusted all the controls on the panel haha.

We found their house, and Carl, being the giant diva he is, demanded door service…so Amanda, being the professional driver she is, drove that four wheel drive up the gutter, and over the walkway, to the front door of the house. Carl was most impressed with this service, and pointed out his bedroom before goodbyes were said, and we went our separate ways.

As soon as we got back to our house, it was bed time, before we awoke a mere six hours later to start our drive back to Sydney. We made a quick stop in Wagga Wagga to get breakfast, and then another in a town I can’t remember the name of, before making it back to Amanda’s. I was back in Sydney about an hour and a half later, still reminiscing about the night before, and the good times had.

And I apologise. I know this breaks all review length records.

haha i can't believe you left our what was possibly the most interesting convo of the night just because it involves school girl giggling disapointed.

luckily i'm not so shy basically morning glory does happen ladies i'll leave the rest of the conversation up to you

needless to say morning glory actually has another meaning also in the flight world and not the meaning me and jodie had cheeky smircks about LOL although we were totally busted with what we were laughing about. HAHA

You girls have too much fun its good though Im glad you do.Amanda Im so glad you find happiness in Carls shows especially with what youve been through lately.

thanks michele, Carl is amazing in every single form of the word.
words cannot explain or describe how 100% happy i was last night, and as much as i was paniced by the fact that i had no service on my phone and couldn't ring mum to make sure she was ok and had her medication etc i just felt so at ease.
i don't think Carl will ever 100% know what he has done for me and my life but i am so totally greatful that he somehow through the fates was entered into my life even as an entertainer/friend . because he still to this day is the most genuine down to earth caring person i have ever met. and the way he treats us the fans as equals instead of acting like he's better then us is just a great characteristic in itself.

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