Hi everyone, hope you all had a wonderful All Hallow's Eve.




Although the daytime was filled with hiccups and disappointments for me, my night turned out pretty damn good!

First and foremost, I must apologise to all the people who I told I'd meet at Under the Blue Moon. Most especially and

Alright then... Here's the story, it's long, but just considered it as a story from MickMacks that I'm giving you for free!

...picture this if you will...

My original plan was to travel to Sydney for 2 nights to attend the Under the Blue Moon Festival for Halloween. I had a specific plan for a costume and people to meet and everything. And I had a specific mission to document everything with photographs.

-But to attain a true grasp of the situatuion, we must go back in time the 2 nights before Halloween itself. I seemed to be suffering from the mother of all insomniac spells, my mind was overly active all night and I got not a wink of sleep. And I had to travel to Sydney by bus later in the day.

Friday 30th of October. -Devil's Night;
I managed to get to the bus all packed and ready with no problems. After 3 hours trapped in the same chair, inside the bus, doing nothing but watch BrainTV and keep myself filled with the caffeine and sugar-free chemical based cocktail, a nectar of life called coffee and Coke Zero, (not together.), to which I have become accustomed to rely, nay, live on.
I was to meet up with my friend. At a pub. Although I had foreseen the potential dangers of meeting at a pub and waiting there for my friend until he finished recording, especially in my sleep deprived (not to mention, freshly paid and over caffeinated) state, but it was the whim of the universe, and if I wanted to maintain a strict agenda, I could not oppose it. So, yeah. Went to the Pub.

At the pub, my friend saw some of his friends. We sat down and started talking, as ya do. We started having a few drinks, as ya do. My friend had to go off to record some tracks for his band, so I was left there with some new friends who seemed pretty cool.

As it turned out, they were all artists, in their own way (ha! -Aren't we all!) but seriously, they gave me their details and are able to hook me up with a bunch of cool stuff. (in terms of business opportuniies and contacts.) Well, while we waited 2 hours for the recording, we, at the pub, continued talking and having more drinks, as ya do.

Needless to say, by the time my friend came back, we'd all have a few >ahem< beers (and tequila, chartreuse and absinthe... and not to mention... you get the picture.) They took me up to and through this crazy apartment building, of which every square inch of wall space, doors, everything of every floor to the top, was covered in absolutely insane spraypaint art!

(Now, at this point, I like to point out an amusing anecdote, or atleast provide some food for thought if you'd care to indulge me) I just came from the vast nothingness filled void-like 'dead-zone' of Canberra, to the crazy Mind/reality-fuck of the city Sydney, which I am now %100 convinced is truly the Matrix (for many reasons). Fucked off my head, on zero sleep.
I'm someone who draws cartoons for a living and live in my own world of cartoons. (To go deeper, not only that, but I write comics that are about a character that gets lost in his own world of cartoons) For me to come in to this building, which was truly a real-world cartoon world (I say 'real-world' but I really do know it's the Matrix, and blah blah blah) -was absolutely mind-boggling for me!

Saturday 31st of October. Halloween;

The previous night had been fan bigger than I had thought, and thusly, I slept in too late. So many problems during the daytime, I seemed to have somehow lost my phone charger (I thought I'd left it here in Canberra, but I still have yet to locate it.) I also had no internet access. Meaning I had no sense of time or means of communication to anymone else. To make matters worse I realised that at no point during this whole build-up of halloween excitement, had I actually bothered to write down the address of this darn festival.

Anyway, I started constructing my costume, while steadily keeping up my levels of the hair of the dog. After a few hours, I was done and ready to go out. (And my costume looked really cool btw) -But Alas, at this point, the festival was obviously over. I must admit I didn't exactly agree with the idea of a day-time goth/vampire/Halloween festival (Especially one called 'Under the Blue MOON' no less!) anyway.

So, all dressed (and liquored) up, but with nowhere to go, we went and had a look around the city. We went to where the festival was held, but nothing. It took us ages to even see anyone in a Halloween costume! We finally decided to step into the pub with the most Halloweeners as we could find.

At first I was apprehensive, because I seemed to be the only person in such a level of costume (most people were plain-clothed). But it was a blast! Everybody loved my costume! So I started talking with some people and having some more drinks, as ya do.

So, Although I never made it to the Under the Blue Moon, I still hand a really great time in the end. It was however, a real shotgun to the face of new experiences all happening at once. The whole time, I had been adamantly taking photos, documenting it all.

It was also an extremely close shave of getting back home, running on the razor's edge through insurmountable odds, relay from one side of the Matrix to the other, and back again, against the clock, just making the bus in the nick of time. -But that's a story for a different time...

Even with all this stress, I seemed to have made it in and out alive, have a great time, meet a bunch of new people and contacts, survive with tales to tell, but above all, a crapload of pictures on my camera, (Some are quite good too, if I don't say so myself!), back home sweet home. Alive and well. Safe and Sound.

Then when I tried to plug my camera into my computer, the fuckin' input jack deciced to break. So now, I've still got the photos, but no way to get them from that camera. Just when I thought I managed to get through the entire rushed ordeal without the universe shitting on me too badly, (It did, but it kinda balanced it back out in other ways) I Unfortunately, have nothing to show in terms of photos at this point, so all my diligence was in vein (haha, get it? Vein? Vampir... >ahem< -but I am working on that.

Also if there're any of you that think that I intentionally did not show up to offend you personally, please, I don't do stuff like that, so there's no need to jump to conclusions, OK?

By the way, Happy Day of the Dead!! (that's today!) Ugh... Although I'd like to, I don't think I've got the inclination anymore to do a costume for this one.

J.