“Learning to play the typewriter” – Andrew McMillan’s life of words and rock ‘n roll

"The best advice that I ever got was given by members of Status Quo “Whatever you do, don’t puncture your skin.” Snort it, drink it, smoke it, swallow it … but don't ever stick a needle in."

Barunga Festival day 1. The Chief Minister is starving and the Roma Bar needs soy milk!

Great fun, music, sport and culture under northern skies at the Northern Territory's annual Barunga Festival. My report from day one.

Nick Cave’s ornithorium

"All I had to do was walk on stage and open my mouth and let the curse of God roar through me. Floods, fire and frogs leapt out of my throat. Though I had no notion of that then, God was talking not just to me but through me, and his breath stank." Nick Cave, King Ink II.

A squeezebox, a paper cup and a dancing sister: “Vous êtes de vrais artistes …”

I was half way though my last beer when two young buskers set up in front of the cafe, he with a squeezebox and all of the brass, class and front of a seasoned performer, his younger sister hesitant and less assured. They rattled off a few tunes for the passing parade and received a few donations. As I finished my beer and wandered over to drop a Euro in their paper cup an old man stopped by and told them: "Vous êtes de vrais artistes ..."

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