The Long and Grinding Road Part 3 – Return to Oz

Thank GOD I already got my photo with a koala on our trip to Australia three years ago, because apparently they don’t allow that shit no more. I hate to imagine what the dumb fucker did to a koala to have them completely ban the practice of paying to hold nature’s stupidest and most cutest creation. In any case, we were going to have fun, because those cunts down under are always fun. And we would be joined by Gabe “Black Seebs of Vengeance” Seeber on the skins.

I didn’t really know Gabe before this trip, but I’m glad he could fill in because he’s a solid ass player and a very fucking nice guy to hang out with. Speaking of nice guys to hang out with, how about this cunt?

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Exhumed in the Land of Oz

It was a longer flight than I’d anticipated from Japan to Sydney, Australia. It was about nine hours and I was just slowly doling out my ibuprofen to deal with the summer of sciatica. There was some more customs hassles to deal with getting into Oz, namely a carnet, a document we had to provide that listed ALL our gear, computers, etc. It went as well as it could, and we entered the airport to find our lovely host, Anthony of Your Mate Bookings, holding a sign displaying a traditional Australian greeting.

I can’t lie, Anthony’s handsomeness put me off a bit. It’s hard to trust a sexy guy who’s decided to denigrate themselves by working in the metal scene. But his humor and typical Australian friendliness did a lot to ease my nerves. He ended up being a great host and our adventures in Australia would prove to be extremely positive.

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