(thanks to Jess, Mon, and whoever else took photos on my camera!)

The Barleycorn Music Club have supported Streep since our first shows as a full band, and we were privileged to play at their annual music festival today, held on the sports field at St Joseph's College. Huge sound system (which resulted in the police being called later), wide open space, food and drink on sale, and a range of musicians performing all day. Some of the crowd literally looked like they were camping.

(thanks to Tenille for photos during the set!)

Tonight's show was off the map, in two senses.

In the geographical sense, we were off the map (well, our usual travels anyway) playing at the Bottomup youth cafe in Fish Hoek, the beachfront suburb made famous in recent weeks for a fatal shark attack. Before you ask, yes, we did play our song Sharkman, and it went down very well. Especially well, since against all odds there was a girl there who not only had seen the film Sharkman (upon which the song is based), but actually cheered when we mentioned it. Simon very nearly climbed off the stage to hug her.

In the musical sense, we were off the map with some, ahem, different, versions of our songs, and probably the craziest random banter and stage antics we've ever pulled off on stage.

"Dogs can sense fear, but also sexual tension. The best way to stop a dog from attacking you is to buy it a drink."

We recently had the privilege of hanging out and drinking wine with UK talk show host Graham Norton.  For those that aren't familiar with British culture, he is pretty much like the UK's answer to Oprah.  But that's obviously only if the question was, "We need someone funnier and slightly less black."

The game is simple.

Think of a celebrity.  Eg, Catherine Zeta-Jones.  And then think of a name for their baked good equivalent.  Eg, Catherine Pita-Jones.