![[d/dn]](https://daveydreamnation.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/ddn-site-logo-small.png){kind=logo}
My soft kit waited there, filled with crisp, lemon-scented clothes Ñ or so I hoped. As did Tyrone and a couple of the other shift-bitters, I guess. Together they represented my top-end-of-tech laundromat worm of choice – Bubblas. A franchise…
“Six hundred will buy you a box and a screen. Maybe a Scancil sharpener thrown in, you know, steak-knives type deal.” He tapped the linoleum counter with his Scancil unit and pretended to be interested in his own store’s catalogue,…
I spent most of today shuttling back and forth between North Melbourne and Fitzroy, via various trams, including one of the brand news ones, a complimentary ride in a space-age tram! I was in Fitzroy recording two tracks for a…
Or at least, that’s what my namesake David Prater, he of Sam and Dave fame, would say, were he alive today. Kind of eerie, this whole doppelganger thing. Western society raises us to a level of individual consciousness whereby any…
Here’s another one of those photoshop pictures I was telling you about a couple of weeks ago. This one’s called ‘wires’ and was taken at Woomera in South Australia. As I think I also mentioned a few weeks ago, there’s…