Off we go, and then the skies open again, dropping what feels like Niagara Falls on our heads. As our truck is not covered in way shape or form, we get drenched head to toe as we pass all the residents and guests to the city. I honestly haven’t felt this wet while wearing clothes my entire life. Murphy’s law however, once we park up at the end of the drive (which felt like a long time in the rain), the sun comes out again. What’s up with you Tamworth? Why do you have to live your weather in such extremes.
My last official gig at Pig & Tinder kicked off at 3pm. What a fantastic last show to finish off a great time here in Tamworth. There was hardly anyone sitting in the outside courtyard area when I started, and by the time I finished, the area was packed. People were singing along, clapping in time, and generally loving life. It was equally as awesome that people were genuinely upset to hear that I didn’t have an album or EP available for purchase. All the motivation I need to get songwriting, recording, and producing.
Off to the red carpet of the Golden Guitar Awards we go. I’m all suited up (thank goodness I packed this with me), and we make our way to the most prestigious event on the Australian Country Music calendar. The last remaining academy students here in Tamworth all congregate in the same area with the free tickets we obtained. It was so good to be with these guys and dolls again one last time before Maree’s and my bed exit to the other side of the Tasman.
In regards to the awards themselves, WOW!!! That was much bigger and way more grand than I could’ve possibly imagined. It rivalled Grammys, Emmys, and other big name awards night events. There were too many highlights to mention only one. Bennett, Bowtell, and Urquhart performed a well-polished tribute song, Catherine Britt took out Female Artist of the Year, and I got to see big performers strut their wears, plus much more. I would kill for an awards ceremony in NZ which would match up to this (I don’t even think our strongest awards are close).
Only hours to go before we fly away. I’ll miss you dearly Tamworth.