What’s the one thing you shouldn’t forget to pack when you’re heading to Durban? That’s right, your bathing suit. What did I forget to pack? Right again, my bathing suit. So what’s a “weird, hillybilly punkster” (Dave Mac – Muse Magazine) to do? Why improvise of course! You may have noticed that we Cortina girls don’t really have much “skaam” so there we were, our white, pasty, un-toned bodies frolicking gleefully on the beach, me in my undies and Loandi and I both squealing joyfully as we played paddle tennis. Let me also add here that Durbanites have the nicest bodies, I guess it pays to live near the ocean.
Playing at the Thunderoad rock fest in Durban was a momentous show for us because for the first time as a band we were flown in to play one show and then flown back home. Usually we spend hours on the road, nipping down to Cape Town or Mozambique over a weekend and then nipping back. Perhaps ‘nipping’ isn’t the right word, trekking might describe more adequately the experience of driving 14 hours to play one show. So, although we may not quite have our “air legs” just yet it was a welcomed change from the arduous drives we’ve become accustomed to and of course Loandi is always there to hold back your hair if you feel nauseous during turbulent moments.
As for Durban gigs in general, this is the second one we’ve played on the East Coast and quite frankly Durban is one of our favourites, so far the hospitality, the crowds, and the organizers have all been tops in Durban. Thanks Taryn, Jono, The City Bowl Mizer lads, the people who attended and Sven for making it a great trip - we look forward to our return at the end of November - watch Facebook for details
