I miss Port Jackson a lot; people who say that the Bay is like it don’t seem to know either of them very well.
Last year we went to Cockatoo Island. This year we decided to keep going, as far as we possibly could, all the way to Parramatta. It was very hot and we all got sunburned and this is the cover of our next album.
I expected something vaguely industrial from the Parramatta River. Instead I got mangroves and casuarinas, pelicans and ibis.
Sydney is so enormously full of surprises that I do not think I will ever come to the end of it.