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Day Tripper (Melbourne to Albury)
Poet Cavafy captures the essence of the Bacardi Express rail journey
from Melbourne to Sydney when he writes about the journey of the soul
in his poem 'Ithaca', which embraces the search for meaning in life.
And after being part of the best rock n' rolling rail journey Australia
has ever seen, it's not the Bacardi rum talking.
Take one restored 60's Southern Aurora Heritage train, five bands,
four cities, four shows, seven semi trailers, 16 buses, one helicopter,
one glitter cannon, 8kg of passionfruit pulp, 400 meals, ½
tonne of ice, a 1000km journey, 21 train staff, copious amounts of
Bacardi cocktails stamped with artist's names such as Faker, Jimmy
Choo and Scribe, mix them all together and you get a journey of bacchanalian
excess, impromptu jamming, laughter, debauchery and on the rails shenanigans.
The Bacardi Express pays homage to the Trans-Continental pop festival
that took Janis Joplin, The Grateful Dead and The Band across Canada
in 1970. Paying homage to the past "is kinda what rock n' roll
is about," says Faker's front man Nathan Hudson and adds; "The
kind of truth that people put in their performances in terms of living
what they do. That was definitely an era of performers that created
a vibe around what they were playing, which was really important,
and why doing things like this, like a train trip where the whole
journey that took in the same kind of emphasis as the music and what
music is about. Kinda celebrating creating music."
In terms of modern influences, Nathan says, "We were very fortunate
to interact with different people on the Big Day Out. We saw Battles
live, and LCD Soundsystem." Faker guitarist Stefan Gregory adds
further, "They're kinda the moments you really take away with
you. When you see something live, it really changes it. For me Battles,
I listened to their album once and thought whatever and then seeing
them live it actually really blew me away." "It's adding
something visual as well. It's not based on an overt emotional currency,"
offers Nathan. When describing the natural progression of sound of
Battles live, Stefan explains, "For me it kinda harks back to
70's Miles Davis jazz experiments, Bitches Brew in Cannes, and the
guitar work of Sonic Youth. It's very organic. I don't think it's
ideas that are logically conceived. That 70s stuff is wild. It's all
about noise and organic progression of sound."
Often rock artists portray a certain image and influence fashion
and teens with their hairstyles and a nonchalant image of cool. It
is with tongue firmly in cheek that I ask whether Faker's hairdresser
is on board the train. "You know what, I cut my own hair today,
so I guess that's true," offers Stefan Gregory. Sometimes the
emphasis of the rock n roll industry is inadvertently on image, rather
than music, but Stefan tries to dispel this myth by proudly boasting
that on facebook, in three out of four judgements, his hair was not
as good as somebody else's hair. "So my hair cannot be that good.
I felt quite good that I got a really low hair rating. There's actually
something more to me than that."
First stop at the Forum at the ungodly hour of 11.30am, Bang Gang
DJs spin some discs to get the punters in the mood. Hooded, quirky
brother and sister hip- hop act the Bumblebeez put on an inspiring
set. Faker slots in next with a dynamic live show we've come to expect,
opening with 'Are You Magnetic?' and closing with past single 'This
Heart Attack' with some impressive speaker stack scaling by Nathan
in between, before punchy dance darlings PNAU fire things up with
a sun, skull, wild strawberry, a dove, giant balloons and frivolity.
After the Forum gig, and vast consumption of deadly Rockstar cocktails,
the bands, media and a lucky prize- winner are shuffled onto the bus
to Southern Cross station, platform two, where the Bacardi Express
has alighted. On board, there's a relaxed vibe, with two cocktail
bars, a dining carriage and a jamming studio - The Bumblebeez. Pia
Colonna cons me and unsuspecting passers by into playing a game that
gives out electric shocks, and a couple of the Faker boys play poker
and tinker on drums and keys in the jamming studio. Meanwhile, the
media types (myself included) enjoy schmoozing, falling over and try
all signature cocktails on offer.
Albury's gig at the SS & A club sees a repeat of the Melbourne
show, albeit a little more merry and weary, with the addition of crowd
stopper, New Zealand rapper Scribe and some impressive beat boxing
from MC Beardyman. With another 24 hours to go and a 24-hour cocktail
bar, anything can happen on this journey. "I'd like to meet all
the train enthusiasts
and maybe find a future wife," says
hopeful Faker guitarist Stefan Gregory. "A lot can happen in
48 hours!" exclaims Faker's vocalist Nathan Hudson and indeed
it can.
Given that the Bacardi express is based on the Transcontinental Pop
Festival; the journey pays homage to the past, celebrates the present
and looks towards music of the future. With technology moving so quickly,
I ask the Faker boys whether they would get themselves cryogenically
frozen and come back in 200 years time and how they'd cope with the
music of the time. Stefan Gregory responds excitedly without taking
a breath; "Well, I'd get cyborg implants, by that time the music
is gonna be so advanced the spectrum of sounds that we can hear is
gonna be increased, by like, ten-fold and I'd definitely get cochlear
implants so that I can perceive all that stuff and I'd have cyborg
implants in my fingers like 10 arms so that I can play 10 different
instruments at once and my brain will expand to like 1000 fold and
will take up the size of a football stadium. We'd have brains the
size of football stadiums, which, like blue tooth they would connect
to your brain, which would be like a walking stick figure. Everyone's
gonna be Naomi Campbell, walking around with bluetooth brains to football
stadiums where the actual brains will be in giant computer vessels.
It's gonna be fantastic!"
With a nod to past, present and the future, the Bacardi express was
a hell of a trip shaking up the foundations of the mundane existence
of the drudgery of the working week. The event is a credit to the
organisers who allowed everything to flow smoothly on the day without
a hitch. What a ride!

© Words: Anna Megalogenis, Images: Mary Boukouvalas
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