A slight sense of pessimism has crept into the camp for tonight’s show in Coolangatta – it’s the first of two tests of how much we’d suffer with the Hilltop Hoods playing the same town that weekend. There is a massive storm forecast and things are a little grim. I learnt years ago as a touring artist during tough nights on the road, the fine art of downplaying any success. With this revised sense of doom, you’re generally fairly satisfied with any result, and chances are you’re even happy! Tonight was a perfect example. 200 odd people in a 950 person room is not quite a “roaring success” but we killed the merch once again, and the people were in devastating form for a Thursday.

After doing a live rendition of Ready to Go on Nova, we almost couldn't contain ourselves

Next night is Brisbane and boom, we directly clash with The Hoods – who’ve sold 4500 tickets to their show up the road. Scheduling clashes are inevitable – the only question is the extent and seriousness of the clashes. On the Spitshine tour to date, we’ve clashed with the Obese Block Party, Phrase and Snob Scrilla (twice) as well as the Hoods. Fortunately we’ve done really well each time, but tonight is the BIGGIE. Taking this into account, you may have seen me and my diligent manager Mondo handing out flyers at the front of the Hoods show as it finished – an hour before I was supposed to be on stage! Dignified and cut down to size, we got back to The Zoo and were stoked to see it just shy of soldout. An amazing night compounded by the fact that we’d succeeded against all odds.

Horrorshow live via phone camera rocking the Zoo

Nat Dunn joined us in Bris - here she is with Urban Monk & Cam from Polo Club as well as Ms Janey Chips

The drive to the Sunshine Coast is a nice one, but the water temperature once we got there and swum was fucking fantastic.

Gusto & Adit - that right there calls for a celebration

Our expectations for tonight are high – we’re in a room that fits 350 and we’ve sold 280 presales – little did we know there’d be 300 walkups and they’d somehow fit 600 into the venue, as well as turning 50 more away. WTF?! The definition of loose is underlined, bolded and then pummelled to a Sunny Coast pulp. We conclude the evening with an impromptu car party – we blasted the speakers and everyone started dancing around the vehicle. A stack of punters waiting for cabs came and joined in and soon enough it was on for young and old. We eventually cleared off for a 3am swim in the local beach.

Returning our one way hire car to Maroochydore airport, we all reflected on next week being the last week of the tour…