"I did run away once when I was about twelve, but it was from School, and I think I ran to home. Home was awesome. School was shit. I don't trust anybody who enjoyed school".
Croony, swoony Meg Washington is wowing the country with her soulful, jazz tinged ditties.
She took our disposable camera challenge and shot some scenes whilst on tour ...
First Car
I was really lazy and didn't get my licence when I first could have, so my parents still had to drive me everywhere. So as an incentive they bought me this amazing 60's VW convertible with a soft top ... but it sat in the driveway for 6 months because I am incredibly stupid and so they sold it. A year later I finally got my license and got a Toyota Echo. Tragic.
If I could Escape for a day
I would go to the practice rooms at my old music uni. I could lock myself in those rooms for twelve hours at a time and play and play and play the pianos. I haven't found a room I can do that in since I left uni.
Roadtrip Music
Graceland - Paul Simon; Woodface - Crowded House; Yankee Hotel Foxtrot - Wilco; Blood on the Tracks - Bob Dylan
Repeat. Repeat.
Tour Bus Essentials
Ipod/Iphone, Sweetmint gum, Paul Simon's Graceland, Water and a gigantic jumper you can sleep in, on, use as pillow, use as a blanket and fashion into a tourniqet in the unlikely event of an emergency.
On the Road vs Studio
They're neck and neck. You've gotta come to terms with both. Touring is like this:
hurryhurryhurryhurryhurryhurry WAIT................
hurryhurryhurryhurryhurry WAIT..... wait......etc
The studio is like this:
Fuck you man, the chorus shoud NOT go for that long, it sounds boring.
Megan, you talentless hack, what do you know about this shit, I was doing this before you were even born, shut up and trust me.
NO way! I'm telling you, half chorus and then into the bridge.
Seriously, if you don't shut up about this I am leaving.
FINE LEAVE I CAN DO IT MYSELF ANYWAY I KNOW HOW TO USE PROTOOLS.
Slam
Sound of producers' retreating footsteps...Sound of Megan sobbing

Hitting the road on tour in the Tarago somewhere, sometime, to some place. Nobody else will drive because they are lazy and fat.

The is me in Sydney with Alexander Burnett from Sparkadia. My band Washington played a competition in Sydney (and lost) and afterwards we went out to find ourselves at the bottom of a bottle of gin. I found Alex, but thats about it.

Also in Sydney. This is Katherine Brickman (left) who is one half of Greedy Hen - they make beautiful art for me and other people. On the right is Alicia from Ivy League.

James O'Brian from the Boat People (and sometimes Washington band member). On the right is John Castle, my drummer, producer, and non-sexual life partner.

Back in Melbourne. On George Street, Collingwood.

Tap dancer, singer songwriter, beard grower and weirdo extraordinaire, Martin Martini. This was taken in the Garden of Unearthly Delights in Adelaide.
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