Show day, Sydney.
I went into the venue relatively early as Id been asked if I could speak to some Japanese press reporters, which Im always happy to do, being the media slut that I am. We tweaked the set list a little and it feel very good to have Angel of Harlem and Desire back on the dance card.
The show went well, closing once again with Kite and - being out of the favoured bird kites - we experimented with a box kite. Naturally this had been tested in the afternoon, but a few rain showers had soaked the kite and string through, making them a good deal heavier and radically altering the aerodynamics. For a minute or two it looked like humiliating defeat was moments away, but a quick trot up the b-stage ramp by the singer got the thing airborne. At one point the kite dipped sufficiently to be within audience reach and one punter leaped up and grabbed the string. Again disaster was nearly upon us, but the would-be audience participant let go pronto, I suspect at the firm suggestion of one of our tour carpenters. Finally it flew and when released sailed majestically out of the stadium until it was a speck in the distance. Its becoming a really fun part of the show and oddly poignant.
Back at the hotel bar it was all going off and tonights celebrity guests included Cate Blanchett who looked fabulous in the flesh. I had a couple of school friends from Sheffield with me and we took the opportunity to catch up. In fact we took the opportunity to catch up until 5am, but with old friends, an open bar and such a beautiful view of Sydney Opera House it would have been very rude to make it an early night.