Better late than never... here lies BOOGIE.

Easter,

a time for reflection and repentance? Or rock and or roll?

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That isn't even a question is it? Technically it has a question mark, so yes it is, but YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

Good Friday saw the convoy set off from 3070 to the tiny town of Tallarook, about 1.5 hours on the Hume. Past the pub, under the bridge, take a left, get conf

used, do a U-turn, do another U-turn, go past the horizon and you're there. Boogie, numero 5.

Stunning weekend made even better by new friends, old friends, guitars, bars, bonfires, drunken rockstars and stars. Oh the stars. I forget how much I miss being able to see past the smog until I do.

(The Felice Brothers)

Highlights included the incredible Felice Brothers, who headlined the Friday's festivities, who travelled all the way from New York. Beginning their career as buskers in the NYC subway, these boys have a lot of soul thrown into their bluesy, folky tunes. With a new album 'Celebration, Florida' on the way, do yourself a favour and get 'Yonder is the Clock', their offering from 2009. It is wonderous, start to finish... a real heartstopper.

Saturday brought the viking might of Barbarion, the country beebop fun of Chris Altmann, the surprise packets of the early morning Money for Rope (2 drum kits, incredible fun) and of course the sheer stupidity and fun of BOXWARS! If you have not had the pleasure, youtube it. Grown men, a shitload of cardboard and all out mayhem. Incredible.

(You Am I)

And of course, the greatest frontman Australia has ever produced (don't fight me on this, cause I will win) Timmy Rogers was there Sunday night, in the best form I have seen in years. Excited, playing Big Star, Alice Cooper and Replacements covers as well as all the oldies you know and love... this was the You Am I fell for years ago. Oh! And how can I possibly leave out the Graveyard Train, wolf-howlin horror country hoedown? I can't, and now I haven't.

(Graveyard Train)

Truthfully, there wasn't a bad point. Good food, the most organised camp I have ever camped with (cocktails, anyone?), bonfire singalongs.... wow. I'm heading back again every year. Logical brain me didn't quite understand the point of 'boogie bucks', the currency for the weekend, but frivolous me said, shut up, have a beer and dance.

So I did.

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Beautiful images care of the triple threat, Dr Carmen Marom. OR is that quadruple now that you are a Doc?