This is a sponsored post for Target Australia.
My fingers could not type fast enough when I learned that Kenny Rodgers was performing at the Gympie Muster last year. Bearhands was keen, so was brother-in-law Craig. Soni and Susan’s responses were just as speedy. We weren’t missing the Gambler for quids!
The Muster drew closer and over a few cold glasses of something one afternoon, the girls and I cooked up a little plan. I bought bomber jackets cheaply on the net and designed a logo and we each chose a name from a Kenny song. Kenny’s Angels – Ruby, Elvira and Lucille – were born.
When the jackets arrived they were on the small side. This wasn’t a problem, as long as I didn’t have to reach for anything above my waist, or say lift something to my lips. Lifting something to my lips was an integral component of my planned activities at the Muster, so I began the process of stretching the jacket. I zipped it up over the back of a dining room chair, sat it in front of a window that caught the morning sun and progressively stuffed it. Little by little, t shirt by t shirt, the jacket stretched a bit. Eventually, it gave enough that I could hydrate myself whilst wearing it. It still threatened to bare my midriff should the music move me to dance, but the Angels had an outfit!
The Muster was a tonne of fun. Our Kenny’s Angels flag even made it on the big screen while Kenny crooned (and creaked a little when he walked.)
We’re heading back to the Muster in August. Jimmy Barnes is the object of our affection this year. We’ve chosen the monica Jimmy’s Sweethearts, because we’ll shout him breakfast any morning he chooses. I started looking for new jackets but I was weary of buying online again. Then as I wandered around Target Maroochydore searching for sheets, I spotted these smart little trench coats. They’re a vast improvement on last year’s numbers because:
- they’re longer – less danger of midriff exposure when being unceremoniously flung from the bucking bull;
- will provide a little bit more cover from the cold – good news, because some nights were bitter;
- (and best of all) it fits properly – one of the myriad of benefits to trying something on before you jump in and impetuously purchase three of the blessed things.
I took a quick change room selfie, made sure the girls were on board and snapped those babies up for the bargain price of $49 each.
Target and I are going to be working together for the next few months. They’ve offered me some gift vouchers and I’ve decided to share them with my readers. This month I have a $50 Target voucher to give away.
Congratulations to Jacana who won the voucher, with this sentence:
Old rockers don’t die ….. they just need more lubrication.
just keep rocking on.. even if the finish time keeps getting earlier and we no longer stay up until sunrise.. Love Mud, Bulls and Music, lived in Gympie before and a country rock girl at heart.
Your rocking that coat!
Looks like an amazing event X
Thanks Bek – it’s fabulous fun!
A couple of women’s names from Cold Chisel Rock Lyrics… Georgia, Janelle and Juliet.. all song titles.. Monica, or Mona and the Preacher.. or how about just “Wild Thing” … ( I am a massive fan and have been to their concert in Brisbane and also in 1999 I went to the VIP opening Night to the Hard Rock Cafe, Gold Coast and partied with Jimmy Barnes!!)
You partied with Jimmy Tanya? That’s awesome! Thanks for the names – I could think of Annemaria and Ita but then I was stuck!
…become pickled in their own alcoholic juices and are preserved for future generations to enjoy. Exhibit A – Keith Richards!!! I rest my case.
Oh forgot the last question! All I can think of for names are “Flame”, “Tree”, and the exotic one, “Khe sanh”.
Maybe “Train”, “Sydney” and “Gone”?
We’ll all be fighting over who gets to be the exotic one Sarah!
I’ve always wanted to go to a muster. It looks amazing. I love your efforts on the jackets to and your dedication to stretching yours so you can keep hydrated 🙂
It was a labour of love!
… twang a little harder … can’t help with names! Sounds a hilarious expedition!
oh that is too fun!!!!! Love the jackets!
We have a ball Lisa. I couldn’t help getting excited while I was writing this!
Old rockers don’t die…they get restored and then end up in the new baby’s room – oh, not that kind of rocker, right?
So how was Kenny? Could you recognise him with all the work done?
Old rockers don’t die ….. they just need more lubrication. Best I could come up with.
They just croon to their prunes ….
I love the coat , sorry no idea for names.
Ooh, you’re going to have a fabulous time!! I’d like one of those trenches for myself, think I may just check out the old Target!
They’re down to $30 now Lisa – bargain!
Keep Calm and Rock On
Theylaugh their heads off at the new “talent” of the world, like Justin Beiber!
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They just keep rockin’ up to the next gig – Gimpie Muster – i’ve been to a lot of events but not that one – i have some good friends that raved about it. You must have had a ball! The pics are awesome – love the colours of the bush. Go girl xx
Old rockers don’t die, they …….just beat to a different drummer.
I’m kind of stuck on the names.
Turn into Mums!!
Old rockers don’t die – they croon forever thanks to the revival of vinyl!
LOVE the idea of matching jackets, glad you got it stretched! Bet it was a fab day 🙂
Old rockers don’t die, they …….Rock Better With Age 🙂
…fall flat on their knockers?
and for names –
Boney Maroney
Long Tall Sally and
Short fat Fanny?
If I were you I’d be putting dibs on Boney Maroney!
Too funny womblywoo!
Old rockers don’t die, they disappear into the smoke of cigars.
Love your jacket! Those contrast trims are totally rock chic.
…become immortal!
Old Rockers don’t die, they live on in your mind, in your heart and in your soul. Nothing can kill those that rock and roll.
Gorgeous Trench. Wouldn’t mind getting myself one of those.
old rockers never die… they just get bigger amps and release ‘best of’ compilations.
can’t help ya with the names, tho. i grew up in texas, a long long way from anyone named barnes-y..
however, when ZZ TOP are playing at gympie, imma be *all over* the costumes and the name changes!!
xoxo, buf
far out! … so i’m googling yer man jimmy here (so i can educate myself on australian rock’n’roll), and come to find out that jimmy barnes actually toured with ZZ TOP back in 1981??!!
alas, at that moment in time, i was still obsessively listening to that OTHER great scottish rock-god, rod stewart.
Oh Buf you make me laugh!
well then, my work here is done. i’ll just get back to plagiarizing your foot puppets……..
Best you credit the Big Sister Buf, she gets snarky about attribution! 😛
and fair enough, too. not *everyone* can be that kind of smart, beautiful AND artistic.
but i think we’ve taught her well.
sooo, i’ll just get back to plagiariizing Big Sister’s foot puppets now…………..
cos it IS friday afternoon happy hour and all…
… become grandfathers and get bossed around by pink fairy-winged two year olds.
Ps cool post xx