1:37PM Jess McGuire | Hello, punter-faces.
Just a heads up that there’s a gig on in Melbourne you may like to attend. Are you aware of Shane Nicholson? He is a singer/songwriter who you may know as the husband of Kasey Chambers (how cute were they at the ARIAs? I LOVE THEM!) but he also does his own stuff, for god’s sake, so why don’t you just appreciate his new album by turning up to its Melbourne launch at The Evelyn on Saturday night?
And while you’re there, you can also catch singer/songwriter Jess McAvoy, who is a totally fierce bitch, and also quite lovely. Here is a stupid review she put in the press section of her
website. Someone needs to speak to her publicist.
Jess McAvoy’s fish is not to be missed by any self-respecting diner. Mixing cumin seeds with another seasoning I cannot recall at the moment, McAvoy created a taste senstation thoroughly enjoyed by punters and critics alike. The butter-infused chick peas were a revelation. 4 ½ stars.
-Jess McGuire
Bernard Zuel can eat my poo – it’s rather obvious that I am now the music critic most artists wish to be reviewed by these days, isn’t it? Even if I don’t review their actual records. Contrary to what you might think, “fish” is not a metaphor for anything. Jess McAvoy cooked me dinner once. It was very nice. She is unlikely to cook her Moroccan fish dish on Saturday night, but she will probably sing you a couple of songs, so that’s great – ISN’T IT?
ALSO APPEARING AT THE EVELYN THAT NIGHT?
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