That was the most common response to the location of Driven's Halloween Gig.

Galatea is a small farming community a little out of Murupara.  The village itself seems to consist of an RSA (The Galatea Memorial Club),  a Transport Company, a Farm Supplies Company, and a handful of houses.  (Just the one hand will do)

T-Bird, V8 and Skidmarks headed off early to set up the band's gear.  Crash, the drummer, was to bring his plethora of drums later.

The first near-hiccup of the day was Skidmarks (Bassman) completely forgetting his Bass Amp.  Fortunately, Band "parent", V8, noticed its absence before leaving Tauranga City completely.  It seems that the focus on costumes for the event had distracted Skidmarks somewhat.  So, after he had done his penance of 50 push-ups, (and fetched his Amp) 3/4 of Driven ventured off into no-mans-land.

A fairly uneventful trip saw the trio arrive at the venue – The Galatea Memorial Club – with 3 and a half hours before kick-off.

More than an hour late, with an hour to go before the band was due to start, the boy racer drummer, Crash, finds himself lost 2 doors away from the venue, after familiarising himself with the challenging corners and ditches of the local roads on a far-too-personal level. (Perhaps he also needs to be called Skidmarks on top of Crash).

By now the rest of the band had donned their costumes. Crash continues to insist that he does not need a costume nor makeup for the event.  You decide… 

With all disasters averted, the music began.  The stage, which had been under serious disrepair during the reconnaissance mission, had been expertly reinforced to hold the entire band and its audio equipment, while still retaining its spring-board like qualities, making performing a little like playing bouncy castle with weapons.

The locals of Galatea are one huge family, so the event went smoothly, with well behaved punters and encores requested endlessly.

Favourite costume for the band was worn by a young farm lad who had the balls to turn up dressed as a naughty French Maid, complete with fishnet stockings and sneakers.  Yes, this was one SCARY costume.

Favourite moment for the band (apart from the safe arrival of Drum Boy) was the “whose line is it anyway” session with a handful of the locals.  “1001 things to do with a Devil’s tail”.

And so, the band headed home, playing an integral part in keeping the possum population down.