up the central coast to the paradise recording studio, the heat burning up all the oxygen in the car, i got the windows rolled down, the air con don't work but we travel along listening to some cool jazz beats from oslo, seductive and soft sophisticating sounds. gosford is a tiny place, i was expecting something slightly bigger but it's very small, we have the wrong address but it's an easy place to find. i meet some cool jazz cats and a australian legend i have never heard off but his name is billy field, he's okay, anyways his studio is kinda like some ones lounge and the jazz cats are very cool professionals, who get straight into recording my friend justine bradly the jazz singer. i take some photographs for them, fall asleep on a bed and start snoring. 
on the way back justine buys me some sushi at a sushi train restaurant. i watch food going around and around, the place is packed, the food is good but all i wanna do is fall asleep, my dreams are spilling out from my head, justine invites me to a wedding, she says it gonna be funky, it sounds like a nice way to chill out, a bunch of jazz people, maybe i'll smoke a jazz cigarette with them and go for a swim. i like these hot days, hope we have a few more before the next rain instalment.