When we started that little s(h)ave haven for men we had no idea it would turn into what it is today… Still a no bullshit, hard working little barbershop but a barbershop that somehow managed to be recognised outside the borders of the lowlands… Who could have ever dreamed a thing like that? Certainly not us, if we’d known we would have come up with a name that people could actually pronounce… But no matter how it happened, it happened and when you get an email asking us if we would like to travel to the other side of the globe to show some cuts and rant ‘n’ blabber about that shithole we came to love so much…? FUCK YEAH!!!
After travelling for 60 hours because the plane had to fly back because some clogged shitholes, missing our transfer in Kuala Lumpur (where we did have the chance to meet up with our Reuzel distributor and a couple of local brothers of the smock so we had a great time anyway) we landed in Melbourne where we had exactly 30 min. To get ready to rumble (being awake for 60 hours) BUT…. A huge shout out to Haircare Australia and Diamond Dozen for making this tour unforgettable, we were picked up by two bearded bastards and their Chevy’s with the Reuzel logo on em, is there a better way to start than with the smell and smoke of burning rubber? Melbourne rocks man, we’re blown away by all the cool barbershops and even more by the quality of the cuts… And then we went to Uncle Rocco’s to witness the seventh world wonder, still can’t believe the skatepark he had in the back room, one day I will have to move to Melbourne and work there. After a great party at the Eureka Rebellion Trading Company, beer tasting in the morning at the Temple Brewing Company and a very intimidating acte the presence at Culture Kings (these guys had some skillzzzz) it was SHOWTIME!!!
It’s still weird being on a stage because we truly believe that barbering is and should be a humble job that’s all about the patron in the chair and not the guy or girl behind it so it’s kind of a contradiction and I get really, really nervous but when you have audiences like we had in Australia and New Zealand it makes the job so much easier, you guys gave us SO MUCH energy that it was great to be able to give a little bit of it back and we can only hope you had a good time, we know we’re not doing anything special but you guys made it very special for us with all your kind words and lauhghter, because in the end barbering isn’t really about the haircuts… It’s all about the bullshit and well, we found some real, honest bullshit down under…
Now, there’s a lot of stories to tell, and maybe we’ll get the chance to actually tell them in the future… The piss bucket at the venue and the VERY reasonable security guard in Sydney who caught us red handed being very naughty in Sydney… Going to a stripbar in Brisbane and waking up with a guy’s phonenumber instead of the number of one of the strippers… (Who apparently was a fellow barber whom I asked to be a model for the show next day, thanks again Chris, haha)… Getting absolutely shitfaced in Auckland, partying hard with a very cute local hobbit and the Maloney boys. But then again, what happens on tour stays on the tour right…
All and all there’s no words to describe the time we spent in your beautiful countries, we have met so many great people and made friends for life. We can imagine why barbering is rebecoming such a big thing in Australia and New Zealand, you guys know the ancient art of banter and busting each others balls… I’ll never forget the moment a guy walks into uncle Rocco’s with a top knot and one of the barbers shows us a photo of the muppet’s show Beeker with a grin, I almost pissed my pants… “Feeding the chickens” is a line we learned from Rocco himself and became a standard in our shows when we’re taling about fading and why it comes natural to guys hahaha… We can only thank everybody we met and who was there. We’re humbled and proud and hope to be able to travel back one day…
