FREAK SHOW AT DANCE FESTIVAL

Last time I went to the Middle Eastern Dance Festival Oishii was about to spend $40 a kg on something organic. It's been years that I can't even remember what it was. From memory I think it was Garlic. Who the hell spends $40 on organic garlic?

Jamil drags me along to this Middle Eastern Dance party in some church looking building in Marrickville. It's beyond me why they always have this festival in the dodgest places in Sydney. They all have one thing in common, its always in bloody Marrickville.

So we arrive to the Middle Eastern Dance Festival when the whole event is nearly over. We sit down to watch a few performances. Jamil had some of his students in the festival. Once we watched them the closing act was this chick from SA as below:

I must say she was actually quite good to the drum solo. Once the show kerfuffle was over I storm over to buy some Arabic CD's to only buy Turkish CD's as they were $10. What a bargain. Those that have seen me CD shopping know that I shouldn't be disturbed. This is when Pamela calls.......

Insert freak #789. Let me explain Pamela to you. Well I dont know if I can explain Pamela to you. Initially I contacted her in Melbourne to discuss getting Jamil into a dance performance in a Melbourne show. She asked me to send her a DVD and that we should have a meet and greet in Sydney when she rocks up to the dance festival. Stupidly I agree..........

Now insert Pamela.... Picture a female version of Edward Scissorhands. Nails like stainless steel knives. Big blond boofy hair. Something that just walked off a porn set from 1956. Ok so I'm being harsh but honest here. According to her she's the best bellydancer that happen to Melbourne.

Being the medium here to introduce my client to her, within moments we both witnessed how disgusted she was with him. Mainly because she has her own Turkish male bellydancer in Melbourne that she is obessessed with. I think were nothing but a threat to the woman.

Within moments I sense that she wants to take this meet and greet to a cafe. The thought of sitting at a cafe with these two for the next hour scares the shit out of me. Making an excuse we manage to flea the church to head to Leichhardt for own catch up. Where do I find these freaks??????