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Saturday Night, Live!

For me, being an emerging creative artist means doing lots of little things as a step forward to bigger things. So today as I stand folding napkins at my cafĂ© day job, I think about all the other creatives on the Sunshine Coast and how many of them are giving their time to their craft tonight. You see, we are very lucky to have a varied and vibrant music scene that is emerging here on the coast. Venues all over are supporting musicians giving them a space to perform and hone their craft for YOU. Far from the bustling masses of Brisbane, our own talented artists spend a portion of every day producing a little naked piece of their soul to present for your pleasure.

What we need to do is get off our couches and get our butts out to appreciate these amazing entertainers. So many shows are on for FREE! We must attend to keep it alive, it's a privilege to be in a time where we are offered such opportunities, if we can't support our local music scene it will wither and die like a flower without rain. From Noosa to Caloundra you can hear the talent of many award winning locals and some equally spectacular new breed artists at your local venues, like Blackwater, The Helm or even the Full Moon Dance out at Verridale. The possibilities are endless, get up and dance people, take yourself out of the mundane and into a world of carefree, fanciful fun. It doesn't matter whether you are into Hip Hop, Dance, Blues, Rock, Jazz or a sound more unique and underground; there is always an act to be seen on Saturday night, live!

Some faves you can look forward to seeing regularly are...
























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