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... erm I mean actually:
http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=79528

Tassie parties hard to see in new year
Sunday Jan 1 12:25 AEDT

Drizzle did not dampen the spirits of Saturday night's revellers who saw in the New Year around the state, reports the Sunday Tasmanian.

More than 10,000 people flocked to Hobart's waterfront to dine at the Taste and admire the world-class yachts before Princes Wharf No. 1 was transformed into a jungle.
WOO, TEN THOUSAND. THAT'S LIKE A THOUSAND MORE THAN NINE THOUSAND. ALSO, YACHTS!

What a "Fun and Exciting Way" to enjoy New Year's Eve... Looking at boats owned by a gaggle of overfed rich tax-dodging cunts. As my brother pointed out (between bursts of loud abuse about how fucking boring and pointless the whole Sydney to Hobart race in general is), there are two things wrong with all of them: 1. No Motor, 2. No Fishing Gear.
Hundreds went bananas at the Jungle Boogie party, which started at 7pm and went until after midnight.
IT WENT TILL AFTER MIDNIGHT! WOW!

Like, extreme, etc.

IT IS REPORTED SOME WERE EVEN PARTYING AT 1:30AM! WHAT RAUCOUS AND UNABASHED DISPLAYS OF RECKLESSNESS BY SOME FANCY-FREE YOUTH!!!! MADNESS!

Ahem.
A few Tarzans, Janes and jungle creatures got into the mood but the event was open to anyone keen to see in the New Year at one of the state's biggest parties.

My mental image via Google ACTUAL PHOTOS of the proceedings:

  • Plastic ferns

  • Moustachioed swingers lost in the wrong venue

  • Christians (or at the very least loads of people who look like such)

  • A DJ called "Derek" who had to be coaxed away from a lucrative gig at the Cygnet Presbyterian Church
Of course, most were waiting for the fireworks display which saw in the New Year, marked by gun salutes every hour leading up to the anticipated display.

The $35,000 fireworks extravaganza, which included state-of-the-art patterned fireworks in citrus colours, survived the downpour to light up chilly faces.
Sorry, but last I checked $35,000 doesn't buy an extravaganza. Blowing up Oranges doesn't count either. Though it does keep old looneys who live up in the hills employed for one night a year.
Tasmania Police commended the crowds at the waterfront and said the night had been no different to any other Saturday.
THIS IS A DEVELOPMENT! There's a party in Hobart on every Saturday night? You could have fooled at least one person I know who lives there.

I can't put my finger on why precisely, but the language reads like a press release from a council in Southern NSW about a festival involving primary school children putting on a papier-mache eisteddfod for their parents and The Local Priest. "Hundreds went bananas..." ugh. The theme "Jungle Boogie" is erm.. lacking enough, but that "hundreds of people" qualified it as "one of the state's biggest parties" says it all, I think.

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cfsmtb, Wednesday, January 4, 2006, 6:48 AM
pfff!! You should of been there during the heady '80's! Underage drinking in the streets! Jugs of bundy at Knoppies! Goth chicks falling in constitution dock. Oh, actually that did happen. Same goth chick hanging out the Long Gallery by a wire, yelling rejoice the bicentennial is over. Oh, actually that did happen too. Needless to regale the goings on at the Hopeless Wanker, meant Hope & Anchor.

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