Friday, April 14, 2006

SO MUCH TO SAY, so little time!

In an effort to bring you more, we've been frantically attending gigs and taking notes so that you guys are in the know. Ok whiteboydancefloor fanatics... we've got alot to get through today so lets be efficiently speedy!

April 11th - The Rolling Stones





Lets be blunt, you know as well as i do it was unspeakably amazing. The fireworks show to begin the Stones set was very appropriate for a tour & album entitled "A Bigger Bang". If you went, your truely blessed. The moving of the stage down a 50-60 metre platform was astonishingly rock n roll brilliance and during the breakdown in "Miss you" was perfect!. This typifies the way they use the whole stage (which was some 30-40 metres wide!) particularly Jagger instilling the firm belief in every member of the crowd that he is the god of rhythm and blues. Keith was dynamic, but dynamic as we all know him to be. The song studded finish of classics were like one sucker punch after another, once the lungs had recovered from the last hit, they hit you with another.

If your after a setlist... check my previous post!

It must be said folks, those who complained of the sound quality were in 35 buck seats... which if your seeing the rolling fucking stones for 35 dollars, you should feel priveleged to be within a 50km radius. Hell i was appreciative that they were in the same country... we would have been blessed with a gig via satellite! So fuck them and theyre 35 buck seats...i shit on them!

Support was The Living End... with the crowd not easily impressed, Chris Cheney and his men pulled out all stops, adding bits to songs and going as hard as they know how. Cheney would hav rarely had to prove himself this much in recent times, but he proved himself a true showman. His usual guitar skills not wowing the Richards/Woods faithful stones fans... so wat did Chris do... well he did fuckin more didnt he!

April 13th - The Darkness at the Big Top, Luna Park





Now this was some good fun. With only two albums to choose from, you'd expect a bit of filler... but not the case. A fantastically energetic rock n roll gig. It was like getting the best of acdc/queen/elton john all in the one sitting.

As always, Justin's costume changes were frequent, his between song batter charmingly british and his guitar skills, more than capable. A slight hitch during "Blind man" where Justin made a piano faux pas, however his charm immediately made the crowd only further entrenched in the palm of his hand. Justin finished the set on a roadies shoulders tearing up a solo through the crowd, commanding them to pave a way for him.

Drummer Ed... well i wouldnt know if he was there or not, but as always personal favourite was the humble back up presence of Dan. If Justin had not introduced him, one could forget he was there should he not have some of the most underrated guitar skills of the modern day.

To say I thoroughly enjoyed myself was an understatement. One major highlight was the new bass player, whom provided vocals for the "highway to hell" cover and brief swaray of "thunderstruck". Clearly his input in the band will be alot more significant than that of the beloved Frankie Poullain, onstage their communication and reciprocation seemed more prominent than with Frankie.

Highlights of the music variety were the all the old classics off their debut "Permission to Land" with "Knockers" & "It is just me" only being out done by the ball shattering "Bald" which they closed with.

Support was After the Fall... they try to talk up the darkness as a means of gaining love and acceptance from their home state. It did little to impress me, made one think they didnt believe there music was enough to impress, and if they thought this, they were dead on the fucking dinger. Average and forgettable.

FINALLY...

My discovery to end my role in the Whitegirldancefloor: Bitches & Beats Week

The Octopus Project




Thanks to bands like the Go team, instrumental music has be able to gain alot more credibility as more than a band who cant find a singer. Dont let the gay name put you off. Making a name for themselves as SXSW to say the least, this texan trio is out there.

In an unsual mix of a beautiful and atmospheric nursery with the dirt and grit of a public sandpit in mt druitt (all those from penrith will know my point). The music seems to effortlessly and unintentionally capture multiple emotive aspects. Described as an experimental / instrumental / fucking mental pop band, you'll probably gain your own completely different vibe of what the Octopus Project are preaching... if anything at all.

My suggestion would be their biggest hit "tuxedo hat" but whatever man... your choice.

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