Went to see Hard-Fi at the Prince of Wales Bandroom in St Kilda last week. I have to say it was one of the best concerts I’ve been to in the last few years. They certainly know how to entertain the crowd – got some good stage presence. F**king good band. And guess what? I was about 2 metres from the stage, very, very close. My ears were ringing afterwards for 2 days, that’ll f**king teach me…
They played a good mixture of tracks from the first album “Stars of CCTV” and the latest one, “Once Upon a Time in the West”. There were a few crowd pleaser songs in there – ‘Hard to Beat’; ‘Television’; ‘Living for the Weekend’ – which definitely got the crowd jumping. Including me for a change. I never seem to relax at concerts and jump around and have a right jolly old time. Usually I can’t as I’m too busy watching for arseholes, neds and junkies around me or the people I’m with. This time however, I cared not a jot. Don’t know why it was different. Was it because I wasn’t with anyone and so wasn’t constantly watching out for people? Dunno.
I really did enjoy myself though. Felt as if I was sharing something with my Australian audience members, I think I’m starting to feel that I’m settling in here. Doing things that I would do normally back in the UK.
Not sure who the next band will be. I did notice that Groove Armada and Jose Gonzales are playing at some festival at the end of the year. And Rufus Wainwright is playing Jan/Feb next year.
Now, here’s a thing. What is it about people who pay good money – $50+, to go see a concert and do one of the following things:
- Get so pissed, hear the first song and slump away during the second one, never to be seen again.
- Stand and text their friends all night.
What the f**k is all that about?
October 9, 2007 at 6:58 am
Little Bro, good to see you getting a bit of oz culture. Agree with your comments re gettin p****d at the concerts. My good lady (thats olly to you) and myself are just back from dublin for a weekend. Whilst there we went to see the Police concert and I have to say for a bunch of wrinklies the wroung side of 60 they certainly know how to put on a show. Though most of the audience weren’t even born when the Police were around first time out!! Top totty though!!!. But yes all you seemed to get was teenagers texting their mates or worse trying to talk to them. If its not that its being carted away on one of those stupid chairs by the ambulance crew who thought they were out for the night to see a free concert!!! One other thing maybe its just me but when I spend all that money to go to a gig I keep my hairy white a**e glued to that seat. I have never seen so many people getting up off their a**es to go to the loo. Do irish people have weak bladders??. What the F**K is that all about indeed!!! (super ally)
October 10, 2007 at 9:47 am
Super Ally, Super Ally, oh way, oh way, oh way. The Polis are playing Melbourne in the New Year so might pop along to that. Yes, don’t understand the concept of people trying to call other during a concert – what is so important that need to make that phone call at that point in time? “Yeah I’m at the concert…I SAID I’M AT THE CONCERT!!”. D*cks. Thanks for the mental image of the hairy white a**e, and I’ve just had my tea too.
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