- Cherry Poppin' Daddies @ The Corner, 9/4/11
You can't help but get that familiar feeling of fondness when you hear this Oregon band mentioned. They've been kicking it (whatever this proverbial it is) for about 21 years now, and although they may have tamed their wild ways slightly, the pure energy and excitement emanating from stage was still like crack to my jungle rhythm-loving feet. I literally kicked off my shoes and showed that I still knew how to dance to the infectious mix of swing/ska/rockabilly... and I was not the only one. The crowd was wide-ranging in age, but the brass solos, scat-singing double bass player, the lead guitarist who looked as if he were 12 and the very flappable Steve Perry on vocals made sure that all barriers were forgotten and cares left at the door.
Ably supported by the hard-working and consistently brilliant Melbourne swingers, Frankie Wants Out, the night was a complete success. Highlights were FWO's classic 'The Melbourne Way', the rioting that followed Ding Dong Daddy and brilliant encore of Irish Whiskey by the Daddies.
- The Lucksmiths
Possibly my favourite band of all time, and as I was sitting on the tram this evening, the light/city/funny old people conspired to remind me just how much I love almost everything they ever released. Words do not suffice to describe precisely what this little Northcote band makes me feel.
Please go to Lost & Lonesome or Matinee (If you are not in good ol' Oz) and buy anything you can from their back catalogue... Including their last ever 7" and DVD of their farewell show. Last time I ordered something they send me a handwritten postcard too. Hooray.
- Melting Pot @ Vibe on Smith (now actually signless, which confused me no end, and apparently called Seraphim? What-the-evs.)
This was something new for me, but it had a very old vibe (forgive me) to it. It made me think of the early Jeff Buckley recordings when he used to just play in cafes to whomever was there.
Set up with 3 chairs and 3 mics in the centre of the room, with couches, stools and benches haphazardly arranged around them, the upstairs gig room became someones lounge room, if they had invited all their extended friends and family over. 3 songwriters then took it in turns to play a tune or ditty, and they ranged from the soulful to the comical, the rocking to the lullaby. In all, a beautiful evening out... and it happens every week on a Friday! I advise you to get on down and experience it for yourself. Have musical talent? Contact the lovely folks and get yourself a spot... it really is a warm and inviting atmosphere to bare your soul in.
This was the last song of the evening, a beautiful cover done by Lucy Roleff and Sarah Martin of Cloud City. Care of the Cloud City website.
So that was this week. Next I week shall bring... who knows what. But I for one can't hardly wait.
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