So I have another job, so this has gotten in the way of the postings of my musical musings. Also, the fact that my computer has given up on living has not helped. So, I have borrowed a Ferrari of sorts and here we are.
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Big Scary and The Grates @ The Corner Hotel
I do admit I have never been a HUGE Grates fan, and was a little apprehensive when my dear blister asked me to accompany her on Saturday eve. My fears heightened when I read that Alana, my favourite member of the band, had flown the coop in favour of different pastures (touring with Neil Finn... I cannot blame her). So there I was, curious and not alone, at the Corner last night.
To my pleasant surprise, the support act was Big Scary, the Melbourne twosome who released four wonderful seasonal EPs last year. I had not caught them live yet, and now I can confirm them as one of my favourite acts getting around. They have an eclectic setlist which I'm sure will not fit with every taste, but their diverse sound is held together by a tight sound and a joyful energy. I am also in awe/love with their quirkily wondrous drummer Jo. She has inspired me to take up MORE instruments.
I love The Apple Song, Hamilton and Tuesday is Rent Day, but they are all magic.
The Grates came on at about an hour to the witching hour (I use witch clock now, it's more accurate) and from the outset showed me a new side that I had not experienced. With two new additions and a sound that was eerily reminiscent of early Magic Dirt and Adalita in her glory days, it was the quirk that defined them with a new, grunge-edge. Patience is still the bouncing ball of energy that defined them in their early live sets, and had the crowd eating out of her tiny, beautiful hands in no time. All in all, I was very pleasantly surprised, and have borrowed their new album Secret Rituals, ready for a new era of female-fronted Australian rock n'roll.
I LOVE this new one. And Patience. Na na na na ooooo.
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Reclink Community Cup @ Elsternwick Park
If you have not already heard, once a year there is a magical day when those who were never meant to be allowed on a football field are set loose, and a rock n'roll frenzy begins. The PBS Megahurtz are a motley crue of radio DJs from across Melbourne's fine RRR and PBS stations (plus a few guests) and the Espy Rockdogs are a collection of local muso's who pull on the socks in order to raise funds for a good cause.
This afternoon Elsternwick Park was overrun with old and young alike, families, dogs, streakers, drunkards, thinkers, players and friends. The likes of the great Tim Rogers, my favourite aria winner Dan Sultan and the vivacious Dan Luscombe led the Rockdogs to a resounding win, though the Megahurtz put up a valiant fight despite their lack of any football skill whatsoever.
(The greatest frontman Australia has produced... playing up forward.)
Highlight was indeed the ending of the day by You Am I playing in the grandstand, Rogers and co. still in great form despite any injuries sustained on the field. All this hilarity and good ol' fashioned fun for a five dollar donation to a worthy charity? Sundays are dandy.
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So that's that for this week. I'll leave you with a pretty beautiful little clip from Big Scary.
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