21 years old, in a new country, and here was my favourite band in the world, three nights in a row. Three nights which decided the course of the next 21 years of my life.
There is a kind of narrative that the journey of a music fan starts with generic chart pop and gradually develops towards Proper Music like rock and indie. There are a lot of problems with the narrative, in particular its inherent sexism – it’s no coincidence that Proper […]
“It’s only now, as midnight approaches, that I realize how many songs they didn’t play. I’m barely able to breathe let alone move or walk. I may never listen to guitar music again.” This gig marked my introduction into the most joyous and life-affirming experience that I have […]
Exactly one year after my first gig came my second. And it was exactly the same thing – the Big Day Out Festival at the Fremantle Oval. Just nowhere near as good.
By January 1993 I was 17, nearly 18. Since becoming a music obsessive via David Bowie and the Pet Shop Boys at age 13, I had wandered through the early 90s in search of My Scene. I stumbled through a varied landscape including Faith No More, Seal and […]
Gig zero? Why on earth is this gig zero and not gig number 1? The simple fact is, I was not me when I went to this gig. By which I mean, I was not the music-obsessed, gig-seeking nutter that I was shortly to become and who writes […]