deathpixie | As promised, Whitlams Gig Squeeing

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Okay, I'm a few days late, the gig having been on Thursday, but me and the computer just can't seem to get our schedules together. Man, my iBook's a popular little bunny these days, out all hours, sleeping until noon, living off Vegemite toast and Berocca...

*grins* Okay, okay, I'll stop amusing myself and get to the point.

I've already said it, <user site="livejournal.com" user=" "_bounce_"> has already said it, but it bears saying again. The gig was absolutely awesome. With a capital AWE. We got there half way through Modular Lounge's set. In my opinion, that wasn't a huge loss, them being your generic guitar-based rock band with a deafened sound mixer who was laying the bass awfully heavy. The Prince of Wales Bandroom is pretty cool, though. Dark, lots of space, several bars (two, I think - it's easy to get lost in the darkness) and the most amusing toilet identification signs I've seen in a while - a pair of breasts and a willy.

Modular Lounge finished up, we had a couple of over-priced beers, and then the second support act, Gus and Frank, came on. And a brand-new obsession was born. <lj= "qodarkness"> had played me one song when she was staying with me, but it's hard to get obsessed over one song. They were a great blend of humour and musical talent, and Chris, the bass player, was a dread-locked muscular god. *grins* Yes, I was ogling the bass player. Everytime they were told they'd sold a CD, they broke into the "We sold a CD" song, in various styles - the Beatles and Rage Against the Machine were the ones we heard, but I know they sold more than two CDs 'cause they were sold out by the time I asked about them at the end of the night. Nevermind, I'll check out JB Hi-Fi this week. :)

After Gus and Frank wound up there was another of those setting-up waits, and we watched as Gus and Frank signed autographs and talked to fans just in front of us. And Frank stood on my foot. And apologised. *swoons*

Eventually the moment we had been waiting for arrived: the Whitlams came on stage and started playing... "I Will Not Go Quietly", I think it was, but I have to admit my memory's hazy for specifics. It all blended into two hours of wonderful, wonderful music, non-stop dancing (or at least swaying, on the slow songs), singing along with the crowd, and sheer bliss. We were lucky enough to get fairly close to the stage, and with the departure of a girl in a wheelchair, managed to get closer. At the very end, I was able to lean on the barrier at the front of the stage.

Like I said, I can't remember specifics, but I've gone through my CD collection and I think I've been able to come up with the playlist. Not in order, mind, since that's beyond my poor fuzzy brain, but I can list the songs played in album chronological order:

Introducing

Gough

Undeniably

Shining (which I didn't recognise at first, since it was Tim singing it, and not Stevie Plunder, who was the band's singer until his suicide between the second and third albums)

I Make Hanburgers
Met My Match

Eternal Nightcap

No Aphrodisiac
Buy Now Pay Later (Charlie No. 2)
Melbourne (of course *grins*)
Charlie No 1
You Sound Like Louis Burdett (and I sang this at the top of my lungs, all the while thinking thoughts at <user site="livejournal.com" user=" "lisew"> and <user site="livejournal.com" user=" "pollymel"> who are my Burdett Buddies)
Tangled Up In Blue (the final encore)

Love This City

Blow Up The Pokies
Make The World Safe
Thankyou (For Loving Me At My Worst)
Made Me Hard

Torch The Moon

Cries Too Hard
I Will Not Go Quietly
Royal In The Afternoon
Don't Believe Anymore
Best Work
Start My Cellar Again.

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Mostly accurate, I think. But like I said, it was absolutely amazing. :)