|gig report - The Indelibles do The Alpine Retreat Hotel in Warburton Friday 5.7.19|
|Spectrum's third 50th Anniversary show goes the distance - just! Sat. 13.7.19|
Kerryn Tolhurst's DingoRadio opens proceedings (MG)
do their worst but fail to upset the show at the Yarraville Club in the
15.7.19 - It didn't start auspiciously when I arrived right on time for the soundcheck (i.e. late) and in my haste parked in the puddled wastelands on the wrong side of the Yarraville Club. Of course it was drizzling. I grabbed my guitars and tried to enter by a side door where a very smelly bloke was choking on a fag. He seemed to be in some sort of trance but obligingly swiped his card to open the door - to the pokies room! It must've taken me another five minutes to wend my way to the other side of the club to where the showroom actually is, where, thankfully, I found things still in the early stages of readiness. I brought the van around the the correct side of the club and brought my gear in to set-up.
One of the more ridiculous aspects of headlining is that you are obliged to sound-check first - conversely of course the opening act sound-checks last. It makes sense of course, but in my case I had to breakdown my amp and accoutrements that then had to be completely reset just before our Spectrum's set - and because, unlike the Caravan Club there's no curtain at the Yarraville, this is done in full view of the audience.
There's quite enough pressure anyway, but the additional factor of it being scrambled together in full view of the audience is disconcerting.
As I still wasn't quite ready I asked for an extra song from our guest DJ for the night, Max Crawdaddy, but when that song ended I still wasn't ready.
Expectant silence. Bugger. OK - we'll start now then.
A terse word to the audience and I successfully executed the new intro for Launching Place - and then I was roaring away with the standard portentous guitar intro.
Or, was I? Crunch! Nothing. And then I was back. And then I wasn't. PANIC!
Nobody had any idea what was happening, but the rest of the band joined in anyway.
Where the fuck was 'one'? The opening stanza was stretching out interminably until we discovered where 'one' actually was and then we were away - finally.
In the audience Maria was in a cold sweat. She wasn't alone.
At the end of the song I wrenched my misfiring iPhone out of the loop and made-do with my trusty Hot Rod amp neat for the rest of the night.
There was one more major glitch late in the set when half the PA just stopped functioning altogether, but thankfully that was right at the end of a song and didn't have a major impact on the overall presentation.
Three-quarters of the way through the set I realised we weren't going to fit all the songs in that I'd planned, so I fast-forwarded to the end, discarding Worm-turning Blues, Real Meanie and one of the encores. We'd lost more time dithering at the start of the set than I'd calculated.
I have to say the audience was very sporting though and joined in heartily at every opportunity - and I had some lovely conversations at the end of the evening with enthused people from all points of the compass - and history.
Personally I was a bit miffed at the glitches, but it wasn't just about me - or even us for that matter - and the concert as a whole went down very well. Kerryn Tolhurst's Dingoradio played a lovely blend of Country Radio and Dingoes tunes with a young singer, Simon Bruce, (whose personality reminded me oddly of the late Adrian Rawlins) revelling in the quality of the songs and the chance to perform with such an experienced outfit. Kerryn's slide and mando playing were as impeccable as always.
Madder Lake put in their usual tidy performance with Brenden Mason managing to inject his enlivening energy into both the Madders' and Spectrum sets.
There's one more Anniversary concert in the series to come at the Sooki Lounge in Belgrave in September. I'll be in touch.
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|The Indelibles blitz the Alpine Retreat Hotel in up-town Warby and Bill's bass guitar makes an unexpected appearance. Fri. 5.7.19|
Broc puts Bill Putt's P-bass through its paces.(MG)
An unknown actor sets
the scene for a happy Indelibles' return to Warby..
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