Still only just coming down from the high that was the first birthday weekend of Link and Pin
Body forgets what sleep is…liver is screaming…and my ears are ringing insanely.
Hard ons AKA Clandestine Sausage completely blew all our minds on Friday night…a sledge hammer to the brain, moving at freight train speed. The secret ahow was the worst kept secret on the Coast.
Breaking in their new front man Tim Rogers, this was a milestone event… being their first ever show with the new lineup.
Any doubts I had, were completely annihilated thirty seconds in, as Rogers writhed and wriggled and completely owned that Gabba Gabba Hey stage. The ultimate frontman!
A presence that just demands your attention, backed by one of the finest, loudest punk bands in the country.
I had the privilege to release the Hardons first EP, and now the privilege of hosting the first outing of the new chapter in HO history.
I’m still smiling and shaking my head in disbelief at what was one of my finest Hardons encounters in over 35 years.
Perfectly bludgeoned pop punk rock that is as honest as the day is long. Songs from the new album. Plenty of classics...and an encore that just kept on keeping on.
Thank you Raymond Ahn Peter Black Murray and Tim Rogers for not only helping myself, Adam Brzozowski and Milly D'Alton celebrate our first twelve months as a venue, but also for one of the most exciting live gigs I and everyone there that night have ever experienced. I shit you not.
History was made in The Woy tonight.
And it would be remiss of me not to mention Jack Nolan Music who opened the night’s proceedings with a beautifully sparse, gentle genre of sounds that wreaked true professionalism.
Cheese and chalk… but that’s what makes music so special. It speaks to all of us in different ways.
Saturday saw Space Boozzies Froth Dogs MD Horne's Last Call Spurs For Jesus and DRUGS IN SPORT punching out a full day of killer sounds, that ran from the Boozzies’ dirty ravaged street punk, and the smack-you-in-the-mouth three way thrash of Frothies, through to Mark Horne’s gravelled vox and folksy alt-country Celtic sea shanty style, Spurs’ dusty country cowpoking and the power pop sheer genius of the Drugs.
It doesnt get much better!
Thanks to my partners in crime, Milly and Adam, my family, and everyone who has ever stepped into the Link, bought a beer, ate a burger, grabbed a record or a Tshirt, danced to a band, stopped for chat, thrown down a cocktail or just simply came to hang out.
Without you guys, we are nothing.
And finally, our amazing staff. They are the heart and soul of the business, and we love ‘em all!
Look forward to catching you all at the Link.
Jack Nolan. Pics: Mark Fraser
Spurs For Jesus. Pics: Mark Fraser.
The Doggies kick off all stripped back tonight. Acoustic guitar. The most infectious of all instrumental openers.
Gorgeous melodious, pop beauty.
Catchy in a heartbeat and as warm as that first fourth grade kiss.
Summer on a stick.
Plug in the tele and we’re back to pure power pop… doggie style!
Loved ‘em for the best part of 40 years. Justified fully tonight.
Hands down the best show since their recent return to the stage.
Smart Folk are doing their final show with long time drummer, Feej tonight.
Transport yourself back to the 60s, and indulge in a yardbird style smorgasbord of sheer killer popestry.
Catchy as all fuck.
Seasoned pros across the board.
Dance barefoot amongst the dandelions…naked of course.
Darlin Be Home Soon..stripped and stapled.
Pete the earth, and Chris the energiser bunny, as he bounces around the stage.
Feej and KC the sensible and vital bottom end.
The Shadow of the Panther’s awesome 60s etch.
Overall, a wicked summer-etched tapestry of seasoned, sugared power pop.
Do Ya Know? Well ya fucken well should!
Farewell Feej! Going out on a more than worthy note tonight.
Summer has arrived!
Labradogs. Pics: Mark Fraser
Raising Ravens is the latest project for Jess Finlayson (Mis-Made, Nitocris), and with that pedigree, you can kinda guess the musical direction.
With fellow cohorts Tara Doyle (bass) and Scotty Bradbury (sticks), tonight is tight as fk, solid in your face rock… and then some.
Some more tender moments… ravaged and yet beautifully raw.
And then total highway runaway… full throttle double B. Aural bliss!
Theirs is a three way assault that belts, bloodies and blisters.
New single on the way.
Smittty & B Goode are a totally different breed of fish.
Quirked, killer, fuzzed rock.
Very cool dynamics.
The recent single, Wheels on Fire, is pure, snarled power pop. Beautifully raw and snotty at the same time.
The Smitty sound is a unique blend of punchy, ragged power pop and razed, indie garage rock.
Pulling surprise pockets out of their arse, it’s a set that drags you in affably and delivers all the right punches.
Some obvious nods to classic retro rock.
Pain is the flip side of recent said single. Catchy. Kickarse. Kool.
Infectious as all fuck!
Double speed g’bye!. Hell yeah.
Mark Fraser- redbackrock.com
Smitty & B. Goode. Pics: Mark Fraser.
Smitty & B. goode. Pics: Mark Fraser