Just call me d’Queen of Freebies…


From about 4.30pm Friday until 8pm Sunday, I was ensconced [?!] in a veritable feast of freebies!

I began w, while not free, fabulously subsidised by my wk social club, $1 stubbies, upstairs – how hard is THAT to resist on a Friday afternoon, not to mention the v. favourable 4.30 knock-off!!, then, courtesy of the mag I occasionally still dabble in, a freebie gig [Superjesus/Skulker] that I didn’t even have to review! So, w gig buddy in tow, we grab a drink at Ric’s Cafe, share a fab roasted pumpkin, fetta & sour cream pizza from the adjacent Fat Boys [this is a standard thing to do at Ric’s/FatBoys – they’re kinda oneinthesame, except you can only consume food at Fat Boys, so you basically order your food, buy a drink at Ric’s and find a table ‘next door’], and hit the Arena, where we find local lads, Shifter, cranking it out. While the place is far from full at this stage, they have their fans… though I’m not converted any time soon. For me, five-pieces are over-instrumentalised anyway, and as I invariably say, ‘lose the keyboards!’ One minute they were ripping into some good ‘harmonic’ stuff, the next, they couldn’t seem to decide which genre they belonged to, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but I’m just guessing some of the musos in the band are into ‘pop-rock’, while others are still into ‘grunge’ and others are just into ‘singing nice harmonies’… so, y’know, a bit too many ideas goin’ on…

But on with the real reason I was there. I love ‘old school’ Superjesus [Saturation/Sumo, etc.] and hadn’t seen ’em for years, so was curious more than anything, and they tend to be a pretty ‘reliable’ band in that they write good, clean, ‘tight’ pop, and Sarah McLeod’s got a fab voice and pulls off the rock chick frontwoman thing w/o the pretence! But first, were Skulker, all-girly rockers, who I was looking very much forward to, despite only having heard them ‘on record’… Sadly, while they have some great songs, they were a bit disappointing, with too much of an ‘image consultant’ in their managment p’aps, and that ‘whoah oh oh oh ooooooooh’ song is pretty indicative of the rest. Still they ‘put on a good show’…

The Superjesus were still really good ‘after all these years’ [lineup changes notwithstanding! Like the new cute guitarist!], and, yep, they’re pretty timeless it would seem… Having said that, and it probably says more about my age than anything, I was more excited about hearing their played-to-death hit single Down Again [surprised they still included it in their setlist, but I guess it is their crowd-pleaser, and they hammered it out to perfection to close the encore] than their new stuff – I just wanted to see if they still ‘cut it’. I mean, years ago I would’ve been ‘in the mosh’ goin’ nuts, and coming out all sweaty and elated – this time I came out going, ‘yep, I still love the old stuff, they’re still a good band, but I don’t need to see them again now.’ So, aided by zimmerframe, I wandered out.

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On Saturday, courtesy of my Real Estate [of all people?!], scratching the backs of local business, etc… I took advantage of my FREE ‘cut and blowdry’! So, w lopped locks, I was to head out for ANOTHER free gig – this time in the form of Goodshirt/Peabody . But, um, er, I didn’t quite make it [and given I was supposed to review this one – oops!] Still, I called a friend to see what he was up to. ‘Nothing much, having a quiet one’. He’d also had a reasonably large one the night before, so suggested a couple of dvds. Sounded like a good plan to me. So whilst ‘accidentally’ draining 2 bottles of Cab Sav between the two of us, I finally saw LA Confidential, and giggled our way through the fabulous Ice Age! Hysterical [after a few drinks – to paraphrase Christy Moore on the spoken word intro to the cover of the Pogues’ Fairytale in New York, from his Live at the Point album, ]!

I woke up feeling, shall we say, a tad ‘liverish’, scooted home by 9.30 am, had to feed me neglected doggit, about-face, hunt down a suitable caffeine fix [acquiring a delightful raspberry muffin en route!], re-group, and immerse myself in my 10am Espanol lesson! Oh my… Sie, sie…

I then wrapped up the w/e up w not 1, but 6 complimentary passes to the preview to the general release of new Aussie flick, The Rage in Placid Lake which I’d missed at BIFF…. starring [and on this occasion being introduced by] Ben Lee Quite the chuckle it was indeed. Some nice observations about one’s choices in life and some fabulous pisstakes on corporate culture/the life of a drone, etc…

Oh, speaking of which, back to me 9-5. gig.. thud…