Tuesday 15 August 2017

1994-11-26 - End of Year Party @ Festival Hall, Melbourne

My second gig was the very 1994 lineup of "End of Year Party" - The Truth, CBD, Tina Arena, Kulcha, The Sharp, Chocolate Starfish.


Looking at the ticket, the event appears to have been an all-ages charity event for Ronald McDonald House. The ticket also reminds me that we had seated tickets, but we ignored that and ran into the middle of general admission as soon as we got there.

My friend Mik and I attended to see The Sharp, with the added bonus of the recently discovered The Truth. We had zero interest in the other acts.

We were one of the few fans of The Truth from memory. Most of the crowd were not interested. We'd recently discovered them and had bought their album and knew all the words. We must have been very annoying. I remember they didn't play particularly well compared to the previous time, but I may be misremembering how great they were the first time.

CBD were from all evidence a horrible boy band so we didn't expect much. They were exactly as expected, but I have a strong memory of their bass player playing a fantastic funk solo in the middle of the set, which earned a grudging round of applause from us.

During Tina Arena's set the guy in front of us kept yelling about Mickey Mouse or something (likely confusing Young Talent Time...) - during this rant Mik threw a bottle on stage, which resulted in us being swiftly evicted from the venue.

So blissfully we missed Kulcha while we wondered off and got a drink.

We sat out front and sang loudly along when The Sharp started. The bouncers eventually got sick of us and let us back in with a slap on the wrist.

The Sharp were fantastic. It was hard to see, and I was pathetic and scared of the mosh, but the crowd pogo'd like maniacs which the band loved. It was all over far too quick, my strongest memory being the moment at the start of Train of Thought where Piet comes out from behind the drumkit to use his sticks on the double-bass while Alan rides it... Great stuff.

Chocolate Starfish were pretty terrible. The singer kept sticking his microphone down his pants. It wasn't something we were interested in so we left early.