Login | Sign-Up

Polaroids Of Androids

Articles

Die! Die! Die! + The Ripping Dylans + Ohana @ Spectrum
28/11/08

Die! Die! Die!

Things that have happened over the last two months:

  • I turned 26
  • I got engaged
  • I got hit by a car
  • I bought an iPhone
  • I bought tickets to see Leonard Cohen

I mention these snapshots of my personal life to: a) gain sympathy (a fucking car hit me!) and; b) point out the fact that I am growing up. I am becoming a man. A responsible adult. A functioning, law abiding, tax paying (next year) member of society.

Because of my newfound maturity I was a little bit worried that I was maybe too old (and sensible) to enjoy the ruckus-causing musical destruction of Die! Die! Die! - a band who deliver a live show that is something like a noisy, orgasmic, friendly fist fight with twenty-or-so of your newest best friends. I decided that maybe (for the first time EVER) I should enjoy the music of the New Zealand punk trio from the safety of the 'old man section'.

Two songs in and, as frontman Andrew entered the crowd for the first time, I thought to myself "am I a little bitch?", "when did I grow cute pig tails and start wearing sexy, polka dresses?" and "when did I forcibly remove my mansticles and start bitching up like such a little bitchy bitch?"

At this point I started to think that I was maybe being a little stupid (that vodka vs Red Bull kicked, igniting the voices in my head as well) AND decided to push forward. I entered 'the party zone', a lovely little place, front row center, where I was able to comfortably fulfill my desire to rub my sweat against strangers, elbow fellow die hard fans without any worry of the repercussions and generally 'lose my shit' to a band that are surely the current world cup champions of the Most Head-Phuckingly Awesome Band On The Planet Award.

Over the next thirty minutes several things happened - boys were transforming into men (and some ladies too - hmmm... kinda sexy), limbs flew around the room, large security men tried to settle the crowd down, guitars were used as weapons to damage shiny disco balls and Die! Die! Die! did what they do best - blow people's minds.

I saw a couple of people who were seeing the band for the first time. They were pretty much speechless. And that's just it - words don't really do their live performances justice. It's a wild party that makes perfect sense. Everyone has a good time and as insane as it gets - nobody seems to get hurt. Good, honest, inhibition-free fun.

The show was easily on par with their performance at Oxford Art Factory earlier in the year and, although it was a lot more cramped and the band seemed to be battling a whole load of inconsistent sound issues, the 'intimacy' of Spectrum meant that everyone was forced to be part of the show. It was punk party shambles at it's most chaotic brilliance.

AND Blue Skies is STILL the best song. EVER.

The evening was opening up by Ohana who put a damn fine and (as usual) tight performance. The Ripping Dylans were the polar opposite, delivering a sloppy, yet still unbelievably, engaging performance. Their great "we kinda don't give a fuck" attitude is perfect. Get some new songs into my mailbox already! Both bands did more than enough to fill their roles and although they were never going to outshine the main event were pleasant room warmers for those of us who were super excited and got in extra early.

Here are some photos from the night, kindly donated by Annie Ly.

Ohana

Ohana

Ohana

Ohana

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Filed Under
Articles
Die! Die! Die!
The Ripping Dylans
Ohana

 

You'll Probly Like This Stuff Too

 

Comments

quack

ewww he wore the same shirt two nights in a row. don't need to smell to cause a ruckus.

1 decade ago

Seymour

Great review.

I really wanted one of those disco balls to fall down, so I could somehow smuggle it home...I was thinking something along the lines of a sudden preganacy.

1 decade ago

Jonny Yes Yes

ha
sudden pregnancies are the best kind...

at one stage it looked like they were gonna knock them all over.. and everyone in 'the ruckus area' were gonna get a souvenir...

1 decade ago

marrowmonkey

Twas a very good night. I enjoyed the Ripping Dylans heaps, never realised how much Ohana songs actually sound like the album, rather impressed because that album is pretty freaking good.

1 decade ago

kristov8

Haha a piece of the disco ball actually hit my girlfriend on the head. Her one regret was not taking it home with her, as a souvenir.

Great review, sums it all up perfectly. Amazing night!

1 decade ago

gemdilem

DDD compared to Bloc Party

1 decade ago

monachilada

umm, id say its more "Bloc Party being told to look at DDD to see how it's done".

1 decade ago

vanishingpoint:.

this was my first time seeing and hearing ohana, i was so freaking impressed, i'm wearing their shirt as i write this, like a good little submissive should. i love ohanas album, the only problem i have with it is that its very short.

DDD, oh my gosh, i've loved these guys for a few years and i was so excited to see them, and they did not dissapoint.

hey Johnny, i'm also 26 (at the time) and kinda had a similar feeling, but i didn't give a shit when they started, though also after a number of beverages. it was all i dreamed to to be, can't wait for them to return to sydney.

1 decade ago

ricochet

I must say johnny, the way you lose your shit to die! die! die! makes me feel the need to see them live.........now!
Every time I've planned to see them, some kind of force pushes me away (this force has appeared at least 4 or 5 times), and I'd much rather listen to the blueprint 3 than miss the next "ddd" show.

1 decade ago

Comments are currently closed because Spam Bots ruin everything.