39. Garbage, Metro Theatre, Sydney 2013

As the youngest of three children, my musical taste was greatly influenced by my (much) older sister. She was 22, I was 11, and we loved Belinda Carlisle. We loved Kylie Minogue. We loved Michael Jackson.

But as the mid 90s crept up on me and I entered highschool, everything changed. My new friends were listening to Pearl Jam, Nirvana, and The Smashing Pumpkins. They were wearing flannel, the boys were growing their hair long, and the girls embraced the “heroin chic” look. Grunge was at it’s peak even though the king Cobain himself had died just a year earlier. I remember one kid who turned to me in the very first class of Year 7, and said to me dead seriously, “the world is a vampire“, as if it were some sort of code. If I had been down with the right tunes I would have replied in similar form, “set to drai-ai-ain“, and been initiated into the halls of coolness for the next six years. But no locomotion or moondance could have prepared me for that.

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09. Placebo, Enmore Theatre, Sydney 2010

The one thing that Placebo always does right in order to put on a successful gig is book the Inner West’s Enmore Theatre – an intimate venue with the best acoustics I’ve ever heard.

That being said, it takes two to tango.

The sound that erupts from the trio and their band is the pure, aural manifestation of sex. Master song-writer and front-man Brian takes center-stage, shying under a single spotlight, fingers working his guitar like a lover under his thrall. His voice bleeds bedtime stories of love and hatred; the eternal pendulum of life and love. Darkness and oppression theme their latest album, Battle for the Sun, but the only thing that hits me front and center is their overwhelming success.

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06. Eddie Vedder, State Theatre, Sydney 2011

The State Theatre glitters in all of it’s dazzling glamour. No detail has been spared; the furnishings are exquisitely plush, from gilded staircases to marbled bathrooms, royal red carpet and an auditorium so decadent Mad King Ludwig himself would be shamed. It is truly a venue to house only the most glorious and gifted of artists, and what could be more fitting for God himself? For a god amongst men he is.

This is a man whose music shone through the dark, grittiness of the 90s grunge scene; one who survived the battles that claimed his peers; a man whose voice gave the world Daughter, Even Flow, Last Kiss, and Society. A voice that rings out, strong, piercing, wavering with 40 odd years of experience and raw emotion. And one that should have, by all rights, been silenced with the other legendary musicians of his generation.

Eddie Vedder.


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04. Rammstein vs Tool, BDO Sydney, 2011

It took the industrial gods of German rock that are Rammstein, clad and buckled in leather boots and vinyl uniforms, to rule the stage at Sydney’s Big Day Out on our very own Australia Day.

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If the deafening roar of the guitars didn’t catch your attention, the sky-high eruptions from the flame-throwers strapped to the band’s faces did (the heat from those firey pillars reached us at the back of the mosh, scorching our already flushed faces). Missiles of fireworks exploded above the stage, shooting towards the sound tent and then back again in retaliation. Flake jumps on a treadmill donning a mirrored tracksuit while Till’s booming voice thunders out the all the crowd favourites; Rammstein, Links 2-3-4, Du Reicht So Gut, Ich Will, Du Hast. I haven’t seen the crowd this electric all day. They’ve packed the stadium like sardines, blood boiling with the mercury , fueled by the rumble of the drums and the deep, dark intoxication that Rammstein belts out. The band doesn’t even falter in the typical 43-degree summer heat of Australia Day; they continue to serve it up to the ten-thousand strong army marching to their beat, the brutish punch of their music forcing fans and converts alike to join in unison, a legion of voices chanting along with the band as the clouds roll over, a fitting backdrop to the maelstrom the band has wreaked on stage.
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