Here’s a few of the Desert Highways team’s Top lists for 2018. Thank you all for your support again throughout 2018, it’s very much appreciated! Also a massive thanx to all of our contributors. Very proud to work with such an incredibly talented group of people!
Crossover legends Dirty Rotten Imbeciles (D.R.I.) have a career that spans about four decades. Which for folks at home means that they starting playing music about 5 or 6 Star Wars films ago. While the band never really broke into the mainstream, they have had a strong ‘underground’ following throughout their career, and their influence has been felt all across the genres of metal, punk and hardcore. This was D.R.I’s first time in Perth and it was bound to be an interesting night.
Right before Scalphunter took to the stage I overheard a punter mention that it had been forever since they’d seen Scalphunter open for another band. But, holy fuck, do they know how to open – with an explosion of screaming and blaring guitars. Even though he barely takes a moment to breathe between each song, frontman Steve Knoth somehow manages to keep things at an insane level of intensity. Seriously, the guy has some fucking stamina. But the same could be said for any member of the band. The crowd was a little small, given how early in the night it was, but it didn’t stop Knoth from stirring up the audience, walking through the crowd and taunting them to show even just a little more energy. They played a short set compared to what fans might have been used to, but it was pitch-perfect and punk-as-fuck and a perfect way to start off a big night. Continue reading →
Melbourne band, Clowns, have quickly started making a name for themselves as one of the hardest working bands in the country. Already closing in on around 60 shows for the year including shows on a few different continents, it seems insane to cram them into the smallest venue in Perth – especially considering any of the ‘support’ acts could probably sell out the same room in their own right. And sell out it did, fast.
Joining them on tour, was Melbourne grunge-rockers, Summer Blood, who opened up the night. Their sound is a sort of throwback to the ‘90s, but with a hint of the Smiths, a little mellow when compared to the rest of the line-up, but they performed admirably. After all, they had their work cut out for them.
Friday night was a cause for celebration. It was to be the first show at the brand new venue ‘Jimmy’s Den’ which being right in the heart of Northbridge is a godsend for Perth music fans. Not only this, but Scalphunter were launching their double A-Side single and filming their entire set. This kind of excitement in the air sets the scene for a huge night, and I was not disappointed.
After years of refining their brand of ‘90s punk and ska, Blindspot took to Amplifier Bar to launch their latest EP ‘You’re So Phoney’. With the aid of phenomenal supports and a keen understanding of a good time, Blindspot managed to do justice for the new tracks, creating a night to remember filled with crazy scenes and a sense of humour.
Setting the pace for the night was The Light The Dark; who exploded onto the stage with their punk-infused mix of hardcore and metal. The band traversed seamlessly between melody and brutality, with vocalist Michael Spencer completely dominating the stage with a presence like no other. The slowly filling room quickly obliged the band’s call to action, with the crowd getting up the front to shout along. Continue reading →
It was the album launch for Perth’s drunkest punk brats The Bob Gordon’s. Due to a sudden lack of venues in Perth, The Causeway has opened it’s doors to bands and between the brightly painted wall mural, pinball machines and pool tables there was a fun vibe to the venue.
Before the first band had gone on I had people telling me to go home, not because they feared what awful crap I might write about them or what derp faces I might capture this time with my camera, but because I apparently looked “devastated” due to getting food poisoning about 20 minutes before the show started. If nothing else this meant I actually sat on my ass and watched most of the show, rather than having the camera permanently in front of my face while losing count of how many times I’d been asked if I’d thrown up yet. Band boys, they’re classy! Continue reading →