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Another one bites the dust

1 Apr

It’s official. The Palace is closing.

It seems premature to write an obituary when the venue is still operating, but given that the end is inevitable, why wait?

While the original application to turn the site of the Palace into a luxury hotel that contravened the height limits of the area was rejected, a decision has yet to be made on the revised proposal that is currently with Melbourne City Council.

Nevertheless, the landlords of the building have advised the venue operators that the music dies on May 31, 2014.

And with that, an end will come to the 15o+ years of entertainment history at the top of the city. Not to mention, leave a sizeable hole in available venues for touring bands.

Where the magic happened - The Palace sounddesk circa 2009

The Palace will become a thing of legend, spoken of in the same tone as long gone but the much missed Punters Club.

My recollections of the Palace go way back when, to when it was The Metro, and Goo was the night to go to.

One of the first gigs that I went to there, happened to be the ten year anniversary of the Dandy Warhols. Who decided to mark the occasion by having a halftime joint to celebrate. Things got a little bit looser after that …

More recent recollections are of Goldfrapp dressed in what can only be described as Betamax; of Warren Ellis writhing around in a mix of leads and pedals during a Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds show; of the floor positively shaking as the Cat Empire commanded everyone to get down and get up again; and of Sharon Jones demonstrating the history of dance to an awestruck audience.Goldfrapp - The Palace Theatre, 2010

 Good time indeed.

So it is with a heavy heart that I toast the dying days of the Palace. May it be a phoenix and rise once more.


(I wanna) rock and roll all night

5 Mar

So far this year, I’ve been quite spoilt for choice in the nocturnal activities department. Admittedly, I’m not the one doing the actual rocking and rolling, but I’ve happily stayed out till the early hours of the morning in support of said musicians.

Japan's finest funk band, played the Espy in January.

Highlights include Osaka Monaurail, the Daptone Super Soul Review and Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds.

But I have to say, after these nights of frivolity, the furthest thing from my mind is to party every day.

Now, I am a little bit older than Gene and Paul were at the time that they wrote the “16th greatest hard rock song of all time”, but I don’t think even in my heyday I would have been able to sustain such a lifestyle for more than a week.

Certainly not without some stimulants. I’m currently reading Keith Richards memoir, and in it he recounts going for days without sleep.  Spoiler alert: Keith consumes a number of stimulants!

These days, after a big night out, all I want to do the next day is have a sleep in. Sometimes I don’t even need the night out to be wanting some good kip action.

Two weThe Rebelles at Flinders Street Station as part of White Night Melbourne.ekends ago, Melbourne had its big White Night extravaganza. By two in the morning I was  quite happy to go home. I’d seen the one band that I was dead keen on (The Rebelles), ooohhed and ahhed at the amazing projections along Flinders Street, and eaten onion rings (guilty pleasure).

There were plenty more bands that I was keen on seeing, I would have loved to have explored all the alley ways, and it would have been great to have that smug sense of satisfaction to be able to say, yeah I was there for the whole night. But honestly, my feet hurt. I had a social engagement the next morning. And Mikelangelo and the Tin Star will play again.

It may not have been all night, and it may not have been rock and roll, but I certainly gave it my best shot.