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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.


From St Kilda to Kings Cross

19 Jan

I have reached a conclusion that 2013 is the year of soul. Forget the more widely observed year of Water Cooperation and Quinoa. (Who comes up these lists? If it was me, every second year would be the year of the potato. The alternating year would be of toast!)

My reasoning for 2013 being re-labelled as the year of soul, is based on the abundance of soul gigs taking place this summer.

First up, the Daptone Super Soul Revue at the Sydney Festival. And by super, I really mean absolutely super freakin amazing!

Opening night of the 2013 Sydney Festival

So it’s off to Sydney for E and I, along with Señor tagnrelease (and probably a thousand or more other Melbournians), for a long weekend.

Apparently it’s 13 hours on a bus.

Given the time constraints, I decided that it would be better (carbon emissions not withstanding) to fly.  Hence, in my book its one hour and a bit from Tullamarine to Kings Cross. Add a bit of extra time if you’re flying out of the international terminal. And a bit more extra time if the plane is delayed.

The night was warm; with a notable absence of bugs, mosquitos and drunken yobbos. In contrast, there was an abundance of top quality musicians, including the Budos Band, the Menahan Street Band, and the Dap Kings. Not to mention the powerhouse Sharon Jones. But the icing on the cake, was Charles Bradley.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that I would be hollering encouragement for a 60 plus year old to be taking off his jacket. But this man was something different. The moves he pulled off. I can only hope that I’m that agile when I’m his age.

The best part of the night though was that the music was continuous. No 15 minute breaks between bands. Non stop music from dusk till dark, with smooth introductions by MC Binky Griptite as to who was up next.  Good times from start to finish. And what a finish it was. Everyone on stage, singing it’s a family affair.

Next up in the Summer of Soul is Osaka Monaurail at the Espy… 25 Jan. See you on the floor.