Painters and Dockers
I am in love with this idea. Can’t work out why we’ve never done it before?
“The first mistake about art is to assume it’s serious” – Lester Bangs.
We’re All Going To Nude School. The Boy Who Lost His Jocks On Flinders Street Station. You’re Going Home In The Back Of A Divvy Van. I Like It Both Ways. Die Yuppie Die. I Know Better Queens Than That (“she can suck a golfball through a straw”). Basia. Kill Kill Kill. In My Mind.
Live shows by the Painters and Dockers are a total entertainment experience. A band based in punk rock power pop with soulful horns, instant classic songs, flamboyance and showmanship as good as it gets. It’s not a superior air that they bring to the stage – it’s a communal, one-in all-in let’s take this baby to the stars and hang there as long as we can in an orgy of outrageous exuberance. The gig IS the after-party, right from the start, and everyone’s invited.
Maybe the worst quality link I’ve ever presented, but this shows the energy. Do not assume this band is without a message. Do not assume they don’t sound incredible live. Do not assume that your new favourite band won’t be thirty years old.
