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Die! Die! Die! + Talons + The Ripping Dylans @ Oxford Art Factory
19/04/2008

Die! Die! Die!

Saturday night concreted the FACT that Die! Die! Die! are almost certainly the most entertaining live act in the universe. Their stage presence, crowd interaction and general punk ruckusness is unrivaled by any band from the past, present or future.

The night was kicked off by The Ripping Dylans who played an entertaining half-hour set. They were a little bit sloppier than normal but their general style and the way in which they present themselves supports this. The Fait Accompli kids down the front did I lovely job trying to get the early bird crowd into the Dylans' set. Unfortunately, however, the large-ish venue didn't help the band out and for the most part they seemed to just be trying to fight their way through their allocated slot.

By the time Talons took to the stage for the middle portion of the night, the crowd had grown to an impressive size AND I had successfully become mildly shitfaced. Their set was the usual fury of beautiful punk noise. Sadly, however, the lack of songs dedicated to my facial hair limits their mention in this review.

And then came the main event...

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Frontman, Andrew Watson, wasted no time getting amongst the patrons and during the opening number, a blistering rendition of the title track from their latest album, he commenced his mission of getting the crowd whipped into something that mildly resembled a violent punk orgy.

I wholeheartedly stand by the drunkness state I was in by the time Die! Die! Die! started, and I now feel that it is the ONLY way to see the New Zealand trio. It gives you the confidence (and lack of 'death fear') to mix it up with ruff necks down the front and well and truly 'get amongst it'.

My decision to get down and 'rock out' (as the youngsters call it) did somewhat backfire when I was violently knocked to the floor by two other punksters in what can only be described as a badly timed drunken slamdance move. Luckily, Mitch Talons was nearby and jumped through the crowd like some sort of Goth superhero, picked me up with one hand and then proceeded to affectionately ease me back into the ruckus. Their lack of beard acknowledgment earlier in the night was instantly forgiven.

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Their set, as expected, primarily consisted of material from Promises Promises, however, the inclusion of the menacing older track, Ashtray Ashtray, was a lovely little surprise. Blue Skies was undoubtedly the highlight of their performance and as it seems to have a habit of doing - completely floored me.

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

DOWNSTAIRS MAN LOVE!

Die! Die! Die!

"Oh my, I am exhausted!"

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

HUGS!

Die! Die! Die!

I often am three-quarters of the way through enjoying a show when I start to crave some old-fashioned male strip teasin'. Punk rock gets me a little bit randy for sweaty, aggressive, half-naked men.

I love the fact that not long after he got his shirt off, possibly as a pre-empted strike against the removal of his pants, the stage invader was hammered with a barrage of plastic glasses.

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Sweat patch!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Our (unofficial) resident photographer, Andrew, was also in attendance - taking some very nice shots...

El Talons!

Talons

Die! (x3)

Die! Die! Die!

Can you play bass whilst crowd surfing?

Die! Die! Die!

Guitar in FACE!

Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die!

Not only did Die! Die! Die! show up with the sole purpose of aiming to impress but the crowd also seemed to have left their inhibitions at home and were completely committed to really getting into the atmosphere of the show. So often this is the key factor missing at shows in Sydney-town and even when the band seem to wanna 'bring it' those in attendance are often slightly unresponsive. On Saturday night it was wild, crazy, punk-rocking fun. Easily, one of the most chaotic, hyperactive, yet still completely friendly, crowds that I have had the pleasure of being part of.

Due to the fact that 98% of the crowd owned a blog, the interwebz is already clogging up with gushing praises of the night's solid array of head pounding entertainment. Bloggin' peeps Angus and Sean have posted up lovely little of the night.

FasterLouder were also impressed with the show. Lovely to see them showing some love towards Talons as well.

Some more general chitter chatter about the night over in the forum.

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