Reviews / Live

All in all it was a perfect venue for an inspirational man who is a true artist and definitely one not to miss if you get the opportunity to see him live.

King Parrot have been touring Australia very heavily for the last two years, and the level of confidence and tightness the band has reached is truly on display tonight.

The young band is wearing shoes that are a few sizes too big; but hey, they might just grow into them.

It’s been excruciating, but the flurry of Cheshire grins at the end says it all – damn well worth the wait!

It’s Metz’s pure exuberance and unabashed punk chops that make tonight a deafening success.

By now the band can do no wrong.

If it’s anything to go by for next year, will be another extravaganza not to miss.

The presence of wine and abandonment of shoes onstage give the night a sense of casual.

As Starr shouts whenever presented with a pair of bouncing breasts in his mock-astonished face: “Heavy metal rules!” Tonight, it totally fucking does.

Certain veteran hair-raising rockers don’t get the joke, but the masses are laughing themselves silly with Steel Panther.