The OffspringUnfortunately, it's common to expect a band's disintegration and decline in quality after 30 massive years producing thumping punk rock and living the life of '90s success. Over the last year, too often have we seen nostalgia acts attempting to rekindle something that resembles their success over a decade ago. Thankfully, The Offspring kicked all of those other bands in the balls, leaving the Enmore in a state of sweaty shock – 24 tunes split into two acts, breaking only for uproar.
Support guys Far Away Stables seemed to struggle to keep up with the blood-hungry mosh. The crowd wanted Offspring and they wanted it now. However, when the boys from the O.C. hit the stage for a chat, things got a little warm.
The first half of The Offspring's set saw a play-by-play of 1992 record, Ignition, frontman Dexter Holland admitting these tunes will never be played on your radio. Kicking off with Session's signature “Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!”, the ball was rolling and it hardly stopped until all 12 tracks were decimated, the band's live performance perfectly true to the album's quality 20 years on.
After a much-deserved intermission, they were armed with a lavish stage and lighting design, as well as some favourites – Mota, Come Out And Play and Staring At The Sun worthy of a mention – beers showering and limbs flying, while Pretty Fly (For A White Guy) was refreshingly subdued, if you could even call it that.
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While The Offspring haven't lost their mojo musically, the boys were almost irritated dodging flying objects (mainly shoes), sidestepping stage invaders, and competing with crowd surfers and naked women – yeah, that happened. The Sydney capacity crowd was wild, with the band finally accepting the madness for Self Esteem, the frontman passing the mic to the room to sing the song in its entirety. They're middle-aged but, Jesus, they're still good.
