Things got loud, wild and rowdy at The Boston as part of the Friday Showcases for WAMFest. Playing on the most overused statements regarding the punk genre (ie that it's dead), the gig playfully announced punk was in fact alive, and going by the unrelenting efforts of all the bands that played host on stage that night it may be healthier than ever.
Sadly the crowd didn't pick up to a rambunctious size, due to the location and newness of The Boston as a venue. Still, any of the punters who were there easily enjoyed the hard-and-fast antics of some of Perth's finest punk outfits.
First up was Dennis Cometti, who kicked off the set in an entertaining fashion. Setting up the bar for the night, Cometti smashed out punk rhythms with ease, creating a set that was fun, creatively spectacular, and moshable to say the least.
King Of The Travellers are a band felt to be out on the fringes of punk, donning a Celtic tone infused with a cheeky bit of Klezmer, provided by a peppering of clarinet. Feeling like a rowdy Irish-punk machine, it was fitting to have the band play at The Boston with the venue's broody, old Irish pub theme.
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Donning the most impressive mullet, lead singer Hugh Manning of Shit Narnia tore off his shirt halfway through in a flurry of Red Hot Chili Peppers-esque tenacity. Setting the standard for the rest of the night, every lead singer past the point whipped their shirt off - kudos to Shit Narnia for being trendsetters.
The Yokohomos carried on with the punkish antics of the bands before them, with lead singer Oscar Jack slithering all over crowd, amplifier and stage in an impossible ode to bodily dexterity. Cycling through punk track after punk track, causing so much jostling among the small crowd that punters became unofficial roadies as they volunteered to help steer the mic around the musos.
The Sperts nutted out a decent set, primed with impressive rhythms and kick-ass guitar solos. Pumping up opportunities to take the gig into a different gear, the band succeeded with plenty of audience interaction and explosive tenacity.
Last Quokka tied off the show on a humorous tone, chanting out "take me out of the Northern Suburbs" from their track Northern Suburbs. Shouting it face-to-face with the crowd, Northern 'burbs resident or not, you were guaranteed to have a whale of a time.
