Towards the evening I gather with mates at the small Doc Marten stage to hear The Dead C play some of the classic Dundin sound. The Dead C have been around since 1986, and yet this was my first time seeing them live. I found their set enjoyable because of its abrasiveness, and I came to love their eerie, jarring sound. I did feel like I was in a space ship back in the mid-sixties when 'Voodoo spell' played.
She started very theatrically and intensely, pacing back and forth across the stage, getting faster and faster as the song progressed. Dazzling and engaging are words I heard from friends used about Mitski and her performance! I loved Mitski's show, and I couldn't take my eyes off her, and as usual, I sang at the top of my lungs with a grin on my face. A favourite for sure.
Bloody hell I almost didn't make this show! The crowd was far too thick, and I had to yell and try and push through! In fact, I missed the first song, luckily it was not my favourite. After the set, I chatted with a few of the photographers with a huge grin on my face. One said "You loved that! I could see you dancing around with your camera". The security guards all know me by this point, and all start laughing when I try to dance and shoot at the same time (Not easy BTW). I was starting to get sunburnt and tired at this point in the day, plus I was very ill, but this show boosted my soul.
So funny story about Bene.
Its starts with me entering Laneway. I walk around, taking photos and hanging with friends, the whole time people keep looking at me. "It's cos I'm looking so great!" I thought vainly, in my Jimmy D top and belt, my Lonely hat and Dr Martens. After about 2 hours, people started coming up to me and saying how much they loved my singles and asking whether they could get a photo with me. I found everybody's look of embarrassment at realising that I'm not Bene to hard to bare, so if you see pictures of me with adoring fans, Soz.