In the modern age, it seems like so many music lovers think bigger is better. Websites melt down as people clamour for tickets to the latest stadium gig. Personally though, they never quite hit like intimate shows do. I never take it for granted that I live so close to Avoca Beach Theatre, which is run by passionate people who champion live music. This venue was the perfect place to see Things of Stone and Wood launch their new album Rae Street.
That’s right, ‘90s darlings Things of Stone and Wood have a new album, their first in 23 years. This is a band that’s refusing to rest on their laurels. The music on this new album is incredible and this venue, which always attracts people who want to listen and absorb, was the perfect showcase for it. I hung on every word of new material like “You’d Gone Before You Went,” a heartbreaking song about lead singer Greg Arnold’s mother who passed with dementia, and “The Year of the River Song,” an upbeat ditty about Greg’s resolve to stop writing songs about a river near his new home in Geneva and find new inspiration. Avoca is the sort of venue that encourages artists to open up about their music, to share something more than songs, to break that wall that often exists between them and the audience and just come together. It sounds a little woo-woo to suggest there’s magic in the air, but I can’t explain it any other way.
While Things of Stone and Wood were here to celebrate their latest release, they balanced the new material with the songs that we’d already taken into our hearts. Yes, “Happy Birthday Helen.” Always “Happy Birthday Helen.” But the fans know this is a band that’s about more than the song that took the charts by storm. And so I relished songs like “Fingertips” and “Heidelberg.” A cover of Thompson Twins’ iconic ‘80s tune “Hold Me Now” was an unexpected joy. And how amazing to see the band step down off the stage and go “proper acoustic,” singing without microphones in the theatre’s aisles.
I’m convinced Things of Stone and Wood are a band that only gets better. Musically, they’re incredible, with the mandolin and piano accordion creating such a special folky sound. Their harmonies are still so tight. They also seem to genuinely like one another, which isn’t something that all bands who’ve been together for decades can say. And when musicians have fun, we do too.
The encore seemed to come around all too soon, but Things of Stone and Wood were clearly in no rush to get off the stage. They asked for requests and after hearing the cries from the crowd decided to play all three. Because why not? I tried to capture the final song, “In Our Home” in my mind, because I knew I’ll look back on this gig as one of the best I’ll see all year.
Things of Stone and Wood have one more show left on their Rae Street album tour. Victorians, catch them at Dja Dja Wurrung Country/Hepburn Palais in Hepburn Springs on May 29.
Richard Marx is one of those artists who keeps me coming back tour after tour. He always delivers with solid vocals and oodles of charisma. No matter what album he’s promoting, every show features the hits that encourage you to sing along. While I appreciate his dependability, shaking things up a little with his After Hours tour made my fifth Richard Marx show last night in Mulubinba/Newcastle my favourite.
Richard started the show in his usual radio-friendly pop-rock space. Songs like “Take This Heart” and “The Way She Loves Me” have become classics, and I can’t imagine ever tiring of singing along while Richard does his thing. It clearly fills him with joy watching us sing those lyrics back to him. He joked that he goes to concerts too; he knows what it’s like to wait to hear your favourites, so he’ll always deliver those big singles. But he wanted to share with us some of the material from his new After Hours album, a collection of standards from the Great American Songbook and his own contributions modelled after these timeless hits. His voice brought a fresh energy to treasured classics like “The Way You Look Tonight” and “Fly Me to the Moon.” These songs have stood the test of time, but they sit naturally against original efforts like “All I Ever Needed” and “Magic Hour.”
After playing acoustic shows around the United States, Richard decided to bring a little of that stripped-back magic to our shores. He seemed even more relaxed as he encouraged us to request our favourites. I loved hearing “Hold On to the Nights,” “Keep Coming Back,” and “Now and Forever” performed so simply, beautifully. During this intimate portion of the show, Richard shared stories of his friendship with John Farnham, including some footage of them spending time together in the ‘80s. His reverence for one of the best voices our country has ever produced was evident as he treated us to covers of “That’s Freedom” and “Burn For You.”
Richard’s set was peppered with sing-along hits, but he saved some of his biggest for the encore. Hearing “Hazard,” “Should’ve Known Better,” and “Right Here Waiting” back-to-back was a fantastic way to end this nostalgic show. A self-proclaimed honorary Aussie, Richard says he loves being on our shores and it shows. He’s such a giving performer who only seems to be getting better as the years pass. Richard has almost wrapped up his Aussie tour, but if you’re in Naarm/Melbourne you can catch him at Margaret Court Arena on April 24 before he heads back to the United States.
Photo credit: Lyn Foreman (the venue said there would be no photos, but Mum got bold after spotting many people flouting the rules and whipped her iPhone out. The photos aren’t as clear as I get on my camera, but they’re certainly better than nothing!)
I could feel the excitement in the air as Guy Sebastian kicked off his 100 Times Around the Sun tour in Mulubinba/Newcastle last night. Fans posed for photos next to posters outside the venue and quickly changed into their new merch, showing the kind of enthusiasm usually reserved for big global artists. It’s been a long time since I’ve been around that kind of buzz, and it really set the scene for one of the most memorable concerts of 2025.
Sam Fischer’s backdrop reminded us that he is “the guy who sings This City,” and he drilled that point home by starting and finishing his support slot with that global smash. However, he’s so much more than that. He’s a charismatic performer with one of the best voices I’ve ever heard live. When you can impress someone like Guy Sebastian with your vocal chops, you know you’re doing something right. He’s also an incredible songwriter who used his time to introduce us to several new tracks. It takes a special artist to capture an audience there to see someone else with songs they don’t know, but I barely heard a murmur as Sam delivered his fantastic music. He told us he’d never visited our city before, but after such a warm reception, I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s planning a return visit.
It’s been around three and a half years since Guy toured the country, and from the moment he graced the stage, I could tell how much he’s missed it. He opened with new songs “Get It Done” and “100 Times Around the Sun,” noting how thrilled he was to share this material with fans. While the new tracks clearly meant a lot to him, he struck that delicate balance. Although the night celebrated 100 Times Around the Sun, older tracks like “Who’s That Girl” and “Battle Scars” provided early sing-along moments for anyone not yet familiar with the 2025 album.
I relished hearing the new material, because I’m convinced Guy’s songwriting is only getting better. It benefits from the wisdom that comes from finding love, experiencing loss, and living life with all its highs and lows. Smart arrangements with Guy sitting at the piano or strumming a guitar ensured we could hear and appreciate every lyric. His backup singers, including the exceptionally talented Gary Pinto, Carmen Smith, and Vince Harder, complemented his incredible voice perfectly. I got goosebumps listening to them harmonise.
Guy told us he was throwing everything at this first show, and he really wasn’t kidding. He welcomed Sam Fischer back to the stage for “Antidote,” which they wrote together for Guy’s 100 Times Around the Sun album. These two talented vocalists put on a masterclass. Guy probably panicked a few security guards when he made the impromptu decision to come down to the audience and take some personal requests, but it proved to be one of the show’s many highlights. While the band wasn’t familiar with Bob Carlisle’s “Butterfly Kisses,” Guy performed a little a capella version for a couple who danced to this country hit at their wedding. I’m not sure there was a dry eye in the house after Guy performed “Unchained Melody” for a woman still grieving the loss of her partner.
Guy tugged at the heartstrings again when he invited his young son Archie up to sing. Guy told him he might want to perform something easy for his first time in front of a large audience, but he fearlessly threw himself into “I Have Nothing.” What a beautiful, pure voice Archie has. The look of pride on Guy’s face as he joined his son in Whitney Houston’s classic was something I’ll never forget.
Through his 23 years in the business, Guy has released 10 studio albums and 61 singles, including 23 top 20 hits. That’s a lot of ground to cover, and likely why this show ran so long that Guy repeatedly thanked us for sticking with him. However, even though it was a weeknight, none of us were in a rush to go home. Instead, we were excited to party with Guy for as long as he was willing. A medley of “Don’t Worry Be Happy,” “Like It Like That,” “Like a Drum,” and “Come Home With Me” was a smart choice for pre-encore, giving fans another opportunity to sing along and see Guy bust some moves.
But of course, we weren’t done. “Before I Go” was powerful and haunting, an impactful choice before Guy took things right back to where it all began. “Angels Brought Me Here” sounded a little different with its ’90s boy-band-inspired makeover, but I ate it up. With one more song in the tank, Guy invited us to stand and have a dance. We all soaked up the moment, clapping and singing along to “Choir,” our voices joining in appreciation for this special show.
Guy Sebastian’s 100 Times Around the Sun tour continues through April and May. Tickets for the remaining dates are available from the links below.
I’m a little biased, but I think Australia has produced some of the world’s greatest songs. Our artists are diverse, with strong, unique voices that tell our stories. So when Michael Paynter announced his shows paying tribute to that music, and a matinee show at Avoca Beach Theatre was amongst them, I jumped at the chance to see him solo for the first time.
I’m incredibly biased towards Avoca Beach Theatre, but it was really the perfect venue for Michael’s Great Australian Songbook show. The audience is always so attentive, just what you want for a show with a musician who wants to share stories about the songs he’s performing. We hung on his every word, whether he was sharing those tales or delivering fantastic Aussie songs that had a special place in his heart.
The set list was brilliant, celebrating classics and newer additions to the “great Australian songbook.” Michael says he regularly changes the set, but I imagine the biggies like “Working Class Man” and “Flame Trees” are fixtures. However, Michael’s not afraid to move away from the predictable pub standards. I expected I might hear a few John Farnham tracks given his recent casting in Whispering Jack, but I didn’t anticipate the criminally underrated “Angels” among them. I also didn’t expect him to deliver Sia’s “Chandelier,” Wolfmother’s “Joker and the Thief,” or Silverchair’s “Straight Lines.” These modern classics are so demanding and an acoustic set leaves nowhere to hide. I always knew his vocals were next level, but I was in awe!
I knew Michael could have standout moments playing alongside Icehouse and Jimmy Barnes, but it was exciting to see the way he could command a room for nearly two hours. The time flew by as he delivered flawless songs on the piano and acoustic guitar. He didn’t need any support, but it was a thrill to see him performing alongside young Ruby Rodgers, the 16-year-old daughter of Mahalia Barnes and Jimmy Barnes’ guitarist Ben Rodgers. She’s certainly inherited her family’s music chops. Her voice was haunting on Gotye and Kimbra’s “Somebody That I Used to Know,” delicate and earnest on Leonardo Bride’s “Even When I’m Sleeping.” Michael said that in five or ten years, we’d look back and remember what a special moment we shared, seeing her so early in her career. He’s probably right.
Michael Paynter’s Great Australian Songbook concerts are a beautiful celebration of the diverse music that makes this country great. They’re selling out all over the place, and I expect demand will only increase as more people see them and tell all their friends. Here are all the remaining dates.
22 April 2026 – The Foundry, Eora/Sydney (SOLD OUT) 23 April 2026 – The Foundry, Eora/Sydney (SOLD OUT) 24 April 2026 – The Regent Theatre, Eora/Sydney 2 May 2026 – Lefty’s Music Hall, Meeanjin/Brisbane (SOLD OUT) 3 May 2026 – Lefty’s Music Hall, Meeanjin/Brisbane (SOLD OUT) 8 May 2026 – Playhouse Theatre, Ngambri/Canberra 15 May 2026 – Athenaeum Theatre 2, Naarm/Melbourne (SOLD OUT) 16 May 2026 – Athenaeum Theatre 2, Naarm/Melbourne (SOLD OUT) 17 May 2026 – Athenaeum Theatre 2, Naarm/Melbourne (SOLD OUT) 29 May 2026 – Athenaeum Theatre 1, Naarm/Melbourne (SOLD OUT) 3 June 2026 – Astor Theatre, Boorloo/Perth 13 June 2026 – Story House Theatre, Djilang/Geelong (SOLD OUT) 10 July 2026 – Festival of Voices @ Theatre Royal, Nipaluna/Hobart 11 July 2026 – Festival of Voices @ Burnie Arts Centre, Pataway/Burnie
Most of us fondly remember the first act that we loved independently of our parents. We discovered them on our own and they spoke to us as individuals, meeting us as the people we were becoming, not the children still tied to the adults who raised us. They’re there for us at a time we needed them to forge our own identities. If we’re very lucky, they’re still there for us in the years that follow. For me that band was the Counting Crows. As a 13-year-old, I enjoyed singing along to “Mr. Jones” but I felt truly seen by “Round Here.” Yes, I was an angsty little thing! I got a copy of August and Everything After in my Santa sack and had it on repeat until Recovering the Satellites dropped in 1996. With the release of Hard Candy I was a little older and finally able to start seeing Counting Crows in concert. I developed a new respect for their artistry with every subsequent show, marvelling at the way frontman Adam Duritz could play with melodies and lyrics to make the songs I knew well feel fresh. That experimentation wasn’t to everyone’s taste, but I was here for it.
It was a case of first-world problems when I missed the last tour due to a holiday in Western Australia. So I was thrilled when Counting Crows announced they’d be a part of the ill-fated Bluesfest lineup for 2026. I counted my blessings when mercifully they weren’t a casualty of the collapsed festival. Before one of my favourites, I finally saw Kingswood. I say finally, because the Naarm/Melbourne act has been around for nearly 20 years, yet for some reason our paths had never crossed. Their blend of country, rock, and blues was the perfect foil for Counting Crows. Every member of the band has serious musical chops. I loved hearing the members harmonise and Fergus Linacre and Alex Laska trading off lead vocals. They had so much energy. It was the perfect entrée for the evening’s entertainment.
From the first notes of new track “Spaceman in Tulsa,” there was a different energy about this Counting Crows gig. It sounded so true to the album, a celebration of this new chapter. I thought perhaps Adam was sticking to the script just because this was a new song, but as the band moved into older numbers like “Hard Candy” and their breakthrough hit “Mr. Jones,” Adam stayed faithful to those recordings, even encouraging us to sing along as he held the mic aloft. We were all sharing a moment here, and it was glorious. Of course, Adam can never resist a little experimentation, but I think this show had a perfect balance between those sing-along moments and more creative sections.
The set was inspired. Counting Crows is a band with relatively few big hits. While they’re happy to tick them off for casual radio listeners, they’ve got time to deliver plenty of those favourites that more hardcore fans just don’t expect. The set is always changing, dependent on the vibe of the band and the audience. I was thrilled to hear so much from the fabulous 2025 album Butter Miracle, The Complete Sweets! Then there were songs I’ve long held close to my heart like “Angels of the Silences,” “Goodnight Elisabeth,” and the stunning closer “Holiday in Spain.” You expect a band to fill your cup with a song that you already adore. It’s more surprising when they can floor you with a song you’ve ignored. “Washington Square” has never hit me before, but I felt it last night.
Counting Crows are such a good band. Five original members are still waving the flag, bringing a sense of camaraderie which is so special to witness. Adam is a force of nature, a little less angsty than he used to be but no less passionate. I got a little thrill every time Charlie Gillingham stepped out from behind the keys and picked up the piano accordion. David “Immy” Immerglück can seemingly play any instrument, but his turns on mandolin were highlights. I had so many moments though where I just marvelled at the sound as I bopped along in my seat.
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Adam so humble, so grateful, as I did last night. He’s always been a man of few words, preferring to let the music speak for him. But he took a moment to pause and thank us for the support through all the years that has allowed him to continue making music. It was heartfelt, an acknowledgement of the magic we all felt in that room. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed all my Counting Crows shows, but I have no hesitation in saying last night was the best of the bunch. Like a fine wine, they just seem to get better. Tickets to the rest of the Aussie The Complete Sweets! shows are rare, but if you can get yourself to a show I promise you won’t regret it.
I still rate a 2009 Whitlams concert with the Sydney Symphony Orchestra as one of the best shows I’ve ever seen, so when the band announced a run of dates with local orchestras I snapped up a couple of tickets, hoping to recapture the experience. Of course, concerts are like snowflakes, and one can never replicate another, but Saturday’s show with the Sydney Philharmonic Orchestra certainly had a magic that scratched the itch.
The Whitlams’ rich back catalogue keeps me coming back. It also ensures a symphony show makes so much sense. The set list leaned more towards their introspective numbers which might get lost at a rowdy pub gig. How incredible to hear all Charlie songs in order. How special to hear an extended version of “Out the Back,” complete with a five-minute orchestral interlude arranged by the late, great Peter Sculthorpe. How brilliant to hear the way strings elevated lesser-known tracks like “Fondness Makes the Heart Grow Absent” and “The Ease of the Midnight Visit.”
Not that this show totally sidestepped the hits. I’m sure Tim and his mates know they have an obligation to play “No Aphrodisiac” and “Blow Up the Pokies” at every show until the end of time. They always hit, but I took greater joy in the singles that I didn’t expect. “Thank You,” “Gough,” and “Sounds Like Louis Burdett” turned the Civic Theatre into party central. Just when we thought we couldn’t smile any wider, Tim said he’d try to play one that he hadn’t played this tour. It took a few notes to settle into the groove, but once he was there, “I Make Hamburgers” was just a joy.
I’ve seen Tim Freedman play countless times over the years, with The Whitlams, The Black Stump Band, solo, and the very best shows are always those where he can vibe with exceptionally talented musicians and an attentive audience. His joy jamming with other talents is palpable, and it takes familiar songs to another gear. His appreciation for fans who love what they do is evident, and he gives to them so selflessly. If you get a chance to see The Whitlams on their symphony run, do not hesitate. Tickets are on sale now via the links for the remaining shows.
As it became clear that New South Wales would swelter on Saturday, I began to dread Jimmy Barnes’ Working Class Man 40th Anniversary show in Wonnarua Country/Pokolbin. If I hadn’t spent around $200 on the ticket, I might have cancelled. I became even more nervous as we neared Bimbadgen Estate and saw the car’s temperature gauge click over to 43 degrees. I felt nauseous by the time I found my seat and started to worry that this was all a bad idea. But superb music, and a healthy dose of soda water, has a way of making everything better.
John Rooney was a late addition to the bill. Ordinarily I would have made sure to catch an artist I wasn’t familiar with, but I’m sure in the heat he’d forgive me missing his set. One artist I wouldn’t miss is Kate Ceberano. She’s always excellent, but I’m not sure I’ve ever enjoyed a set as much as this one promoting her new Australian Made live album. I wasn’t familiar with this release, so every classic cover was a surprise. Hits of the past like “Boys in Town” and “Barbados” fit her like a glove, while modern tracks like “Chandelier” and “The Joker and the Thief” were unexpected joys. And she was always going to make the Barnesy-loving crowd happy with a cover of Cold Chisel’s “You Got Nothing I Want.” Kate also treated us to plenty of her own numbers including “Bedroom Eyes” and a reggae-tinged take on “Pash.” While she stole focus with her effortless charisma, I’ve got to give praise to her stellar band including the always fabulous HARTS. What a fantastic surprise to see such a brilliant artist in his own right sharing the stage with our Kate.
Kate’s celebration of Aussie music perfectly led in to Ian Moss’s solo set. Another national treasure and Jimmy’s former bandmate, he was always going to go down a treat with this crowd. It’s been some time since I’ve seen Mossy with a full band, so it was a real thrill to hear songs from his entire career given that electric treatment. From Cold Chisel hits like “Choir Girl” and the epic closer “Bow River” to “Nullarbor Plain” from 2024’s Rivers Run Dry, it was top notch. I also loved seeing Ollie Thorpe, who I last saw as part of The Whitlams’ Black Stump Band, with Mossy. He got his chance to really shine sharing vocal duties on “Georgia on My Mind.”
I was really looking forward to Icehouse after they blew Hall & Oates off the stage in 2012. I’m pleased to report they have very much still got it. The blend of founding member Iva Davies and long-term bandmates Paul Gildea and Paul Wheeler with newer members like saxophonist Hugo Lee and keyboardist Michael Best is inspired. They sound so tight, unmistakeably Icehouse, yet so fresh. I also loved seeing the supremely talented Michael Paynter doing double duty with Icehouse and Barnesy. Icehouse has a catalogue that is so rich, you don’t realise how many hits they had until they’re delivering them. They performed so many of them with the kind of energy that makes you forget many of the band members have done these songs for decades. They still seem to relish sharing their music with us. When a band plays with such precision and enthusiasm, you will always have a good time.
Remember how there was that heatwave that had me feeling nauseous? It persisted right up until Jimmy Barnes was due to take the stage. And then the weather took a serious turn. The winds came. The rains came. Oh how they came. Massive droplets that had us soaked to the skin, because of course we had been so worried about packing frozen water, fans, and damp face washers that we hadn’t thought to grab ponchos. We were told the concert would be “paused” and we should seek shelter. It honestly felt worse than the Sting show which was abruptly axed, so I braced myself for a cancellation. Although there was a voice in my head saying “I did not sweat it out only to go home!” And then thankfully, the rain disappeared, at least temporarily, and the show went on. And how.
Given all we had endured, Jimmy seemed determined to make it worth our while. He’s always the kind of guy who gives his all, but he seemed to have a little extra in the tank as he treated us to every song from his breakthrough solo album For the Working Class Man. I loved the opportunity to hear many songs that don’t make his typical sets like “Without Your Love” and “Promise Me You’ll Call.” Given the length of the album, I knew there’d be a few more songs besides, but it was a mystery which tracks would make the cut. There were some old favourites like “Too Much Ain’t Enough Love” and “Lay Down Your Guns” as well as more recent cuts which tie so easily back to early material like “Shutting Down Our Town,” inspired by his upbringing in Elizabeth, and “Beyond the River Band,” a tribute to his love with his beloved Jane who lent her backing vocals and bagpipe skills to the night.
The songs are just one part of the Jimmy Barnes experience. We love them, but we also love him. He’s one of us, our working-class man. In a place like Wonnarua Country/Hunter Valley, a significant coal mining area, his humble beginnings resonate. He might be up on that stage, but he talks to us like we’re old friends. He joked about the “fucking hurricane”, noting that he felt like the president as organisers tried to usher him to a car as the heavens opened up. He said he refused, rebelliously declaring “If we die, we all die together!” That’s our Jimmy.
I am such a fan, I will listen to Jimmy perform anything and lap it up. But there’s something special about being amongst a bunch of Australians as Jimmy belts out monster hits like “Working Class Man” and “Khe Sanh.” I felt it even more intensely on Saturday night, perhaps because we had all gone through so much. The heat, the storms, the joy that made it all worth it. The conditions made me dread this concert, but it was such a beautiful celebration of Aussie talent that I am so glad I put my concerns to the side and attended.
Jimmy Barnes and his ultra-talented mates will continue the Working Class Man 40th Anniversary shows in Eora/Sydney this week and through 2026. And it’s likely to be hot. Bring your water, sunscreen, and hats, and just do it. I promise you, you will not be sorry. Tickets are still available for all remaining dates:
As you might have noticed, I see a lot of concerts. I adore them, but typically they come and go and I start looking forward to the next one. They rarely leave the sort of lasting impression that has me buzzing several days later. But most concerts are not like the shows Lenny Kravitz has been putting on around Australia. My thoughts are still a little scattered, and even though I consider myself a bit of a wordsmith I’m not sure I have the vocabulary to tell you just how good the Meeanjin/Brisbane show was. But you know I’m going to try.
Although I see a lot of shows, Friday night was my first time seeing Jet. When they were announced as supporting artists I wasn’t sure they’d be the right fit, but I’ll happily eat my words. Their straight-down-the-line brand of rock music was the ideal complement to Lenny’s own rock edge. I don’t think I realised just how many hits they had until they were strung back-to-back. While their discography is rich, a killer version of AC/DC’s “Long Way to the Top” had us all singing along. I couldn’t help thinking about AC/DC’s decision to remove it from their sets as Brian Johnson knew he could never measure up to Bon Scott’s vocals. If Acca Dacca are ever in the market for a new frontman, Nic Cester has the goods. Although I can’t imagine him ever slotting into someone else’s band when he’s created magic with his brother Chris and longtime pals Cameron Muncey and Mark Wilson. There’s such chemistry when they perform and a passion for their craft which shines through.
I just wish my photos did them justice. On arriving in Meeanjin/Brisbane I received an email stating personal cameras wouldn’t be permitted, although phone cameras would be fine. What a frustrating policy that really disadvantages anyone who isn’t close to the stage. The photos my pal Lisa has snapped are a lot better than the ones my Samsung takes, but nowhere near as good as I could have captured with my camera. On the plus side, it did ensure that I really took this show in and lived in the moment.
While I enjoyed Jet, Lenny took this show to a whole other level. One that I honestly wasn’t prepared for. He sent such a strong message with his opener “Bring It On,” from the album It Is Time For a Love Revolution. We weren’t just preparing for the love revolution; it was here with Lenny our leader. I didn’t think it was possible for someone to have so much swagger. In his purple snakeskin pants, denim jacket, and signature dreadlocks, he was every inch the rock star and far cooler than any 61-year-old has the right to be. He was also backed by one of the strongest bands I’ve ever heard. Longtime collaborators like guitarist Craig Ross have come together seamlessly with newer talents like bassist Wolf and drummer Jas Kayser.
Lenny delivered a set for all kinds of fans, the faithful who had waited patiently for his return and the casual listeners who appreciated the radio tunes. I was on my biggest Lenny kick in the early 2000s, so I was thrilled to hear underrated gems of the period like “Dig In” and “Stillness of Heart.” Although this tour was technically meant to promote Lenny’s new album, Blue Electric Light, he was humble enough to ask whether he could play some of the new material. I’d enjoyed the album, but it hadn’t stuck with me like many of his earlier releases. However, watching Lenny perform tracks like “TK421” and “Paralyzed” has given me a new appreciation for them.
Honestly though, Lenny could have sung the phone book and I would have been happy. His voice is so strong. He handled everything, from the hushed words of “Believe” to the falsetto notes of “It Ain’t Over ‘Til It’s Over,” with so much ease. He’s got serious musical chops, whether he’s on his signature electric guitar, bass, or keys. And then there’s that swagger. I have never witnessed such a sexy performance. His power is undeniable. I am so glad I saw Lenny with my best gal pal instead of my husband, because I knew she was getting just as much out of this performance as I was. He had us squirming in our seats, and loving every single second, when we weren’t on our feet.
I experienced plenty of lust, but also plenty of love. Lenny’s songs celebrate it while encouraging that love revolution. With Lenny out front leading us all in song, you start to believe it’s possible. That spirit of love culminated in the epic encore song, “Let Love Rule.” It’s ironic that it was in this magic moment that a “fan” decided to rip dreadlocks from Lenny’s head. Seriously girl, what were you thinking?! That behaviour is deplorable. It also shows Lenny’s consummate professionalism that I didn’t even realise it happened until I watched his reels the next day. What I saw in that moment was a man who wanted to connect with his audience taking a lap around the perimeter of the auditorium so he could get as close to as many people as possible. He took his time, saying hello, shaking hands, and encouraging us all to sing those three important words: Let Love Rule. It was beautiful, a lasting memory that capped off one of the greatest concerts I have ever attended.
Lenny assured us he’ll be back soon. I already can’t wait. Before that though, he’s got just three shows remaining on this Aussie tour. Trust me, you will want to catch him if you can.
My husband and I discovered what piano bars could be when we were cruising with P&O several years ago. These weren’t the loungey piano bars you see in hotel lobbies; they were rowdy venues where the entertainers played party anthems that had crowds on their feet. Honestly, we’ve been chasing that high ever since. I’ve lost count of the number of times we’ve visited piano bars on cruise ships and on land and walked out disappointed. So our expectations were fairly low when we decided to catch the Duelling Pianos show at Drifter’s Wharf. The tickets were cheap, so we reasoned we could leave early if we wanted. However, this was the piano bar experience we’ve been looking for.
The Duelling Pianos concept originated in New Orleans. While it’s common in the US, it’s something we sadly don’t see enough of in Australia. As the doors opened, we were greeted by two pianos facing one another, each one set up with a request pad and pencils so we could start shaping the set. Mitchell Dormer, who you may remember from the most recent season of The Voice Australia, eased us into the night with Billy Joel’s “Vienna.” But after that it was banger after banger. With his buddy Bodhi Acton on the other piano, they raised the roof on this intimate venue. While usual piano bar suspects like “Sweet Caroline” and “Piano Man” got their time, they sat alongside pub classics like “Mr Brightside” and “Am I Ever Gonna See Your Face Again.” And we all got in touch with our feminine side when they busted out “Man! I Feel Like a Woman!” for the closer.
Longtime readers might notice that I am very reluctant to stand for a gig. I wouldn’t even do it for Rob Thomas a couple of weeks ago. I fully expected that even if the music was good, fatigue might set in and cause me to cut my night short. But honestly, I could have enjoyed a couple more hours of Duelling Pianos. Mitchell and Bodhi are insanely talented musicians with a seemingly encyclopaedic knowledge of music. While I didn’t get my Harvey Danger and Montell Jordan requests, I can’t think of a better way to spend my Saturday night.
Longtime readers will know that while I’m passionate about all kinds of music and performers, no artist thrills me like Rob Thomas. Whether he’s solo or fronting Matchbox Twenty, he moves me like no one else. His songs have soundtracked my life from my angsty mid-teens to my relatively calmer married years, and I’m so grateful for them. I see at least two shows each tour because anything more than one feels like a bonus and I can keep those post-tour blues at bay. Right now I’m performing that delicate balancing act of extending the buzz as long as I can while rejoining the “Real World.”
While local country act Fanny Lumsden wasn’t the most natural choice of opener for a pop-rock show, she quickly won over the audience with her infectious energy and catchy songs. She led the crowd in line dances and choreographed hand movements. Seeing the sea of people in the general admission section mimicking her movements in time with these songs they likely weren’t familiar with really brought a smile to my face. So did Fanny’s brother Thomas, who may be one of the most entertaining backup vocalists I’ve ever seen. Watching the siblings dancing around together, lapping up their first-ever shows at the Enmore, was really special.
Rob’s visiting Australia to promote his new album All Night Days, but I’ll use the term promote loosely. Just four songs from the album made the set on my first show, but that was pared back to three on Rob’s final night in Sydney. He opened with the explosive “I Believe It,” which really comes alive on the stage but then preferred to play with more familiar material. It’s a wise move, guaranteed to win over an audience, but as a diehard fan who’s seen multiple shows during his career I would have loved to hear more of that fabulous fresh material.
I will say, that’s my only criticism of these shows and it’s a minor niggle outweighed by all that was overwhelmingly positive. Now that Rob has five regular solo albums and just as many Matchbox releases under his belt, he has a rich discography that allows him to mix up the sets. What a joy for the ardent fans like myself who attend multiple shows! He wasn’t afraid to deliver deep cuts either. “Not Just a Woman,” a bonus track on a limited-edition version of …Something to Be, made its unexpected Australian debut. “Rest Stop,” which I’m not even sure I’ve heard Matchbox perform, let alone Rob solo also got a beautiful acoustic treatment. These gems for the faithful were sprinkled into the set, sitting easily alongside singalong favourites like “Lonely No More,” “3 AM,” and “Smooth.” Listening to the voices, looking around at the faces in the crowd, you can see that these songs matter. For me personally, watching Rob play tracks like “Mockingbird” and “Can’t Help Me Now,” which mean so much to me and my husband, while we sit close and take in every lyric, is pure magic.
The songs are at the heart of what Rob does. There were no big screen projections, no pyrotechnics, no flash. Rob doesn’t need the bells and whistles because he is so magnetic. His banter always feels natural, his joy at playing for audiences in one of his favourite countries evident. I’m also not quite sure how he’s becoming more energetic on stage when his peers are slowing down, but I witnessed two electric performances back-to-back. He also surrounds himself with a fantastic band. While the sound crew at the Enmore didn’t always do them justice with the mix, they really are some of the best in the biz. After several tours with Rob, drummer Abe Fogle, bassist Al Carty, and keyboardist/guitarist Matt Beck are familiar faces to fans. While they all play their parts well, I was most impressed by Rob’s son Maison Thomas-Eudy. He has big shoes to fill as lead guitarist, especially when it’s time for “Smooth,” but he has all the attitude and chops of a rock star. This is no nepo hire; “The Kid” has the goods.
I am so glad that I saw two shows. During the first, I was overwhelmed with the gravity of seeing my favourite artist. There were tears. It was incredible, but I’m not sure I took everything in as much as I did on night two. I was steadier, but every bit as grateful to be in the room with Rob. Thankfully I won’t have to wait too long for his return, as he assured us he’s already planning to bring Matchbox Twenty back in 2027. Until then, I’m just going to ride this wave for as long as I can. Meeanjin/Brisbane, you get the last show of this tour. It’s at Sandstone Point Hotel on November 8. If you don’t already have tickets, general admission passes are still available through Ticketek.
