A Countdown Spectacular

This weekends been weird. I have been feeling anxious. Anxious cause I have been spending a lot of time on my own working at home on various projects and then spending a lot of nights at home still working on the various projects. Anxious cause I am starting the pointy end of "The Hulk" and feel I must deliver. Anxious cause I wanted to get munted and chopped this weekend due to the fact that I have become anxious and was thwarted by every attempt not only to get to that state but also just to be with people in a social situation.

That is until I went to the Countdown Spectacular tonight...



I went with Matt and Peter on freebies thanks to Kath and for almost 4 hours we were treated to an audio visual jog through our collective televisual memories of 6pm Sunday evenings circa 1975 to 1987. Some of it was pretty good - I was surprised by James Reyne and how good his accoustic version of "Reckless" was (my highlight for the night). Actually the acts that are still performing under their own steam and still creating music rocked the night and came off best ... Renee Geyer, Mondo Rock, James Reyne, Joe Camileri, Stephen Cummings. They all had a natural air and confidence about them that almost couldn't give shit but still managed to have a spark. Pity then about Wendy Stapleton who thought she was still the age she was back then, and dressed highly inappropriately, Jon English who started sweating as soon as he stepped on the stage, and The Models who just didn't gel were the biggest dissappointment.

Snippets of Countdown on three large screens and we even had a Humdrum session with Molly Meldrum. The "Countdown Dancers" also danced to some overseas compilation tracks that were overdubbed with audience noise so as to create a bigger hype.



It's funny I thought I would feel older than I did watching Real Life do "Send Me An Angel" or Pseudo Echo do "Funky Town" (no "Listening" unfortunately) I had the obvious reactions to seeing some of these acts like... my haven't they filled out (Scott Carne from Kids In The Kitchen although he's still got a little spunk in him) ... or not as spunky as I remember them (Tony or Garth from Sherbet) ... But actually I felt a lot younger than I thought I would. The reminiscing down memory lane whilst fun was not soul crushing. I don't hold out for that music often and I surely don't seek it everytime I flip though my vinyl collection.