WORD UP! The Fursts always put on an amazing party in the car park of their publishing company; barbeque, booze, tunes, you name it. Always one of the best parties of the year. In 2002, they invited Jet along to play, just as the band were about to embark upon global famous-ness. This year they invited the so called “heirs”¬ù to the throne of next huge global monstrosity to come out of Melbourne (well Warrnambool at the very least), AIRBOURNE.
I’ve gotta say, the ridiculously fecking huge crowd at the Beat Christmas Party: Brought to you by Wrangler was wall to wall to hear the band that has reportedly been signed to Capitol Records for over $US2m. And let me tell you, from beside the mixing desk they sounded CRAP.
I’d heard their stage antics were crazy, that their very ACDC vibe was what Australia needed: a four to the floor, rock out with your cock out, head banging, piss drinking, fists sinking Aussie rock band FARKEN! What they are is a piss poor ACDC cover band. Derivative isn’t even the word. Derivative would imply that their songs are “ACCADACCA-like”¬ù. Hey that song sounds like “Thunderstruck”. That song is a bit like “Highway to Hell”¬ù. The thing is their songs aren’t even good enough to sound like any ACCADACCA songs. They’re simply not good enough.
But again, a great show by the Fursts, great party, great fun. BEAT ROCKS!