Friday, March 2
I missed last year’s reunion tour by the Mockers – so I was eager to see this. Also, the recent CD/DVD package from last year’s Powerstation show confirmed what people had said about last year’s tour; this version of the band can really play! It’s a good night out.
And so it was.
All the hits, and a few more “non” hits (album tracks) that really feel like hits now. Take, for example, Another Boring Day In The Amazon. Yes, it was a single in 1985 but here it feels like one of the band’s big, big hits. Same is true of Far From The Madding Crowd and 1987’s Shield Yourself.
Fagan remains in good voice, good cheer, good humour – great stage presence. Brett Adams snuck away in the years not wasted and swiftly became one of the country’s greatest guitar players. Most importantly he still knows when not to play, so these songs – simple, great, glorious pop songs have room to breathe. Chris O’Connor (drums) helps breathe new life into them with his thoughtful, dedicated playing. And Tim Wedde’s keyboard sound is terrific too. All of it. It’s spot on. Thanks too to a pretty-much-perfect live sound mix from Richard Morris.
There’s a wildness though – which is just right. The earliest single, Murder On Murders Street, feels – now – like a post-punk classic. And as “throwaway” as something like Swear It’s True might seem, its circus-like intro motif, it’s still, rightly, a crowd favourite. Then of course there’s One Black Friday, Trendy Lefties (also charging, invigorating) and Alvison Park.
This reunion version of the Mockers comes to play, jam-packed with great songs. That’s the key. It’s really that simple.
Forever Tuesday Morning remains a Kiwi pop classic.
Chuck in a sentimental nod by including the band’s original bassist, Gary Curtis, for a tune, and the overall feeling of a celebration; the band – now scattered around the place – in its spiritual home, paying tribute to fallen and past members, and of course to the tunes. Always it’s about the songs.
Anyone wanting more from a performance by this band in this day and age is fucking dreaming. Simple. This was a wee ripper.
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