THE KILLERS, The Palace, 17th December 2004
by LOCHY C
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The Palace in St Kilda is a great place to see a band you love on a
Friday night. Not for the venue itself, which seemed generally overcrowded and
whose cheapest beer costs more than the cab ride to get there, but for
the plethora of decent pubs and bars within five minutes walking distance.
What better lead up to the Killers than spending a beautiful sunny afternoon
playing pool at the Espy, with a tall cold glass of Carlton Drought in
your hand or, better yet, both hands. Rocking up to the palace at 9pm turned
out to be a bit of a mistake as the first support band did not start until
9:45 and the killers weren’t due on stage until 11:30. Management also
conveniently neglected to mention, until after they had taken and ripped
our tickets, that there were no pass-outs before 10pm.
The first band to take the stage was The Pictures, who have been getting
some air-time on JJJ recently. These boys weren’t bad but sound
remarkably similar to Jet, so after listening to the first song they played, which
happened to be their latest single I decided to sit down and conserve my
energy for the Killers. The next band up was Betchadupa, who I have to
say I am not particularly fond of, but I had been hanging out all week to hear
them play “the bats of Darkwell lane”, which in my opinion is their best
song. The odds of this happening were not going to be good however,
seeing this song was on neither of the albums but was a secondary song on one of
their singles, damn my obscure music taste. In the end it didn’t matter
as we had finally found decent seats outside and were loath to leave them
just to see a band that might, or might not, play the one song of theirs that
you actually like.
Finally the time approached and we made our way inside to see the lads
From Las Vegas, who were dressed immaculately in suits and ties. The set the
Killers played was short but sweet (what more can you expect from a band
that only has one album). They played pretty much all the songs on the
album and a couple that I hadn’t heard before, which is always good. I was a
little bit disappointed because I assumed a group of young fellas from
Las Vegas would put on a bit more of a show. I don’t ask much but maybe a
magician pulling assorted items out of a hat between songs or even a
small tiger prowling in the background could have livened things up a little. I
suppose the music is what’s important and in this they lived up to the
crowds expectations. There is no greater feeling then seeing a band you
love and being able to sing along to all the songs. They came back for one
encore and ended the night with “All These Things that I’ve Done”, which had the
crowd singing mantra style, “I’ve got soul but I’m not a soldier”,
definitely the highlight of the night.
Lastly I’d like to send a shout out to the guy who came along with his
girlfriend, stood at the front of the crowd and shouted at anybody who
accidentally bumped her: YOU’RE A DICKHEAD!
Lochy C
Friday night. Not for the venue itself, which seemed generally overcrowded and
whose cheapest beer costs more than the cab ride to get there, but for
the plethora of decent pubs and bars within five minutes walking distance.
What better lead up to the Killers than spending a beautiful sunny afternoon
playing pool at the Espy, with a tall cold glass of Carlton Drought in
your hand or, better yet, both hands. Rocking up to the palace at 9pm turned
out to be a bit of a mistake as the first support band did not start until
9:45 and the killers weren’t due on stage until 11:30. Management also
conveniently neglected to mention, until after they had taken and ripped
our tickets, that there were no pass-outs before 10pm.
The first band to take the stage was The Pictures, who have been getting
some air-time on JJJ recently. These boys weren’t bad but sound
remarkably similar to Jet, so after listening to the first song they played, which
happened to be their latest single I decided to sit down and conserve my
energy for the Killers. The next band up was Betchadupa, who I have to
say I am not particularly fond of, but I had been hanging out all week to hear
them play “the bats of Darkwell lane”, which in my opinion is their best
song. The odds of this happening were not going to be good however,
seeing this song was on neither of the albums but was a secondary song on one of
their singles, damn my obscure music taste. In the end it didn’t matter
as we had finally found decent seats outside and were loath to leave them
just to see a band that might, or might not, play the one song of theirs that
you actually like.
Finally the time approached and we made our way inside to see the lads
From Las Vegas, who were dressed immaculately in suits and ties. The set the
Killers played was short but sweet (what more can you expect from a band
that only has one album). They played pretty much all the songs on the
album and a couple that I hadn’t heard before, which is always good. I was a
little bit disappointed because I assumed a group of young fellas from
Las Vegas would put on a bit more of a show. I don’t ask much but maybe a
magician pulling assorted items out of a hat between songs or even a
small tiger prowling in the background could have livened things up a little. I
suppose the music is what’s important and in this they lived up to the
crowds expectations. There is no greater feeling then seeing a band you
love and being able to sing along to all the songs. They came back for one
encore and ended the night with “All These Things that I’ve Done”, which had the
crowd singing mantra style, “I’ve got soul but I’m not a soldier”,
definitely the highlight of the night.
Lastly I’d like to send a shout out to the guy who came along with his
girlfriend, stood at the front of the crowd and shouted at anybody who
accidentally bumped her: YOU’RE A DICKHEAD!
Lochy C