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Misfits Melbourne Show Review

Review by Jordan Sibberas and Kit Lindsey.

On the 11th of December, 2015, Melbourne was treated to a visit by Punk living legends, The Misfits.

Descending into Max Watts’ House of Music, down the staircase surrounded by eerie framed mirrors, the mood was set early for a spooky night of ghoulish punk. However, the venue was still unsettlingly quiet when openers, The Wolfpack, took to the stage.

Their non-for-profit status as a band, along with the fact that they tour solely to earn a living and donate all profits to animal shelters betrays their relentless and passionate performance before they’re even on the stage. They ploughed on despite the still empty venue, delivering a highlight of the night for those sensible enough to rock up on time.

The second band up for the night was goth-punk locals, Coffin Carousel.. The crowd was still rather tame at this point which seemed to bother the band a little, but they delivered a tight, if slightly uninspired set. With a little more passion, they would have been able to turn their potential into an energetic and exciting set but on this particular night they fell short of brilliance.


However, just as the static of the start of The Misfits’ Static Age album began to rumble throughout the venue, the crowd surged and suddenly Max Watts’ was alive with ghouls moshing and singing their hearts out. Jerry Only and Crew delivered for fans with the entire Static Age album being performed in order first up, but that wasn’t the end; the setlist lasted an impressive forty songs long and included fan favourites Helena, Saturday Night, Halloween, and We Are 138 which was met by truly electric chants from the crowd. For the most part, despite Jerry’s reminder that The Misfits are a well-matured 40 years old, their age only translated in maturity of performance with the band giving it their all for all forty songs and sounding tight the whole way through.

If any criticism could be made, it is certainly not towards the band, rather towards the back of the house that seemed keen to play The Misfits’ music so loud that all our ears bled. At time, the fire and life of their riffs and manic drumming became too much and turned into a soup of static and noise, which didn’t just affect the crowd’s ability to hear the music but also resulted in the band struggling to keep tempo at one or two places due to the sheer volume they were putting out. However, it wouldn’t be punk if it wasn’t loud so it is only a minor complaint that didn’t detract from what was an overall spectacular show.


For the duration of their performance, Jerry and the boys held the crowd enthralled with interaction that turned a performance into an interactive night of punk that had the crowd fist pumping, head banging and screaming along from the opening seconds to the dying noise of the last song. There was one moment in particular halfway into the set where a bellowing chorus of “WE ARE 138!!” was hurled from the audience towards the stage, to which Jerry modestly declined play the aforementioned song, but the embarrassment seemed not to come from a fear of crowds or dislike of the song, but instead from a profound appreciation of the impact the band has had over their career. Even nearly forty years in, every shred of energy was left there on the stage for their fans to revel in. As anyone that was lucky enough to be there will testify; punk is far from dead.

Review by Jordan Sibberas and Kit Lindsey.

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