Neil Quinn
Amidst the busy Golden Dogs stage set-up was a very simple one for this former golden dog. Neil picked his electric guitar while seated on an old wooden chair. Keeping the banter to a minimum he played all originals loudly, despite relatively quiet solo guitar music. His voice was strong and the set entertaining.
Golden Dogs
The last time I saw the Golden Dogs I was exiting adolescence so it has been a long hiatus, but on the first song that familiar male voice brought me right back there. In the time in between I've scarcely heard about the band and only realised this show by chance at the last minute. It was a fortunate discovery though, as they blasted out three jubilant pop rock to an enthusiastic Cameron House back room audience. With lasers splayed around the stage their blue and red set colours could barely be made out but the music spoke for them. The female drummer brought energy with both her percussion and her sometimes-lead vocals. The bass player and female keys player also contributed with the cords, and on one song when neither of their services were required they raised a sheet and a sun rose over it, the significance of which was lost on me but it was fun nonetheless. A bunch of new songs were played, as read off the "Now Playing" candelabra on the piano. Their counts into songs were varied and fun, sometimes lasting a long while. One particular song ran off the tracks and they were prepared for it as without a pause they flipped up a technical difficulties sign, began playing an old tune on the boom box until they jumped back into the song already in progress. The latter half of the set was peppered with songs I'd learned to love them back in tha day. Runouttaluck had people dancing while Saints had 'em shouting along. I thought they were closing with Birdsong when in fact they went one further with the simply effective Yeah! Unable to escape the stage their set extender was a new tune which left everyone, appropriately titled, Happy.
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