Gin & Folk Punk

 

Now that we are renowned 'Patrons of the Arts' The Blonde and I receive invitation to classy events all over the city. Well, this might be a slight exaggeration but we did secure an invite to Knocklofty's mid-winter gin party at Schmorgasbaag.

The soiree was held in an uberchic setting and with cool London beats.   Despite the sophisicated setting the crowd seemed to be full of faces that should be familiar yet are not known to you.  The vibe was friendly and everyone was up for a good time.  The fragrant the smell of gin hit you as you walk through the door subtly indicating that there were fun times ahead.

There was a time that anything really cool came from over the seas, and most likely Europe, but now we have very groovy stuff right on our doorstep.  The Knocklofty range of spirits is very cool and very tasty.  They have just launched a new vodka which has the crisp Asian influence that influences their gin.  The Blonde and I got stuck into the cocktails - in a sophisticated way of course.  I had G & T, Cosmo, White Lady and Negroni.  The White Lady was the best of these.  The Blonde highly recommended the Hot Gin Punch.

Jacked up on gin cocktails The Blonde and I gracefully left this classy event before we made drunken fools of ourselves and headed off to The Homestead for some FolkPunk musical action.

The Stragglers, a band from Victoria that has forgotten to go home, opened up the night's proceedings.  During their set I took the time to look around the room and there was not a frown in the place.  Their music is always fun.  As always I love their song "I Miss Your Dog More Than I Miss You."

Next up was a band out of Brisbane called Fox 'n' Firkin.  These guys were killer.  Real Celtic Punk.  Great originals with a foray into Cowpunk (whatever that is).  They interacted brilliantly with the audience and made you feel that they were playing in your lounge room for you and a bunch of your mates.  The highlight for me was Simon and Garfunkel done punk.  'I rather be a sparrow than a snail...'  In the break The Blonde and I went and purchased some merch - including cool stubby holders - and had a great chat with Andrew the guitarist.  What a great guy.  He was really friendly and had the skill of making you feel like you are one of his good mates even though you just met.  I hope I get to see these guys play again soon.

Last up, The Dead Maggies.  They were great as always.  By now the crowd was really hyped up by two great warm up bands and were really ready to cut loose.  This gig was drummer Bicket's last Hobart show and I think he lost the plot a little in all the excitement but it was hugely fun.  After the event The Blonde and I wondered how did we get so lucky to have such wonderful times.  Great people, great gin, great music, great life.  I wonder what adventures are next for "Patrons of the Arts".