Early morning paddle out at sunrise Redhead Beach 30/06/2016
The memory of the event below was inspired by Gaye Sheathers book Rock This City
The Beauty of the Star
Around 1979 The Star Hotel in Newcastle had live local bands on every night, no cover charge, you just walked in and tried to get a beer. The place would be packed and getting near the bar was hopeless, sympathetic punters who already had a beer would pass your money up and pass your beer down but never move from their coveted position for several reasons. Firstly they could get beer, secondly the bands played behind the bar so they had the best vantage point and thirdly there was no dance floor so girls danced on the bar. It was all happening then until some bean counters had it shut down.
Local band Rimshot had a gig on a quieter Monday night and to attract a crowd they had an idea, a dance contest with a surfboard prize for the “best” dancer. A real surfboard made by the bands guitarist. There was a good crowd and a few tidy dancers in bikinis up on the bar keen to win the prize.
The band were ready for the last set and the girls ready for a dance off and in the door walks a dude and on his arm a pretty brunette in a trench coat. He was definitely a dude as he had a stingy brim derby hat on and a double breasted knee length coat and wore a grin like the cat on the mushroom with the hookah in Alice in Wonderland. (that … was a kids book??) He pops her up on the bar, as you do, and she drops the trench coat and whoaaa ikarumba, ruby red lipstick, knee high boots, short shorts and a see through blouse tied up in a knot.
And the band starts playing probably the most appropriate song for the occasion – an extended version of The Doors Roadhouse Blues. The other girls are dancing up a storm but this beauty had it in the bag. Every time the guitarist hit the whammy bar she would shimmy from head to toe, needless to say the whammy bar got a fair workout and she won the dude a new surfboard, but I don’t think he surfed or cared that he didn’t.
This kinda night don’t happen much now but it did then.
Another great local Newcastle band Pamdemonia 1979
I love the Surfer magazine Extra pages, January 1990 shows a Mal rider called Sasquatch which can only be Steve Irwin in a confontation with a crocodile. Photo taken by Martin Tullemans.
There’s a book just out that is great reading – a must for all Newcastle Live music fans with photos of bands and venues, it captures what a great era we were lucky to have taken in and listened to so many great bands.
Rock This City – Live Music in Newcastle, 1970’s – 1980’s
by Gaye Sheather published by Hunter Press.
My 2 best rock moments I can remember were at a Zappa concert (of course) at the Sydney Horden Pavillion 1976. Waiting for the band to come on the house lights dimmed and the band were tuning up and doing a sound check. The guy in the seat next to me turns to me pie eyed and says ” F@#$ there good!!!” I wondered how good he would think they were when they started playing. Moments later Sal Marquez the trumpet player was confidently strutting along the edge of the stage a drink in one hand and trumpet in the other casting an eye over the audience. Someone yells out “you betta be able to play that thing!” Sal takes a calm sip from the plastic cup, leans over backwards his head almost touches the floor and raises up slowly bringing the trumpet to his lips leans into the mike and let rip with a huge burp which fills the room. Of course he could play that thing!
Bright Green Water. Redhead duck pond 3/8/2016
Redhead Beach surfer in a chunky swell 31/7/2016
Redhead Beach fiery sunrise 11/7/16
Lake Macquarie surfer Terry with the surfing legend Donald Takayama in Hawaii back in 2011. Donald, who has since passed away was a great surfer, a USA champion several times, one of the best surfboard makers and from all accounts the nicest of blokes you would meet. Terry was lucky to meet up with Donald staying at the same hotel in Hawaii and got to surf with him and share his quiver of longboards and ride some waves with Donald and his Hawiian mates.