Review: Groovin The Moo Bunbury, 12 May 2018
Seriously, where on this Earth would you rather be than front and centre of the pit, soaking up your favourite live band with a few hundred close friends, bathing in the blue skies and sunshine that Western Australia is famous for? This was just the case on Saturday, as the ever popular festival Groovin the Moo wound up its 2018 regional tour of Australia in Bunbury, WA, with the rock gods delivering on a perfect, clear, 33 degree day.
With 10+ years of festivals in the bag, the whole GTM 2018 machine is Rolls-Royce-like in its smooth delivery and well-organised event management. Every aspect is well catered for, from easy parking to friendly staff, plenty of food stalls, bars and toilets, all with the primary focus of getting excited punters to their favourite bands and artists as quickly as possible and with minimal fuss.
The best thing about a festival like this is the rapid fire 30-45 minute window each act gets to win over the masses. With multiple acts on offer at any one time, one simple moment of overly indulgent wankery could empty your audience quicker than yelling “SNIFFER DOGS!”.
Bare mid-riffed, glitter-encrusted teens moved through the Hay Park grounds in waves, ebbing and flowing around the stages that were delivering, and leaving a low tide around those that didn’t. The following acts were all guilty of serious high tides!
Alex Lahey is an absolute super-star. With catchy, relatable song writing and rock attitude to burn, an exhausted Lahey completed her set by throwing her guitar to the guitar tech and saluting the crowd. Very rock’n’roll.
Dean Lewis dragged the punters from near and far for some epic crowd sing-a-long’s. Lewis has a huge following and for very good reason, as displayed today.
Portugal. The Man was popular, with a quirky set of sonic soundscapes drifting into some Pink Floyd for good measure.
Tkay Maidza bounced onto stage with a cheeky grin and a ton of bass, and when the crowd was asked to stomp their feet like a Brontosaurus, Bunbury might have moved a few inches closer to sea level.
Amity Affliction brought fire balls and energy, attracting pyromaniacs and a thousand singers in need of a throat lozenge. As the sun was setting and night started to take hold, the fire show was quite impressive.
Grinspoon was there for the very first GTM in 2005, and time has not wearied the boys. Crowds were in early and enjoyed a tight, professional outfit who know what the punters want… confetti canons! Great to see the boys back.
Paul Kelly was like a teenager as he half-jumped his way through a hit heavy performance. He reinforced his status as an Aussie icon, even with the young brigade on hand who knew every song and sang every word.
Royal Blood amazed festival goers with their huge sound and bone jarring riffs, living well and truly up to their hype. The boys commanded the attention of anyone within ear shot and with the volume at eleven, that was far.
The Moolin Rouge tent was high tide all day round with DJ’s spinning tracks like Miley Cyrus’ ‘Party in the USA’, as well as highlight acts like Mallrat, Vera Blue and Duke Dumont. Confidence Man were at their cheeky best with neon boob cones and buckets of fun.
The event wasn’t without casualties though, as fatigue started to get the better of some overly festive party goers at around 2pm. With only 10 hrs to go, it was always going to be a long day for some, but for the majority, it is never long enough. Come back soon GTM.