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| Photography: Jared Van Earle |
28 February 2012
Metro Theatre, Sydney, NSW
Monday February 27
Monday February 27
In what was planned to be a bittersweet farewell to post-hardcore torch carriers Thursday, Sydney’s Metro Theatre hosted the triple threat bill, in which each band’s sorrow was equalled with fervour.
Circa Survive wasted no time unleashing mayhem; enigmatic frontman Anthony Green proved his departure from Saosin was a necessary step to create this wolf in sheep’s clothing. Cradling and swinging the mic as if it were a crystal ball through tracks like The Difference Between Medicine And Poison and Strange Terrain, Green’s vocals reached heights not even Justin Bieber could achieve if he attached a pitbull to his balls.
Halfway through their set, the crowd had no idea the singer was expertly ignoring a heckler front and centre until he snapped.
“Why don’t you go sit in the bathroom for fifteen minutes you fucking piece of shit?! Instead of standing here giving me shit the whole time! You fucking prick! Take your fucking girlfriend!”
Green then proceeded to spit on the person, “what are you gonna do?” he shrugged while the crowd cheered and the heckler was dragged out by security. “I may not be very tough but my friends are,” he said.
New Jersey four-piece Saves The Day may have covered Weezer’s Pinkerton yesterday, but last night was purely in homage to their close friends Thursday as they sweetly sauntered through favourites like 1984 and Undress Me.
When the men of the hour finally took the stage, fans had no idea they would be treated to an extra hour of their back catalogue. After performing seminal sophomore album Full Collapse and dedicating last track How Long Is The Night? to newly reformed bands Refused and At The Drive In, the five-piece became six as they added keyboardist Andrew Everding.
Following an emotional reminiscence that scoped tracks from sixth and final album No Devolución back to third record War All The Time, Thursday ended their final ever Sydney show with encore tracks Jet Black New Year and Turnpike Divides. Making the send-off as much about the fans as it was about their split, we couldn’t have asked for more heart, more anarchy, or for more instrumental precision from the outwardly tired underground soldiers.
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