TEX PERKINS
@ Fish Records, George Street, Sydney
Thursday August 10, 2000

So after long months of exile in the wastelands of industrial Alexandria, the long promised transfer into the city comes to pass and, bugger me, if Tex Perkins doesn't turn out to be scheduled for a free lunchtime in-store promotion of his new CD in the record shop right next door to the building where I now work. Having missed his last Sydney show at the Excelsior, this goes some way toward rectifying my loss.

Arriving a few minutes before the scheduled start, I find the band are tuning up but there's not much of a crowd (Fish generally has techno/electro/spasmo noise blasting out the door as I walk past, so perhaps Tex doesn't appeal to their regular constituency), although the place fills up with passing office workers once the band get going. In the meantime, it's just a few ageing industry trendoids dressed in cool clothes at least 15 years too young for them and exchanging loud, ostentatious "hello darlings" and lots of kissy kissy air pecks.

I didn't catch the drummer's name, but I don't think it was Jim White. Otherwise it's the same lineup as on the album: Charlie Owen, Joel Silbersher and Murray Paterson all sharing guitar, bass and keyboards duties while Tex stuck mainly to his acoustic (though both he and Joel got to play Charlie's black Telecaster on one song each). Tex was clearly aware of the marketing nature of this gig, not that it would be too hard to distinguish between the usual late night beer soaked pub crowd and the scrubbed and pressed audience staring silently and expectantly up at him on Fish's mezzanine floor (the racks of Nintendo and Pokemon games behind him would have been another giveaway), but was relaxed and unfazed by the circumstances. He was equally unfazed by several technical mishaps during the short set, though his reference to dunking the band and crew in the large display fish tank and then letting the audience bob for whatever had fallen out of their pockets did perhaps betray some small hint of frustration...

Being merely a promotional showcase, the band only had time to play a few songs from the new album before they were interrupted so that a record company/store minion could announce the availability of autographed copies of the new album at the "special price of $24.95 for today".

"Hey, we're not finished yet," exclaimed Tex and we did get one more song, then it was all over. Despite the fact that today's special price seemed to be the same as yesterday's regular price, being a sucker for a souvenir I lined up and bought a copy of the album but had some difficulty finding the promised signature when I took it out of the bag (like those five-minute cooking programs on the ABC, it had been a case of "here's one we prepared earlier" rather than allowing prospective purchasers to queue up for a personal signature) until I realised that the silver printed "tex" on the cover wasn't part of the original design and was all the signature that was going - I guess Tex is as laconic in print as in the flesh...

For those who've so far missed hearing the new album, "Dark Horses" follows in footsteps of his first album ("Far Be It From Me"), but with far fewer guests, giving it a more consistent sound. Despite the presence of the entire Tendrils line up and the fact that Joel Silbersher and Murray Paterson share writing credits on a couple of songs each, it is still recognisably a Tex Perkins project.
- John McPharlin



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