Deja Voodoo essays

Deja Voodoo essays One of New Zealands most accomplished and definitive rock acts, Deja Voodoo, played an epic half-hour set that touched an unmistakably captivated bunch of pissed cunts last night at The Venue. Billed to play Saturday along side The Have, Deja Voodoo changed to Wednesday with minimal warning, to make for a mid-week concert of colossal significance. The Voodoo plays a distinctive blend of heavy metal/punk rock and pay homage to their influences along the way (unashamedly ripping off everyone from Metallica to the Ramones). Lyrically, they are profound with lyrics that struggle with drug and alcohol addictions ( I smoke P all day/ I would give you one of my beers, but Ive only got Six..Ive only got Five.. Ive only got Four) and share heart-felt moments in songs like Feelings ( Lets talk about feelings, Feeling your tits, Feeling your arse..). After a late start, opening with Redline and Gasoline Cowboy, Deja Voodoo finally took the stage around midnight, before wasting more time asking the audience Does anybody know how the bass amp goes?. Drink more piss! was the obvious solution suggested and shortly after taking heed of this advice, Skull-Bucket (for Skull-Bucket read: Flaming handle-bars screwed on to a motor-bike helmet with a latex mask) and his Back of the Y cronies, Matt Heath and Chris Stapp, kicked off the set with their latest single Beers before belting out the anthemic hit poised for international success We Are Deja Voodoo. Two songs is a lengthy time for anyone without a beer, so when Skull-Bucket reached for another brewski, his surprise identity was revealed - Dave Dobbyn had fronted up, straight out of his curly-mullet years of the 80s! Half an hour later, after exhausting their entire catalo ...