Greazefest 2009

[rockfotze]

So Greazefest has been and gone for another year. I wish I could write a huge rave review about how amazing the weekend was and all the new and amazing stuff they had this year, which was the 10th anniversary. But alas this was not the case because it was the exact same as it was for the last three or four years that I've been going. Friday and Saturday nights are for gigs, one night for rockabilly, the other night for harder rockabilly/psychobilly. Sunday is the day for everyone of all ages to see hot rods and other amazing cars, live bands and markets. But it's always the same and is getting kind of boring. It's such a shame because it should be fantastic because it's all about the cool aspects of the 1950s like greasers, custom culture and rebellious youth, and most of the 1950s festivals are kind of daggy. But unfortunately Greazefest never quite gets there. It falls just below the sort of standard it should be aiming for. The venue is old, run-down and hideously uncool. There's no them, no decorations and no charisma. I don't understand why there can't be 50s-themed drinks behind the bar (I've seen so many bars in Brisbane who stock old fashioned sodas like Cherry Cola and Root Beer, so it's obviously not a difficult thing to source)  or why there can't be some cool decorations beyond some strips of cheap leopard-print material around the stage.

I don't want to make a huge thing about this (and I know there are a lot of pro-Greazefest people out there who will be majorly pissed off with me now), but I am seriously hoping for something a bit better next year. Apart from Checkered Fist who is my favourite psychobilly band, mostly because they're only just teenagers and cute as buttons, there wasn't a great deal going on that made me want to go at all this year. Except maybe the markets where I always manage to find some treasures. I just have high hopes that next year will be a LOT better because I think Greazefest should be a huge event in Brisbane, not just a place where rockabilly folks go to buy random crap and see bands you can almost any weekend while getting pissed on not-so-cheap booze. I may even write a letter to the organiser, come to think of it.I have high hopes people! High hopes!

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