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Never Gonna Give You Up...

On Friday I got myself all dolled up...


And went into the city to have dinner on Little Bourke Street (chicken and vegetables with fried noodles) with a couple of lovely ladies.

Afterwards we took ourselves off to The Palace for a concert...


Now, to put this in context, in the mid-80s I was living in Iceland ('82-'85) and Norway ('86-'89), so I don't really know the music of the Chantoozies or Wa Wa Nee. They weren't too bad, but the highlight for me was Rick!



Chantoozies




Wa Wa Nee


Besides all the songs - most of which I knew off by heart - and the voice; which is still amazing, despite his 47 years, Rick Astley is a funny guy! He swears a lot more than I ever imagined he would, which was funny in-and-of-itself because of his ultra clean cut image in the eighties.



He talked a lot with the audience, got all the blokes in the room to sing (Aussie blokes can actually sing quite well), did an AC/DC cover (I know, who would've thunk it!), rocked some Motown, and had a unknown could-barely-hold-tune-but-thought-she-could on stage to sing part of one of his songs for her birthday (and she didn't want to give the mic back - did I mention she was from Sydney, when he mentioned this everyone boo'd. Ha!)...


I'm pretty sure he styled his hair and dress this way for nostalgic reasons!


Despite wearing flats, my feet where killing me by the end of almost four hours of dancing!

Was a fun night!

It dawned on me I've been to more concerts this century a.k.a. since having kids, than I ever went to last century!

Bless, bless Sif xxx

Comments

lucy magnus said…
I was at the Rick Astley concert in Melbourne, came over from W.A especially,no it wasn't me who made the sign! My phone died, so i couldn't record anything, but so wished i could! I'm sure it was me,he was speaking to when he called evety one who knew every song he'd ever done'nutters and i said'i am'and he said'I know you are love', 'I've watched you, singing alnong'!
Sif Dal said…
Yep, another nutter here - though I was further back in the crowd so I'm sure he didn't see me!

We were the lucky ones! A friend of mine went on Saturday and Rick didn't show up due to illness...

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