Desperate Houseblokes - Band Review

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Posted 2013-02-07 by Mila Wood ⇒ follow

It was one of those balmy afternoon at a friend's 50th birthday bash. I was half tanked, bored to bits and just about to head home when a friend stopped me and said, "The band will be arriving in half an hour. Why don't you hang around? It will be fun."

"What kind of songs do they play?" I asked.

He told me, "The eighties, rock and roll, depends what the audience are."

"What are they called?" I asked.

" Desperate Houseblokes ."

Great, desperation indeed. So I took a bottle of wine from the fridge, sat in the corner and said to myself, I will wait and will not disappoint my friends. An hour and one bottle later, five guys clad in jeans, guitar slung over their shoulders, wearing sunnies in the midst of darkness, arrived with their entourage in tow. Then as they get closer…lo and behold! I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but there they are, in all their glory.

Standing tall, handsome, muscles almost ripping out of their skin tight t-shirts. I stood up. Introduced myself with the glass of wine on my hand. And oh glory indeed. I was gobsmacked.

On the stage, they belted out "She's so high!" and I almost fell on my back. They can sing! I am in love! Before you know it , the crowd are on their feet, dancing and tapping on the beat of the drums, hands in the air. They are wild, especially the ladies, and even the birthday boy is dancing his heart out with his two left feet. But before I let my inhibitions go further and my imaginations run wild, let me give you a bit of a background on this dynamite band.

Ascended from a wash out Sunday afternoon, friends gathered together for a jam session, apparently gazing at their musical instruments and dreaming; Peter with his bass and GW with his cherry red Gibson, while Mark was the designated cook for the BBQ. The music on the background was a wake up call for these male divas. They picked up their instruments, kissed their wives goodbye, piled into the Commodore, packed the trailer with their home brew, and headed for they describe as the "Call of the Wild".

Hence the party cover band who call themselves the Desperate Houseblokes was born and have since been fulfilling their need to rock and roll around the city of Sydney. The five man band consist of the following Peter on bass, Tony on guitar, piano and vocals, Mark on guitar, Greg on drums and guitar, and Mark on guitar. Desperate Houseblokes have performed at charity balls, corporate functions, weddings, birthday, reunions, anniversaries, and various pubs and clubs .

Songs like Are you Gonna be my Girl by Jet, Vertigo by U2, Message in a Bottle by The Police and Choir Girls by Cold Chisel are belted out in full gusto. From quiet unplugged sets to full on dance music, the band will definitely rock the night away and leave the audience begging for more.

On my way home my feet were still tapping, my hips were still gyrating, and songs repeated in my alcohol fuelled brain over and over again. Check out Desperate Houseblokes. You never know you might be persuaded to attend one of their gigs or even hire their service and have a good time.