Angus Kidman – your blog is down

Someone tell Gus his blog is down. I don’t have his email address and I just googled it but came up stumps. I was just reading his review of the recent "Countdown Spectacular" in Newcastle and I wanted to leave him a comment to say how much I enjoyed reading the review. I especially loved his comments about Sherbet:

As soon as the band starts, the stage is rushed by fat middle-aged women who could care less about the earlier strictures from the guards. I can see an immediate look of panic in the guitarist’s eyes: “Fuck, this is what my groupies look like now?” But given that the band members now mostly look like elderly accountants, that’s not such a bad mismatch.

Countdown was obviously a huge part of all of our lives (now if Molly had died from a barb of some kind… and I’m thinking it wouldn’t be in the chest… then I might have some emotions). What will be the Countdown of the 21st century? Obviously it will be some form of blog/podcast. Video was a huge part of Countdown and I think the new music show should be video based. How many bands on MySpace are making their own video clips? Someone should be packaging up the best ones and putting them out as a video podcast. Ewan, are you listening mate?

Steve Irwin, Crocodile Hunter, Dead at 44 from a Stingray barb

Bruce Moyle from CoolShite just rang me and told me the news. According to The Age:

Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin, has died after being struck by a stingray barb in Queensland, according to reports.

Mr Irwin, 44, apparently died in a marine accident on the Great Barrier Reef, initial reports say.

He was believed to be shooting a documentary off Port Douglas when he was struck.

Mr Irwin’s American-born wife Terri is reported to be trekking on Cradle Mountain in Tasmania and has yet to be told of her husband’s death.

All those people, myself included, who watched him on TV and said "jesus I wish one of those things would bite him properly and teach the stupid frak a lesson" just got their wish, but I feel terrible for his family and friends. Say what you think about the guy, he was a personality and had a passion for what he did. You have to respect that.