I wish I had some kind of mind-blowingly coherent rant about Them Crooked Vultures’ Melbourne debut at Festival Hall on Friday night, but truth of the matter is I’m finding my memories of the whole evening a little bit hazy. No intoxication of any kind was involved, and I can’t say I found myself under any kind of spell from the mesmerising rock performance…
The festival landscape has undergone major upheaval in the last three years, and Covid’s long-term impact on the music industry…
