It’s daunting performing in front of an audience at the best of times, but a seated crowd at a sold-out gig is the shit that nightmares are made of. However, Melbourne’s own Passerine took it in their stride as the support of Boney M at The Palms on Sunday, June 29.
Front-woman Phoebe Dubar was engaging as hell. In fact, she was mesmerising – drawing in the predominantly 40+ crowd with her raspy voice, rhythmic strut and come-hither eyes. It was the most action some of the male onlookers had scored in a while.
Phoebe is a quadruple threat: she sings, she dances, she writes AND plays viola. Also, anyone that can moonwalk in 3 inch wedges is basically my spirit animal. Reminiscent of Rhye, Glasser and Moloko, Passerine blew the minds of many that night.
It should be noted that Boney M’s Nightflight to Venus was the first vinyl I purchased. I fell in love with the sass, the sexiness, the psychedelia and the cheese. 36 years after its release, I was graced with their physical presence. Aside from the fact that the only original performing member is Maizie Williams, Boney M met expectations and delivered everything that I needed. They were perfect. From the onstage banter and theatrics to the sequined dresses and low buttoned shirts. The performance climaxed with ‘Rasputin,’ compelling mums to squeal, flail, clap and jump in walkways as far as the eye could see. This was followed up with their biggest hit, ‘Rivers of Babylon,’ which drove the audience into a mass karaoke session thus leaving them to struggle for breath.
Boney M is proof that not all comeback tours are cringeworthy (Mariah Carey, take note)