It’s a crisp Sydney night, and inside the grand Concert Hall of the Opera House, the crowd is buzzing—part wide-eyed nostalgia, part raw anticipation. After 17 long years, Oxford’s finest export Supergrass are finally back on Australian stages, here to celebrate I Should Coco, the bratty, blistering debut that made them a household name in the heyday of Britpop.
Opening the evening is Melbourne’s Rocket Science, with frontman Roman Tucker a force of nature—half shaman, half rock’n’roll contortionist—summoning squalls of noise from his theremin and leading the band through a riotous blend of garage punk and spacey psych.
Then the lights dim and The Sweet’s glam-rock classic “Blockbuster” blares through the speakers, sirens and all. As the sound rips through the venue, Supergrass stride onstage to a deafening roar. Within seconds, the crowd is up—cheering, dancing, and belting lyrics like it’s 1995 all over again. It’s the kind of moment that reminds you why live music matters.
Images Deb Pelser
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