The Union Hall, and Main Common Room, soon to be fresh with the smell of damp linen, Impulse perfume, a dash of cologne, rank with the odour of beer, the sugary sweet smell of RTDs and pervaded with sweat and BO, made for a somewhat off-putting preview when I saw the first ranks of freshers appear over the horizon in droves, lining up eager-faced with their ORI ticket in one hand and their ID in another.
I glanced among the faces, and not too many seemed to show the ill effects of excessive amounts of alcohol. As the night progressed and I wandered between the food court, where coat check was set up along with the Red Cross for first aid and one food outlet selling the obligatory greasy hotdogs, wedges and chips to soak up the alcohol, to the Common Room where there were two bars in operation plus the Red Frog Christian Groups handing out free small bottles of water and iceblocks, to the Hall where the main action was taking place.
There were something i had not seen at gigs but suited well the occasion with the profusion of white sheets was the sale of glowsticks, flashing rings and other such paraphernalia being sold and worn by the first years in attendance, it looked pretty cool with all the flashing lights everywhere.
DJ Dhalsim was the first one to take the stage, providing a bit of heavy musical relief before and after the Du Cats Kit’s set. A man, who as one source state, got his DJ alias from “Dhalsim the yoga-performing monk from the Street Fighter video game.” Plays the sort of stuff the students want to hear and cites his influences as Timbaland, Dr Dre and Armand van Helden, amongst others. He laid down that same beat you hear in most nightclubs everywhere throughout town, but with his own unique mixture of dubstep, big bass hip hop and drum n bass. The stuff he played after the Du Cats Kit's set were more recognisable covers of popular modern hip hop and dance pieces.
[The Du Cats Kit] came on and showed themselves to be proficient in solidly working the crowd, by half way through the bassist and guitarist were shirtless, one of them was wearing a wreath around his neck evidently thrown up by a fan, and playing really hard. They put out good power ballads, they give their one goal as “to bring back mid/late nineties power-ska in all of its upbeat glory.” They paid homage to bands such as The Living End and Green Day through their music but they brought their own touch to that brand of music, something I admire Dunedin musicians for, having their own stamp of originality on the music they play. The toga party being one of the main events that all the first years attend regularly, and now with the demise of the toga parade, is one of the remaining staples of Orientation. [The Du Cats Kit] playing at this toga party is a good introduction to a sample of what local Dunedin music is all about.
A few technical hitches such as a bass string breaking halfway through their set but like the good musicians they are, they kept going, the show must go on after all. The grinning, glistening faces of the first years as they came out of the gig told the real result of the night.