Newcastle was the place to be on Saturday night as Loon Lake took the stage of The Cambridge Hotel. The enthusiasm and jovialness of supporting acts Cub Scouts' and Glass Towers' spread through the crowd like the common cold. Only this resulted in sneezing chocolate covered coffee beans instead of mucus...

But what I really want to get my teeth sunk into is the tasty layers of a Loon Lake sandwich. Having never heard them live but being totally head over heals, Princess Bride style, in LOVE with their music, I was concerned…what if their vocals are off? What if they’re often out of sync? Or worse yet, what if they’re wankas? Thanking F-ing Godess that my anxieties were more off the mark than Todd Akin’s understanding of female reproduction.

I once said that Frank Turner’s show in Sydney was the BEST LIVE SHOW I HAVE EVER SEEN! Don’t get too excited just yet, I still stick by that statement (so cruel I know) but damn did Loon Lake come close. Every song was played with a unique vibrancy and gusto and with never a dull moment it was hard to deter for a drink! Gigsters (yep I’m gonna make it happen) danced like crazy and I'm not just talking about the peacocks- you know the ones dancing for enticement.

Obviously the crowd was dying to hear “Cherry Lips” (hottest 100 tip-well you probably already knew that). It was amazing and yes I screamed and jumped and basically went ape shit with everyone else but then something happened. Just when I thought I could feel satisfied with claiming my vigorous moves as this week’s exercise, a strange thing occurred. Loon Lake began to play another song and I was all ’Why? Just leave on a high note’.

Well I clearly have trust issues because I was smacked in the face with bag of musical gold; The Darkness “I Believe in a Thing Called Love”. Yep I’ve officially gone from head over heals to potential stalker.