Rock Out: Pegasus

It could be that the potential of a review is only realised when the act being reviewed is really bad. Then a review can be a kick in the ass: a warning to audiences that they should beware, and advice to the artists to tighten up - and a way to avenge.

'Four acts performed last Saturday in the Union Hall: Redeye, Shona Laing and Steve Voss, Pegasus, and Country Fliers. It looked interesting on the posters. In fact, all interest ceased after Redeye played their last song. And by the time Shona Laing had finished, even fascination had ended. We badly needed some rock and roll at this point: something to convince us that this was in fact Saturday night. We got instead three guys with a lisp called Pegasus.

Pegasus might be formidable at Training College and Polytechnic quadrant sessions, but at Victoria we need poor Neil Young/CSNY/America copyists like we need a tower on the Hunter lawn. It was a painful experience, boys and you all should be arrested for sexually assaulting the integrity of music.

'So, somehow we had been duped into attending a talent quest and Country Fliers were to be last entry. Cursing, I woke Bronwen and we walked out leaving behind my fold-up umbrella and a hall full of refugees.'