AC/DC rocks all involved
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February-19-2010 11:21
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By David Cotsios
9.30am Friday morning and still no sign of deputy editor Daniel Murphy.
Not that this comes as a huge surprise, his 40th birthday having coincided with the much anticipated AC/DC concert in Sydney last night.
It’s kind of like all the ‘Bugger Me I Won’t Be Coming In Today’ stars have aligned for Daniel. He’s there in the middle like some hapless pawn in a Shakespearean tragedy; a bleary-eyed Irish Lear, tearing his clothes and gnashing his teeth, buffeted by the storms of fate. Celestial forces he, as a mere man, cannot resist.
Like booze.
And AC/DC.
Except that it’s deadline and he has to come in.
I can’t lie and say we’re not a little worried.
Consider this article.
AC/DC have been wreaking havoc amongst their aging fanbase with at least one near birth and one major heart attack recorded at their Melbourne show.
Now, not that I’m saying 40 is too old for AC/DC, but rather that his relative youth is almost more of a worry than if he were in his late 50s with a known heart condition.
The problem is that Murphy, unlike a massive proportion of the audience, is cursed with a functioning physiology; a sturdy, party-hardened frame that, for a good decade yet, is capable of conveying his booze-sodden skull to any place it conceives.
This whiskey-powered locomotive will just keep chugging forward, long after the rummy little conductor who lives behind those bloodshot eyes has hung up his hat for the night. The tracks were laid by AC/DC; the train on platform one will shake you all night long.
Will Murph turn up? Read on...