Not quite raunchy to make it pure rock but too fast and loud to be pure pop this is the best Australian hit of the sixties. It's working class sentiment of living for the weekend still rings true and the image of the diminutive Steve Wright with his straight girly hair and Beatle boots singing on stage alongside Snowy are indelibly burnt in my mind. When I hear that guitar riff ringing crystal clear along the harmonies even this mature gentleman has to cede to it's wonderful celebration of life.
Here is a live version, complete with Stevie's off key singing.
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