I missed out on some great things growing up when I did, and I am doing best to make up for them. Take 80s rock music, for instance. While some of you were out jamming to the like of Poison, White Snake and Warrant, I was home bopping along to my parents’ oldies music.

Last night though I played catch up. I saw a true rawk show.

The lights were dimmed and a curtain hung in front of the stage. One spotlight shone on the curtain and behind it stepped up the most over-the-top silhouette of a man – a man with big hair and wings jumping up with his guitar ala David Lee Roth. The curtain falls to the ground dramatically and there, standing in front of a crowd of thousands, stood a Brit with bad teeth, big hair and wearing a black leather unitard unzipped down to his nether regions and singing in notes so high Freddie Mercury would have been proud.

The Darkness are undeniably ridiculous but they pump up their crowds and have a great stage presence. They give old burnt out rockers from the 80s a reason to don their block, faded concert shirts again. They make having long, scraggly hair at concerts appropriate again.

Through a night of said block leather unitard, a pair of pink Lycra, sparkly pants and a hot pink and white striped unitard, The Darkness entertained and helped me achieve that once-missed-out-on experience of attending a true rawk concert. (Combine that with the *N Sync concert from a few years back – my one and only teen idol / boy band experience – and I am a complete woman.)

For a full rundown of The Darkness, I suggest you visit their site. Also, take a listen to I Believe In A Thing Called Love (their first single off of their album).