20th January 2026 – Ice Cream Factory Perth, Western Australia
Perth really knows how to pick a night to crank the thermostat, hey? A warm Tuesday that felt more like someone left the oven door cracked open — perfect conditions for a sold-out show at the Ice Cream Factory, where sweat, excitement and questionable deodorant choices all come together to create the true summer gig experience.
Kicking this one into gear were the absolute madmen from Queensland: Dune Rats. Now, I’d never seen them live before, but I’ve heard all the stories — the chaos, the energy, the cult following, the “did they really just do that?” moments. And mate… they delivered on every front. Three blokes, one loaded esky (standard Perth hot-weather survival gear) and the type of party-hard attitude that screams, “Yeah, we’re here to have a crack, and you’re coming with us.”
They fired up the crowd instantly. Proper crowd engagement — none of this “slow warm-up song” nonsense. The boys came out swinging and had the punters roaring along within minutes. Their cover of The Angels’ classic “Am I Ever Gonna See Your Face Again” was peak Aussie mischief. You’ve never seen true unity until you’ve seen a few thousand Perth punters yelling the unofficial lyrics with the confidence of a drunk best man at a wedding. Absolute chaos, absolute magic.
And then there was “Bullshit” — the track that proves simplicity, attitude and a bit of Aussie charm go a long way. Tight set, strong presence, huge energy. I walked in curious and walked out a fan… you can absolutely see why the Yungblud team dragged them across Australia. Stroke of genius.
Then came half-time — the dust settling for a moment, everyone grabbing a drink, catching their breath, pretending the heat wasn’t getting to them. And then… the lights dipped. Suspense. Anticipation. That delicious calm-before-the-storm moment where everyone collectively thinks, “Righto… here we go.”
Yungblud time.
Then “War Pigs” hit. And that was it — the room was his.
The second Dom Harrison stepped into view, you could feel the shift. He’s got this wild magnetism — a pull that drags your attention into a single point. He doesn’t just perform; he creates a moment and dares you not to get swept up in it. Fans of every age, shape and style rushed the rail like seagulls fighting for the same chip… except far more emotional and far less judgemental.
Dom cut an outrageous figure on stage: electric, expressive, beautifully chaotic. And let’s be honest — the bloke is easy on the eye, he can sing like he means every syllable, and he’s as authentic as they come. No facade. No over-polished pop-star shine. Just raw, emotional performance. The kind that stays with you.
The setlist was stacked — too many highlights to cram in without sounding like a deranged fan diary entry, but here are the big hitters for me:
“Lovesick Lullaby” – emotional, powerful, and delivered like Dom was handing out pieces of his heart.
“Fleabag” – this one hit me personally; every word, every scream, every ounce of frustration and release………AMAZING!
“Lowlife” – loud, rowdy and bloody brilliant.
“Icecream Man” – at the Icecream Factory… how could you not love that?
“Ghost” – haunting in all the right ways.
“Zombie” – closing track, absolute monster, left us wanting another 10 songs.
It was a gig filled with love, adrenaline, connection and a sense of relief — like we all walked out lighter, louder and a bit more alive. I finally understand the hype. Yungblud isn’t just a performer — he’s an experience…… it was like watching a mix of Hutchinson, Jagger and Morrison all rolled into one…… YOU NEED TO CHECK HIM OUT!!!!!
Massive thank you to the Yungblud team, Frontier Touring and the Icecream Factory for the access. Nights like this remind me exactly why I do what I do.
