Everything has a beginning, a middle and an end after some fashion or other; and to THAT end, all things must pass.
And so it came to be that Australian Crawl, after its fashion, in February 1986, came to and end.
It was a wrap. It was time. A wind-up. A sign-off. A relief. A joy. Funny. Sometimes slightly sad but resolute. A swan-song. A kiss-off; a sign-off; under the belt, on the wagon and headed for the barn.
Put to bed, wiped up, wiped out, cleaned up, mopped up, polished and polished off.
That was all folks, that was all she ever wrote.
Well…
Next year, 2026, we celebrate The Fall Of Crawl.
So we’re taking the songs out for a COMMEMORATIVE run around the country.
It’s everything you know and love, celebrating things been and gone; and how time really does fucking FLY!
Special Guests Boom Crash Opera