McDermott has been giving his own style of aggressive, assertive cabaret since the mid-eighties, and astonishingly for anyone with over thirty-five years of career behind him, he still maintains the same level of rage and attack, with a set of politically leaning songs about the royal family, US politics and women, glorying in the grotesque, the unpleasant and the rage-inducing. It's an invigorating hour in his company, followed shortly after by a 20-minute busking set just up the road outside a block of apartments up the road from the Rhino Room (interrupting any residents who may want to just get home) with a rousing set that gets the audience involved in singing along to an engaging set of songs, including just one really sentimental one to close up the night. For those of us who weren't around when McDermott was husting for change outside David Jones just down from the merry-go-round in civic, it's a chance to catch what you missed out on - for those who didn't (and judging from the age of much of McDermott's audience, many of them possibly didn't), it's a chance to reindulge with a performer who's just as sharp and engaged as ever he was.
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