The Spooky Men's Chorale
The Glasshouse, St Mary's Square, NE8 2JR Gateshead Kort
lau. 04.07.2026 20:00
Quirky. Majestic. Men sing songs, some funny. The Spooky Men’s Chorale is a magnificent, many-headed beast that’s single-handedly turned the world of men’s singing upside down. Bypassing well-trodden avenues, they carve out new territories with mighty man sounds, exquisite tenderness, and charming stupidity. Both celebrating masculinity and mocking it. Formed in New South Wales in 2001, the Spooks are rock-solid festival and theatre favourites in Australia, UK and Europe. They’ve got seven albums and nearly 1000 gigs under their belts. No subject is too trivial or weighty for their attention. And such ability to find new musical rooms to explore contributes greatly to their astonishing fan loyalty. The Spooky Men’s Chorale turns 25 this year. On this tour they’ll celebrate their birthday with some delightful crumpets from their shimmering, ludicrous history plus the usual smorgasbord of tantalising new bon bons. To see them is to forever not unsee them. They’re just a bunch of blokes, but where they take you will blow your mind…
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The Spooky Men's Chorale
The Spooky Men’s Chorale is a vast, rumbling, steam powered and black clad behemoth, seemingly accidentally capable of rendering audiences moist eyed with mute appreciation or haplessly gurgling with merriment. Based on the twin pillars of grand foolishness and the quest for the perfect subwoofer-rattling boofchord, the Spooky Men seek to commentate on the absurdity and grandeur of the modern male armed only with their voices, a sly collection of hats and facial hair, and a twinkle in the eye.
Formed in the Blue Mountains of NSW in 2001 by Christchurch born spookmeister Stephen Taberner, the Spooky Men soon attracted attention with a judicious combination of Georgian table songs, pindrop beautiful ballads, highly inappropriate covers, and immaculate man anthems like “Don’t stand between a a man and his tool”, all of which amounted to a manifesto for the new breed of man: happily suspended between thug and wimp