About Ten Years Gone
Looking for high-energy and electrifying entertainment to liven up your night? Head to one of our shows for an unforgettable performance that will have you rocking all night long.
Ten Years Gone - An Adelaide Rock Band cranking out the heavier side of rarely played hits from the mid 60's to the mid 70's. Featuring a killer setlist from legends such as Bowie, Quatro, Hendrix, Slade, Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, Black Sabbath as well as some modern twists on old favorites, we've got it covered. Our high-quality production will ensure that every note and beat is heard and felt.
But it's not just the music that sets us apart. Our band members are true performers who know how to engage and entertain a crowd. We'll have you singing, dancing, and jumping along with us from the first song to the last.
So if you want to be part of a party atmosphere that you'll never forget, get down to our next show date! We promise to bring the house down and leave everyone wanting more.
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Peter Hanna
Guitarist
Singer
Director
Jane Hoffman
Lead Singer
Linda Hanna
Singer
Tony Oz
Bass
Justin Neave
Drums
“When I was 13, I had a Pink Floyd LP, and on the back was a tiny sticker with an UK address for Pink Floyd Enterprises” (Peter Hanna)
Being a wildly optimistic teenager, I decided to write them a letter. I told them I was writing songs and learning to play guitar—small detail, I was writing songs but didn’t actually own a guitar. I just threw that in there for dramatic effect.
A few weeks later, I got a reply. I nearly fell over. The letter thanked me for liking Dark Side of the Moon (as if that was in question) and encouraged me to keep playing guitar and writing songs—wise words, considering my total lack of an instrument at the time.
I treasured that letter for years until I moved out. When I came back for my stuff, it had mysteriously vanished—along with the letter, my prized junk, and possibly my dignity.
At 16, I got a job next to a second-hand shop and spotted a black Telecaster copy for $110. It was love at first sight. I bought it and taught myself to play through sheer stubbornness (and probably annoying my neighbors).
Years later, I befriended a guitar teacher who casually mentioned he had met Stevie Ray Vaughan. Naturally, I made him my mentor. He taught me how to play in SRV’s style, and I like to think I channeled at least a fraction of that magic.
Now in my early sixties, I still love playing guitar more than anything else. In Ten Years Gone, we play some killer tunes—The Rover is a personal favorite, and we absolutely tear through Highway Star and War Pigs. Some things never change, and for that, I’m grateful.
Meet The Band...
“…there was just something magical about standing on stage, blending harmonies, and bringing stories to life through music” (Jane Hoffman)
I’ve always loved to sing. Some of my best memories from school involve being in the choir and taking part in musicals—there was just something magical about standing on stage, blending harmonies, and bringing stories to life through music.
Music has this incredible ability to capture the full spectrum of human experience—love and loss, protest and activism, joy and pain. It’s a rollercoaster of emotion, and I’ve always been in awe of how a simple melody and a few well-chosen words can hit you right in the heart. There’s something truly special about feeling and performing the poetry of the greats.
I sang and performed all my life until my early twenties when, for personal reasons, I stepped away from it. I never really expected to return to music—but as fate would have it, I somehow found myself front and center in Ten Years Gone. Almost two decades after putting the mic down, I was holding one again. Maybe the planets aligned, maybe it was just luck, or maybe it was exactly what I needed at the right time. Whatever it was, I’ve never looked back.
Now, I get to jam with some of the best people I’ve ever met, belting out classic rock tunes with an energy that feels like coming home. It’s more than just a band—it’s a family. And honestly? It’s an absolute blast to be part of the gang!
“Growing up with older brothers had its perks—mainly, an early education in the holy trinity of rock: Led Zeppelin, Deep Purple, and Black Sabbath” (Linda Hanna)
While other kids were singing along to whatever was on the radio, I was being schooled in the art of power chords and face-melting solos. Safe to say, my musical foundations were solid.
I’ve always loved music, especially live shows. There’s nothing quite like the energy of a concert—the roar of the crowd, the thump of the bass, and that moment when the first note hits, and you just know it’s going to be a great night. My first concert? Gary Glitter in grade 7. Maybe not the most rock ‘n’ roll origin story, but hey, we all start somewhere!
Despite my love for music, I never imagined I’d be fronting a band at this stage in life. Yet here I am, singing my heart out with Ten Years Gone, and loving every second of it. The best part? The setlist. Every song we play is a classic—tracks that stand the test of time and still get people up, singing, and air-guitaring like they’re 17 again.
Being in this band has been an unexpected, incredible journey. It’s proof that life has a funny way of throwing you into exactly the right place, even if you never saw it coming. And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way!
“Everything changed in 2003 when I watched a live Metallica show on MTV” (Tony Oz)
Music has been part of my life for as long as I can remember—but things took a serious turn in 2003 when I caught a live Metallica show on MTV. Suddenly, my long-neglected classical guitar went from being a decorative dust collector to my new obsession. I tried to learn every riff I could, probably driving my family (and neighbors) insane in the process.
After years of practice and jamming with friends, I found myself playing lead guitar in a heavy metal band in Istanbul—loud, fast, and exactly what I loved. Then life threw me a plot twist, and I landed in Australia, where I picked up the bass and joined Ten Years Gone. Now, instead of shredding, I’m laying down the groove, bringing classic ’60s and ’70s rock back to life for audiences who still love the old-school sound.
Switching to bass has been a challenge, but a damn fun one. Music has taken me on one hell of a ride so far, and I can’t wait to see where it takes me next!
“From the age of 12, my parents finally gave in and got me my first drum kit—probably thinking it was a phase” (Justin Neave)
From the age of 12, my parents finally gave in and got me my first drum kit—probably thinking it was a phase. Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. That kit kick-started a passion that saw me playing through high school, picking up the fundamentals in big bands and musical theatre groups (yes, I can play with brushes... but I prefer not to).
Growing up in the ‘90s, I was heavily influenced by the grunge era—basically, I just wanted to play as loud as humanly possible and put every ounce of energy into my performances. Life eventually took me in different directions with travel, family, and other opportunities, but my love for music never faded. If anything, my taste expanded, and I became obsessed with the legends who paved the way for rock drumming—Bonham, Baker, Paice. The gods of groove.
Meeting Pete and Linda was one of those "right place, right time" moments, and I couldn’t resist the chance to bring back some classic rock and put my own heavy-hitting spin on it. Being part of Ten Years Gone is like being in a big, loud, snack-fueled family—there’s always food at rehearsal, plenty of banter, and a relaxed vibe both on and off stage.
With such an expansive setlist, picking a favorite song to play live is near impossible, but Fire by Jimi Hendrix gives me the closest thing to a drum solo, so naturally, I love it! By my own admission, I go through way too many sticks, and if you don’t see me on stage or practicing, I’m probably in a drum shop convincing myself I definitely need another cymbal.
Catch me at a Ten Years Gone show—if not for the drumming, then at least for my ridiculous facial expressions when I get lost in my ‘safe space’ behind the kit!