Gig Review: Alpine, City Riots, Jive, 9/7/2011

Having just packed out two shows at the Northcote Social Club in their home city of Melbourne, Alpine were on a mission to maintain the momentum of their 'Villages' tour on its Adelaide stopover at Jive. With the critical and broadcast success of debut EP Zurich well and truly in the bank, the 6-piece appear comfortable and content on keeping things intimate, although this show was a step-up from their previous appearance in this city at the much-smaller Ed Castle Hotel. The crowd was to dictate this point further, as a wide array of mums, indies and moshers converged on the venue in the hope of an enlightening performance on a consequently icy evening.

A small but enthusiastic congregation came together to witness locals City Riots put on their second major support slot in a matter of days at the same venue no less. Having been third in line for Papa Vs. Pretty’s Adelaide appearance two days earlier, and now opening for another touring act in Alpine, I would be expecting a headline slot in the coming days if the trend were to continue. Many in this city are beginning to warm to the local hopefuls, who continue to churn out tight performances each time they take the stage. The blend of deep synths with their unabashed rock sound make for pleasurable listening on older tracks, such as She Never Wants To Dance, and the newer beasts, which are beginning to sound like radio staples almost immediately. With new single In My Head gaining regular airtime and their touring juggernaut set to continue in support of Ball Park Music later this month, don’t expect City Riots to leave your radar anytime soon.

It certainly appeared as though Alpine have made an impact on Adelaide audiences as more people began to wander into Jive following their performance. Though by the time they’d hit the stage, the attendance was incomparable to the band’s Melbourne shows, demonstrating the fact that this city still perhaps neglects great talent in a live format on occasion. Opening energetically with Heartlove, Alpine instantaneously relieved themselves of any inhibitions and set about enjoying every moment of their time on a Jive stage made to seem tiny once filled with the band’s instruments and stage presence. That stage presence is dominated by vocalists Lou James and Phoebe Baker, who, when in full flight, are impossible not to become engaged with. Baker flies around the minimal space available in an ethereal manner, while James largely holds her position behind the microphone, content to rest on her delicate vocal range that, in tandem with her band-mate, really carves out the essence of Alpine’s uniqueness. Once the band rocks out, watching all members move around the stage is simply captivating, as they create music that you really feel rather simply hear.

Tracks from their debut EP Zurich were well represented this evening, with Too Safe possibly the most enjoyable of the lot with its slow and enthralling build-up. The level of crowd participation continued to grow as the band aired a number of as yet unreleased tracks that were well-received amongst the enthusiastic patrons. It is almost scary to think of the havoc that could be caused once the band begin putting together a full-length release after viewing some of its newer material on this occasion. Closer and notable single Villages demonstrates Alpine’s ability to make the simple sound completely grand; the song slowly creeps along courtesy of some 80s inspired synthetic rhythms and elegant harmonies, then suddenly rushes out in a wash of light keyboards, acoustic drumming and raw energy from all involved to create a real pop masterpiece. It is no surprise that the crowd did not want the show to end there. The band’s drummer leapt out and asked if the Adelaide audience wanted one more song, to which they requested and Alpine subsequently obliged. Though I did not catch the name of the song, their performance of an INXS cover slotted in well with the band’s sound and ensured everyone was left cheerful as they meandered into the realms of another Saturday night.

It’s not often in this setting a band can unravel folded arms and genuinely make people want to move to its music, yet Alpine succeeded in making sure everyone in their presence felt involved in what they were watching. The ability to make a crowd consider itself part of the overall experience is the best element of live music, and thankfully, we were witnesses to this tonight. Thank you Alpine, please adorn our fair city again sometime soon.

Take a look at the band's cinematic video for 'Villages' here:

Album Review: SBTRKT - Sbtrkt

2011: the year that electronic music was revitalized for the better. It’s hard to forego the immense breed of talent arising this year, particularly from artists coming out of the UK. Many would not be complaining though; the mere fact that these skippy beats and heavy rhythms are being reincarnated is enough for a new generation to appreciate, rediscover, and generally feel good about. Enter SBTRKT ("subtract", for those of you playing at home). An intriguing entity in himself, Aaron Jerome, under the guise of SBTRKT, hides behind a distinctive mask, creating a character-like image that represents his brand rather than himself as an artist. It’s a good move, not just because I’ve seen his face and it’s really ugly (I haven’t), but it provides a visual for listeners amidst the often bland image of guitar bands and their timid efforts at creating “the look”. Furthermore, it allows Jerome to distance himself personally from his music, producing an almost intermediary figurehead between his compositions and the listener, whilst removing the personal burden that comes with being a well-known musician.

SBTRKT follows on from earlier single and EP releases aside successful remixes of tracks by M.I.A., Mark Ronson and Underworld. This album really allows Jerome to step out of the shadows of his DJ persona and become a real electronic composer with a simplistic knack for hooks in amongst the conducive sounds of the moment. There is so much variation on this album, something that makes it a pleasure to listen to on repeat. Heatwave begins the album modestly, with vocals and distant synth flourishes working in tandem with pan-shifting beats to create a warm opening. Vocalist Sampha is distinct throughout SBTRKT, and his first port-of-call here is Hold On, a true ballad that employs light atmospheres amidst xylophone lines to provide an eerie, fairytale-like mood. It is here in Sampha’s vocal that Jerome allows his inner crooner to be unleashed, albeit through another voice, and demonstrates that an intrapersonal connection with the audience can still be effective in passing on interpersonal messages to the listener.

The inclusion of a number of female vocalists helps to characterise the album further and demonstrate Jerome’s ability as a DJ to imply the feeling of ‘guest appearances’ in how these tracks vary from the majority of the album. The most notable collaboration here is with Little Dragon’s Yukimi Nagano, who adds a smooth, silky poise to lead single Wildfire; it is easily the most commercially accessible track on the LP. Jessie Ware’s vocal range is perfectly suitable to the deep electronic rhythms of Right Thing To Do, while Roses Gabor greatly enhances Pharaohs, a highly danceable house track that dapples in disco and funk stylings while maintaining the continuity of the rest of the album. On the contrary, Ready Set Loop is a fast, up-tempo instrumental that possesses a real warped feel, falling somewhere between a loop-heavy electronic act, like PVT, and the dub-step currently fermenting in the music world like a broth on high heat.

We really have a find here though in Sampha; his undeniable delivery is beautifully breathy, incredibly soulful, and all parts raw. And the more you listen, the more you tend to appreciate the talent at hand. Never Never is a classic R&B production, and utilizes Sampha’s succinct range to great effect, working with backing vocals to create a collective feel. He also allows SBTRKT’s exploration into various styles to work so well, as a track like the fast-moving Something Goes Right perfectly juxtaposes the sleuthing grooves of Trials Of The Past. It truly demonstrates that SBTRKT could ply his trade anywhere on the live scene, from the festivals to the seedy bars and far beyond, and his effect would be no less engaging.

Music always comes in waves, regenerations and experimentations. And at present, the 2011 electronic movement fits all of these categories. It is simultaneously reviving sparkly keyboards and harmonies from the 90s while experimenting with new and interesting beats and rhythms to create an eclectic new wave of music. With every month there appears to be a new member on the throne of the scene, healthily pushing the boundaries of their compatriots. And currently, SBTRKT is the king. It may yet take some doing to knock this masked man from the position of crossover electro-royalty.

Have a look at the sweat-laden video for 'Wildfire' feat. Yukimi Nagano here:

Looks as though SBTRKT will be heading our way this October, keep eyes and ears peeled.

Gig Review: Papa Vs. Pretty, Redcoats, Jive, 7/7/2011

As Thomas Rawle, lead singer of headliners Papa vs. Pretty, stated early on in the band’s set, the last time they played in Adelaide was in front of roughly 15 people, so obviously they were delighted to be playing to a Jive crowd that managed to fill the ground floor completely. Of course, this previous performance was prior to the 3-piece releasing their debut album, United In Isolation, subsequently having it featured on the public youth broadcaster, and gaining consistent airplay for rollicking tracks One Of The Animals and Honey. This kind of publicity is huge for a band who’s average age barely reaches beyond the 20 year mark, but it was clear on this Thursday evening that age is no barrier for this talented Sydney group.

Adelaide act City Riots appeared first this evening having been overseas to record their debut album which has been a long time coming for many. At this stage the crowd were still briskly wandering in, but the band managed to put on a professional performance nonetheless, certainly demonstrating their progression as a band in the last few years. I’m sure we can expect more from the group throughout the remainder of the year as the album is released.

Due to time constraints the now filled out Jive crowd were introduced to Melbourne act Redcoats, who immediately had everyone’s horns up. As the band were setting up, I must admit I was highly skeptical of what was to come. The guys look like an authentic 70s rock group; three of the lads sported long, flowing stoner-like locks, while lead singer Emilio Mercuri almost came across as a reincarnated version of Andrew Stockdale, pinned back afro and spearing eyes included. And as they came out to begin their set it was easy to hear the influences of these guys right from the start. Flourishes of Zeppelin, Hendrix, Kyuss, Floyd and Rage Against The Machine all shone through early on the band’s performance. It would be easy to forfeit the band’s credentials based on the fact they were reviving the sounds of their forefathers, but the overriding fact became that Redcoats are simply brilliant at what they do. For the majority of their near 40 minute set I simply zoned out, in a good way, Their style of music is completely mesmerizing, entrancing, and played with an undeniable level of skill to match. Their constant shift of time signatures is something to behold. Mercuri is a true frontman, while guitarist Neil Wilkinson and bassist Rhys Kelly wield their instruments as if they’d just been removed from a time machine that landed in the early 90s. Dreamshaker is a hit with most of the crowd, but it was the longer, more drawn-out songs that really showed the potential of Redcoats going forward. This was certainly a live experience worth witnessing again.

Papa vs. Pretty arrived soon after to kickstart their performance, which was unfortunately marred by numerous feedback issues early on. It seemed to rattle frontman Rawle and created a somewhat disengaging atmosphere at the beginning. However, as soon as the first chords of Heavy Harm strung out, the band seemed far more comfortable on the stage, with the initial sound problems seemingly devoid by this point. Heavy Harm is a great indicator of the band’s sound, as Rawle exquisitely finds his way around the guitar, while the rhythm section of Angus Gardner and Tom Myers allow the band’s music to flow up and down when necessary. At times the mix creates problems in hearing Rawle’s incredible vocals, yet when they do appear they are genuinely unforgettable, falling somewhere in between a rockabilly drawl and a Beatles-esque croon.

One Of The Animals received a huge reception from the crowd as was to be expected, while Wrecking Ball from the band’s Heavy Harm EP displayed a raw grit to the band’s sound. This was brilliantly contrasted by I Still Believe In Us, a far slower track from said EP that demonstrated Rawle’s immense ability with the 6-string, with lush harmonies provided by Myers from behind the sticks. Myers voice consistently enhanced the band’s sound on the night, and especially shone on latest single Honey. This was probably the most well-performed song on the evening; it showcased everything good about the 3-piece, while displaying a level of maturity and comfort on stage that is far beyond their years. The guys completed the set with an unnamed production which they only ever play live, and after a reluctant call from the crowd, returned for a two-song encore to end the night on a high.

Many can sometimes be fooled by broadcast radio these days, with recent countdowns demonstrating that accuracy in determining the best from the rest can sometimes succumb to a popularity contest. However, the recent publicity provided to Papa vs. Pretty was consolidated this evening at Jive; these guys are the real deal. Thomas Rawle is a talent to be reckoned with, and with an apparent 30 albums worth of unreleased material up his sleeve, we can only dream of what the band has to offer up next.

Album Review: No Joy - Ghost Blonde

With the rising prominence of revivalist musicians in modern music therein lies a question: will future musicians be forced to revive the revivalists? Needless to say, Montreal two-piece No Joy take upon the feel of a 90s shoegaze revival act, yet there is still much to be digressed from their rough and ready debut LP, Ghost Blonde. Formed in 2009 via a cross-continental partnership between songwriters Laura Lloyd and Jasmine White-Glutz, No Joy have since found their into the American lo-fi crowd amongst the likes of Wavves and Best Coast, and it is easy to see why going on their debut release.

The duo implements minimal instrumentation to maximum effect on Ghost Blonde, with a great wall of vocals, guitars and drums all coinciding to create a fuzzed out afterglow throughout the album. Though where their contemporaries may choose a more direct pop route to engage their listeners, No Joy decidedly take a more darker undertone towards their compositions, perhaps sacrificing the fun in their music for more thought-provoking moments. The band in this case find themselves in a catch 22 situation, as the style of music itself creates a great vibrancy that can be overwrought when murkier inflections are introduced into the mix.

Ghost Blonde does contain some fantastic glimpses of the band’s capabilities. Heedless is the stand-out track on the album, a real ear-catcher that strikes on the first listen mainly due to the path taken with the guitar lines which here sound more melodic and laid-back, in the same vein as the light-infused grunge that encapsulated the indie sound of the 90s. Hawaii implements a garage-rock sound that is tinged with surf elements from the 60s and 70s and is largely cymbal heavy in the percussion stakes, proving another worthy moment on Ghost Blonde. Yet at times the duo do lack direction and lose the promise and spark that their better songs present. Indigo Child is a melancholy change from the fast-paced instances felt throughout the album, but it just takes too long to ignite, and the band allows the listener to lose interest in the song, a cardinal sin in this case. The title track closes the album in very much the same way; as the only track on the album to breach the six minute mark, it is simply too long, and this style of music is not the kind that thrives on long drawn out tracks, which often become repetitive and fail to capture the essence of its nature.

No Joy have provided a largely no-holds barred debut in Ghost Blonde, yet their ambition never really pays off over its duration. They would serve much purpose in enveloping the music of their contemporaries and look to build on the edginess of their sound, which at times shows a great deal of promise. The lo-fi revivalist scene is reaching greater boundaries, and No Joy are exemplary of this. With the ground that they have made on Ghost Blonde, the evidence points to a successful follow-up if they can incorporate a few more aspects into their sound that will distance them from the pack.

Album Review: Megastick Fanfare - Grit Aglow

Sydney experimentalists Megastick Fanfare have been working on their debut album Grit Aglow for the best part of four years since first venturing into the world of music at a Sydney University band competition. Like many other bands of the same ilk, the 5-piece released a number of singles alongside a split 7” inch record with fellow Sydneysiders kyü entitled Brain Tooth amongst relentless gigging in their home city and more sparsely, interstate. After playing alongside the likes of The Middle East, Cloud Control and Leader Cheetah and with appearances at the Come Together, Peat’s Ridge and Parklife festivals under their belt, 2011 marks the culmination of Megastick Fanfare’s hard work with the release of Grit Aglow.

The word “experimental” certainly sums up the majority of Grit Aglow’s make-up, as the songs flow statically and sporadically along with a surprising level of class, given the somewhat lo-fi conditions the album was created amongst. Produced by Frey Lindsay and the band themselves in their own rehearsal space, Grit Aglow marks another credit for Jonathan Boulet, this time in the mixing department. His influence in the Sydney indie scene is markedly growing, and he certainly has carved his name into a lot of great experimental rock sounds coming out of the city in recent times, a glowing reflection on his own ability. The production side of things here is often quite lush, with flavours of guitar, synth and on occasion, warm brass fermenting above a percussive-heavy backbeat that beautifully juxtaposes the raw elements of the band’s sound with its clearer components.

June Strangelets is a great example of this; it begins almost in the ilk of early Dappled Cities or Faker recordings, then twists and turns with a bubbling, pitch shifting synth line that separates the refined from its opposite, all accompanied by a breezy melody that really encapsulates a lot of what Megastick Fanfare are trying to achieve on Grit Aglow. That is, make the listener inclusive while making music which can at times be considered exclusive. Other inviting moments, such as Teething and Do What You Like, demonstrate the band’s willingness to make enjoyable music that very much encapsulates the jungle-like soundscapes surfacing heavily amongst Australian acts at present. The former has a lot going on, what with its glitch-laden electronics, layered tribal percussion and constant vocal shrieks, which all make for an insightful listen. The combination of these tracks with songs like Good Øer and Pow - both of which use stranger keyboard lines to create their melody – allow the band to push its musical boundaries whilst remaining firmly within the realms of making music that is listenable.

In fact, upon listening to the album a number of times, you do begin to feel more at ease with the soundscapes on offer throughout Grit Aglow, as the immediacy of its weirdness and oblique nature starts to become more normal and easy to consume once those barriers are broken down. This is a credit to Megastick Fanfare, who have found a way to make music that draws the best elements from traditional pop sounds and genuinely experiment with them. We can now add these guys to a growing vibe of Australian underground musicians willing to defy genres in order to stand out from their peers.

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Album Review: Friendly Fires - Pala

For this review, I decided to go back and listen to Friendly Fires' debut self-titled album as a predecessor to their follow-up effort, Pala. I was reminded of what a solid debut album it was, packed with dance-floor fillers that had the kids dancing for the most part of the last 3 years or so. Couple that with the deluxe edition of the album, which included the band’s break-out single Kiss Of Life, and you have a band that is raw and highly talented, yet largely symptomatic of the British indie scene which unfortunately, resonates around media misrepresentations and enigmas that provide bands with levels of hype often hard to deal with in an artist's early stages.

Thankfully, as the first notes of Live Those Days Tonight ring out at the beginning of Pala, Friendly Fires announce themselves as a completely different beast in 2011. In fact, they immediately strike the perfect balance between keeping their devoted fans pleased while allowing new ones into their world simultaneously. It is a fantastic album opener, with the cowbells and whistles of their debut making way for shimmering 80s synths, sharp melodies and well-executed guitar lines that maintain their original euphoria albeit in a far more mature manner. Acclaimed British producer Paul Epworth, who had previously reworked some of the band’s more successful tracks including Jump In The Pool, Skeleton Boy, and Kiss Of Life, took control of Pala. In comparison to the band’s first full-length where they had creative control over all but one track, Epworth’s inclusion clearly provides the band with a greater sense of direction on Pala, producing a feel that never negates or neglects the listener but rather keeps them involved in the sound as a result of impeccable mixing and instrumentation.

The overall feel is summery; Hawaiian Air will sum this up for you in an instant with its longwinded siren-like synth strikes and reflective lyricism courtesy of eccentric lead singer Ed McFarlane. Another track that jumps out of Pala is Blue Cassette; the song generally moves along as an observational tale delivered with McFarlane’s typical English swagger in the slower moments, then becomes a dynamic journey through electronic samples representative of the music scene’s recent chillwave exploration, with the addition of thumping rhythms for good measure. It is hard not to feel engaged by what is going on here, as track after track you are lured into some sort of wonder world that keeps on giving. Whether it’s the slow burning title track that swims along elegantly, the insatiable feel of Running Away which demonstrates the band’s forebearing influences, or the demanding hip-hop feel of Show Me Lights, Friendly Fires indicate that they are ready to take their sound to levels it seemed were critically unbeatable on their debut long-player.

However vibrant this album comes across, there is still a sense of yearning in McFarlane’s lyricism. Where at times it is incredibly exploratory and escapist in nature, a deeper undercurrent can be found just as frequently throughout Pala. True Love is a classic example; the song tricks you with its funky bass lines and light chromatic feel, yet McFarlane’s vocal becomes desperate and listless upon further examination. The same can be said for Pull Me Back To Earth, as the title is harmoniously repeated amongst another well-produced soundscape, further demonstrating how far the 3-piece have come in their time out of the limelight. Pala’s blaze of glory is Hurting, a slow disco jam that would have been a mere blip on their previous album’s radar. The maturity shown in the band’s delivery here provides a genuine crossroad between today’s music and that of yesteryear, displaying everything which is good about Pala that demands it be repeated.

Friendly Fires have come of age and knuckled down in 2011. That is what can be taken from Pala on the whole. But their more serious attitude doesn’t necessarily reflect a change in musical inclinations, with their sound remaining easily danceable in conjunction with an increased level of refinement. There are many times on Pala where you have to listen hard, as there is a lot going into creating the atmospheres that Friendly Fires thrive on. This would largely be a result of Epworth’s heightened production influence which has allowed the band to remove the perceived novelty from their work and replace it with a more genuine sentiment. Although their 2008 release contained many unforgettable tracks, it feels like on Pala, the more memorable moments here hold greater personal meaning. It appears as though Friendly Fires will be remembered more so for this pop gem than anything else they have produced thus far.

Live Review: Darwin Deez, The Salvadors, East End Villains, The Gov, 3/5/2011

This show tonight was a hipster’s paradise, or perhaps a perfect outlet for those who wouldn’t usually let their inner hipster out to attempt to do so. What most surprised me about this special Groovin The Moo sideshow, of which Adelaide has been provided a number of this month, was the immense of young screaming girls after the blood of Darwin Smith, flamboyant lead singer of headline act Darwin Deez. Given that this was an all ages show there were certainly grounds for this to occur, but for some reason I never imagined Smith to be the next teenage icon of the 21^st century. He comes across as more of an indie nonchalant, and along with his equally boisterous band, creates a vibrancy that cannot be ignored. And with the screaming fans hanging on his every word, it made for a fantastic atmosphere for a Tuesday night at The Gov.

As the night warmed up, East End Villains had already begun winning over new fans with their tribal-infused brand of indie kraut-rock. Their music is genuinely pulsating, and you get the feeling these guys are onto brighter days in the future. Although there was only a small crowd gathered early on, many started to flow towards the stage to get a glimpse of the 5-piece in action. It is a very engaging live show they provide, with the second drum kit adorning the front of stage adding an extra slice of intensity to the band’s sonic presence. Having seen them a few times last year it appears as though East End Villains have improved their sound markedly, showing that they are ready to take the next step in their careers. The support slot for an act like Darwin Deez surely does their cause no harm.

The Salvadors were up next and they put on a fantastic show, something which is expected of them amongst many of us Adelaide gig-goers these days. The guys were on a hiatus specifically to record the follow up to their successful debut EP, however stated they could not pass up the opportunity to support the formidable New Yorkers on their Australian jaunt. As the crowd slowly made their way in from the beer garden to fill the room, the Adelaideans began to kick start the party atmosphere and proved their wares with a set list that comprised tracks from their past, present, and some newer ones we are likely to hear more of in the future. Another band that generated some new fans tonight and brought about much hipster shuffling from the young ‘uns.

One prominent aspect of Darwin Deez’s set was not in fact the set itself. I have never witnessed a band with the prominence of these guys actually set up their own gear on stage without a single roadie. It was quite impressive to see and proves that if you can do it all yourself then why wouldn’t you? Once the gear was in place and the band came back out, they never quite looked back. This was not just a live show, but a fully-blown choreographed performance. Complete with interlude contemporary dance compositions to specifically themed mixes this New York 4-piece knew what they were doing on stage. Most intriguing I guess is the fact that musically, the songs on offer overlap each other on many occasions, almost as if Smith has cottoned on to a chord pattern and wanted to multiply it over again. Sampled drums mix with live stickwork, creating the band’s unique unrefined sound, while the guitars are rough and distorted, everything they should be in a live setting.

Yet the overriding sentiment of the night was that of fun. At one stage Smith even made way for a devilish white-boy rap loosely aimed at the mixing guy who, pre-show, wondered if the band would be moving around at any time during the show; this was their time to move around. Smith takes on the rapper tag with ease, spitting rhymes with impeccable flow, and moving through the bunch of adoring fans on the floor only made the crowd’s reaction to this gallivant increase rapidly. The crowd favourites were of note; major singles 'Up In The Clouds', 'Radar Detector' and encore track 'Constellations' gained equally as much praise as album tracks 'The City', 'The Bomb Song' and 'DNA' from the rapturous patrons, with the band running through the majority of their debut album in a set that lasted just over an hour.

Darwin Deez this evening ensured that no fan was left disappointed with the purchase of their ticket. The sentiment from Smith and other band members almost guaranteed a return visit, which heaps much praise on promoters for attracting a band like Darwin Deez to Adelaide in the first place and creating a legacy for this culture in future months and years. Among a slew of other Groovin The Moo touring artists to be stopping over in Adelaide this year, this 4-piece raised the stakes amongst their travelling peers. And with such an enigmatic frontman at their peril who couldn’t forgive the guys for dismissing their inhibitions and having a little fun? Clearly no one at The Gov this evening.