So it’s around 2:47pm and I’m on a flight to Malaysia for a holiday with the family. I had a bright idea on Saturday to screen cap myself writing a review so that you guys will able to see the process that I go through and how long it takes me on average to get one done. You will also be able to get an idea of my thought process with the way I may delete or re-word a certain sentence.
But right now I am listening to Demon Days, one of my favourite records by Gorillaz, and I’m definitely keen to get down my account of the weekends endeavours – as I had a big one (My spellcheck must be on Americanized English).
My weekend began on Friday, as most peoples do, and I was very excited as I had a few gigs to go to and it was shaping up to be an excellent night. I was first going to Love Cream’s debut album launch. I’ve been a buddy with these guys for a while and they’re great dudes, as well as good musicians. They basically play 80’s cock rock a la Steel Panther. The lyrics are hilarious, and almost always sexually orientated (pun not intended); they put on a good show, and dress to fit.
My older brothers band Devil’s Crossroad was opening the show for them, which was at the new Jade Monkey on Flinders Street; Devil’s Crossroad play music that could accord to a variety of genres, blues, rock, grunge, psychedelic, funk. They have a lot of (having trouble thinking of the word), influences! Yep that was the word I was looking for. And it makes for a very original and inspired sound. It’s interesting because a lot of their roots come from 70’s and 80’s music, but what comes out is quite a new wave sound.
Their songs follow a mix of different subjects, like love, sex drugs and the universe. Lyrically they’re great, and singer/rhythm guitarist Nathan has an excellent voice, low, smooth and emotional. Unfortunately the band suffered from a poor sound set up, a dodgy microphone, and lack of fold back speakers (these allow the band to be able to hear the noise they are making). It’s not the luckiest occurrence in the world, but these things happen at local gigs, and it’s the way that bands deal with these setbacks that make them stand out from others. Songs such as One Day Soon, Runaway, Sailing the Seas of Consciousness, Devil’s Eyes and Johhny the Butcher are among the greates in Devil’s Crossroad’s repertoire, and if you were to go a show of theirs you could expect groovy riffs, funky bass so deep you can feel it in your balls, and not to forget the drums, which stand to keep the beat and carry the songs structure forwards. Stefan – the drummer, is like a clock. I’ve been to many Devil’s Crossroad shows and I’ve only ever seen him make one mistake.
Devil’s Crossroad played a great set, by the latter half everyone was dipping and swaying and clapping along to the songs, it would have been nice if more people had been around to see it at stage, but alas.
Next up were Love Cream, who take to the stage in their signature tights and bandanas, the typical glam get up. It’s a throwback to the era and the culture that it created. The good thing about Love Cream is the song writing sensibility that they possess. The subject matter may be immature, but these songs have finesse, and its great conventional rock music.
They kicked off with Love Train, which is a mid paced song filled with you guessed it – train innuendo; entering tunnels, getting off at the station, you get the gist. These lyrics will make you laugh without question, and I know that all the members contribute to the writing. Love Train was followed up by Back Door Lover, a slower song that was lead by an incredibly groovy riff. The intro is laden with panting from lead singer Will. He has a powerful voice, and a stature to meet it. His long curly wog locks flow down from his head (wow it’s actually really high up here, I just looked out the window of the plane) to reach his shoulders. He can also hit nice high notes.
One great thing about Love Cream is the vocal harmonies they implement into their songs, especially in next track Why Not Me, which features an absolutely bithin’ solo. Guitarist Nick is a no holds barred shred-meister. He plays the guitar as if he is caressing a lover, and his fingers move up the guitar neck with lightening speed. Their next track, Woman I’m Gay for your Loving, is one of my favourite songs by Love Cream. It’s like a slow and bluesy ballad, that begins to progress into a monstrous rock riff, not to mention that the song is about being gay for a woman’s’ love.
After nailing a Led Zeppelin cover I un(?)fortunately had to take my leave. Love Cream had put on a great show, and I’m sure the night would have only progressed and gained energy and there set steered towards its culmination, but I was going to catch my third act for the night; and that was Frenchman DJ Snake at Rocket bar. After lining up for an hour in more, during which someone collapsed in the line, presumably from taking too many illicit party aids, a friend and I finally made it in, and with time to have a smoke and a drink before the set. DJ Snake is a trap artist, and he plays some mighty good trap. The volume of his set was absolutely immense, and the club was at maximum capacity, and everyone was shoulder to shoulder on the dance floor.
My friend and I sat atop a box at the back end of the room to watch. It was one of the most fun DJ set’s I had ever been to, though I haven’t been to very many mind you. His mixing was super involved, though yet again I don’t know much about the finicky profession of being a disc jockey. But I was right up the front and it was mesmerizing to watch.
Snake incorporated Thriller, Jump Around, and the Prodigy song from the Tooheys add into his set to great reaction from the crowd, whilst primarily mixing his own original tracks.
I’m not the best at reviewing DJ’s, as I’m not completely into the music as much as regular live bands, but I’m sure as I attend more I will gain a better understanding and be able to provide some better description of the music. But as far as my knowledge goes the beats were filthy and the drops were fat. Everyone was, in the most politically correct way I can utter, getting seriously retarded on the dance floor – my self-included. His hit track Bird Machine was mind blowing, and he dropped it smack bang in the middle of his set, to the expectation of nobody. It’s great to see how the sounds influence people to move during a DJ set; as I primarily go to live shows everyone sort of does the same thing, and the changes in tempo and sound are not nearly as often as in EDM. I like to watch the DJ, as you can almost see his (or her) intent to make everyone loose their proverbial shit.
DJ Snake was flipping awesome, and I would love to see him again in a festival setting or something like that. I do also really wish my friend Molly had came that night, but she wanted me to pay for her entry and I couldn’t afford it. Shucks.
On Saturday I attended an event organized by a group called Astral Lotus – Essentially a great big rave on the beach for the Summer Solstice. The vibrations there were ultra bohemian, and dreadlocks outnumbered regular haircuts. Everyone there was an interesting person who had something to offer or tell about them selves, and to me it could not have been a better way to end the year before I went on my trip to Malaysia.
There was a tent set up with a lot of expensive DJ gear, and house, glitch and trip hop was playing all day. It began at midday, though I didn’t arrive till 7pm, and culminated just after midnight.
It was so great to road trip down to the beach with Nathan (of Devil’s Crossroad fame) and bring an acoustic guitar and bongo drum onto the beach, to jam with as the sun went down. All the people were amazingly kind, liberal and understanding. This event would not have been for everyone, but I most certainly found myself at home there.
As the sun went down, laser lights were erected and the tempo of the music careened past 140bpm. The dance floor was the place to be, with people of all ages grooving out. This was a place of acceptance; it didn’t feel like a club, where you are embarrassed to be bad at dancing. Everyone fit in. There were even children there, and as it got dark their parents covered them in glow sticks so as not to loose them on the beach. I kept getting freaked out by seeing bunches of glow sticks floating around in the pitch-black darkness.
I alternated between dancing for hours, and relaxing on the beach for great conversations, smoking cigarettes and essentially forgetting about all my worries, casting them off into the fast infinity of the ocean.
There were jugglers and hula hoopers and fire spinners and more. The event was almost a culture in itself, reminding me of a miniscule Burning Man Festival.
It was a sad sight to see it all go down at the end of the night, It was the kind of event that I wanted to go on forever.
Sadly, as the osmosis of the universe takes it’s course, all good things must come to end.
I had an absolutely awesome weekend, and it’s so great to be able to catch three different music events in the space of the weekend. Adelaide is slowly improving in the way of exciting things to do. There’s so much to keep yourself occupied with if you have an inkling of where to look. I would recommend going out at and discovering as much local talent as you keen. The only way Adelaide will be able to build a powerful scene and make a name for itself will be through the participation of the people. In the end it’s up to you though.
Hopefully I can catch some live music in Asia to write about it. If so you will know where to find it!