Archive for April, 2011

British India Live Review

April 21, 2011

BRITISH INDIA, BOY IN A BOX, CITY RIOTS

The Zoo: 14.04.11

By Rachel Tinney

British India

First up are Adelaide up-and-comers City Riots. It’s clear as to why they’ve been chosen to support as they sound like a more commercial and clean-cut British India. Their pop-rock does get the crowd moving though, especially with single Tell Me How You Want Me To Dance. But singer Ricky Kradolfer’s (light-hearted) desperation at wanting the crowd to dance more in an attempt to impress British India makes them seem like the little brothers of the tour: cute, but annoying. For their final song, the lads from Boy in a Box are invited to the stage to help with a cover of The Boss’s Dancing in the Dark.

After a quick changeover (maybe due to the annoyingly drawn out late start) Boy in a Box emerge wearing either their own or British India’s merch proclaiming they are here to “fuck shit up”. Two things, if you’re wearing the shirt of the main act you are highly unlikely to want to annoy them by fucking shit up before them; and if the rest of the band is wearing their own merch, they are definitely not cool enough to fuck shit up.  Despite the fashion faux pas, vocalist Tobias Priddle tries to win over the crowd with his love of Brisbane, raving about his favourite Brisbane bar, RGs. Bad move Priddle, bad move. If the indie-looking crowd didn’t dislike you for your choice of attire, they’re definitely going to with your love of that watering hole.

Character analysis aside, Boy in a Box are an ambitious and highly energetic band but tend to fall short on the “fuck shit up” side of things.  They’re more suited to family-friendly gatherings if the polite reception of Moon Comes Up, Glitter, Gold, Ruin and The Warriors is anything to go by. The boys round out the set with City Riots back onstage for The Clash’s I Fought the Law before finishing up with The Killing Machine. A good set, but one that seems to have undone the excitement that was built by City Riots.

With barely any time to breathe between sets, British India take to the stage in an attempt to stick to the Zoo’s strict curfew. Launching straight into the obligatory new single that is March Into The Ocean, the boys then delve into their back catalogue and pull out beauties like Run the Red Light and Teenage Mother. Declan Melia quickly has the room in a frenzy, as he yells, sings and screams his way through a set that barely has room for any breaks.

As the room heats up and the stage gets hotter, Melia produces a towel to wipe away the sweat and continues to sing with it over his head for God Is Dead, Meet the Kids. It’s a night of odd fashion choices, with Melia also rocking some bright red heart-shaped sunglasses. New song She Prefers Older Women is thrown in with the hint that it may be on the next album, but just quietly I’d prefer a song that isn’t so damn repetitive.  The slightly down-tempo Vanilla and I Said I’m Sorry are small reprieves for the crowd (and drummer Matt O’Gorman whose arms have been almost invisible until now) but it’s their cover of The Offspring’s Self Esteem that quickly gets the crowd riled up again. Black and White Radio closes out the exhaustive set and with the exclamation there will be no encore, British India depart the stage, leaving the crowd gasping for air in a room dripping of sweat.


DZ Deathrays launch Brutal Tapes EP

April 6, 2011

DZ Deathrays, Dune Rats

Woodland 01.04.11


– by Rachel Tinney

Woodland just doesn’t seem to be the right setting for what we are about to hear tonight. To me, Woodland is too pretty, too CWA hall-y to host some garage rock (and self-proclaimed ‘party’) bands. They’d seem more appropriate in well, a garage. But nevertheless here we are, at Woodland, about to witness the brutality of DZ Deathrays’ Brutal Tapes EP launch.

 

First up, and kicking off almost two hours after the venue opened (making me think my late-ish arrival made me miss most of the action) are Dune Rats. Following the current garage revival and filled with all the clichés of an American counterpart – think US sports apparel; yelled vocals; sweaty, sloppy, I-don’t-give-a-fuck attitudes – Dune Rats are the perfect warm up for the onslaught we are about to witness. For their final song, the boys from DZ Deathrays join them onstage, with Campbell Smith relinquishing his bass duties and joining BC Michaels and Simon Ridley on the drums for a killer party song.

 

It’s not too long before the smoke begins to fill the room and distortion fills our minds. All of a sudden the d-floor is littered with people keen to get their party on. From the first notes, DZ Deathrays’ well known brightly coloured, strobing lightshow incites seizures among the crowd – no wait, that’s just how they dance.  The disco punk duo’s lightshow isn’t the only thing kicking things into party mode though as Simon’s thunderous beats make him look like The Muppet’s Animal on speed. These boys are fast, and they are TIGHT. Powering through song after song, playing mostly tracks from their Brutal Tapes EP, the energy in the room continues to build through favourites like Gebbie Street, Blue Blood, The Mess Up and new single Rad Solar. Shane Parson’s yelps and screams only incite the crowd more when the hear the opening “WAAAHHHH” that is Teeth. Turns out this is their last song of the night and before you can say, “Huh? Already?!” DZ Deathrays have left the stage, no doubt to get in amongst the partying themselves.