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Godspeed You! Black Emperor tour Oceania

February 22nd, 2013

Date: February 9-16, 2013
Venues: The Hunter Lounge, The Tivoli, The Enmore Theatre, The Forum,
Act: Godspeed You! Black Emperor

I’m two gigs into a four-city, five-gig trip following Canadian instrumental post-rock act Godspeed You! Black Emperor around Australia and New Zealand when a thought starts to germinate.

Sitting on the balcony of The Tivoli, staring through wrought iron bars at flickering black and white images [train tunnels fading to a pinprick of light, telegraph poles receding, ever receding, railway pylons gliding out of view] it occurs that much of the visual panoply is about a journey.

It’s pervasive: variations litter Storm, punctuate Albanian, and dominate Moya.

We’re almost always travelling. Yet we rarely see the destination.

We are borne into an unseen, uncertain future because our eyes, via the camera, are fixed firmly on the past we leave behind. Watching the miles of slowly disappearing rail in the wake of the lantern rouge, the tunnnel that diminishes to a pinprick.

Or we gaze to the side at the road not taken, inexorably drawn to a pale, wan sun glimmering hesitantly through a layer of cloud. Or to the slow, painful journey of the solitary traveller trudging through scorching sun along a dusty road.

Is it nostalgia for the old? Are those other, alternate paths better than the unseen future we rush toward?

Or is it merely an oblique reference to the band’s early years spent rehearsing in a loft studio that backed onto a railway line?

These images are the vanguard of a mental war the forebrain wages against the hindbrain as each performance plays out.

The latter occupied with feeling the music — shivering at the wailing crescendoes of violin and screwdrivered guitar, shuddering at the propulsive cadence of the percussion, engrossed in the grand sweep of instrumentation. Read more

I Heart Hiroshima @ Alhambra Lounge

January 28th, 2013

I Heart Hiroshima. Shooting details: 1/200s, f/2.0, ISO1600.

Date: January 22, 2013
Venue: Alhambra Lounge, Brisbane
Acts: I Heart Hiroshima

Drummer Susie Patten warns those in the front that she may barf over her kit by the end of the night. She’s not drunk though. It’s nerves, she explains. It shows early on. Cameron Hawes strikes some bum notes on Listen; Patten’s vocals disappear into the ether at one point; Neutron Popsong never quite ignites properly. To me, pre-hiatus I Heart Hiroshima instrumentation never really was ragged, although, live, the trio often worked their butts off to deliver an edge-of-chaos impression.

This feels like the enthusiastic but messy flipside.

Not that the surprisingly (because it’s a “school night”) solid Alhambra crowd gives a damn. They’re overjoyed to have IHH on stage, and cheerfully indulge the three-piece time to find its feet.

It doesn’t take long to right the ship. Maybe it’s the slowdown of pace for River, but Hawes really nails that sequence of notes. They follow up with a great rendition of Old Tree (Somers: we’ve only played this live twice), then a couple of songs later Patten is prefacing Lungs (from memory) with a graphic tale about a long-ago Hip Hop night at The Zoo and an accident involving a vomiting drunk bloke and an industrial fan that led to Jaegerbombs being banned from the venue.

The nerves have evaporated.

The front rows are dancing along joyously and when Patten deliberately omits her chorus lines during Punks, the crowd instinctively fills the gap. The band is stoked. Ocean and Stop That follow, Patten wrestling with a kit that, by this point, is falling apart every 30 seconds. Yet, when the vocal mic falls out of its stand, she simply winds the lead round her neck and sings on with the mic nestled into her shoulder. Somers breaks not one, but two strings. They forge on. It’s hardly studio-perfect. But it is messily perfect. And that’s plenty fine.

Tiny Spiders @ Sun Distortion Studios

October 27th, 2012

Tiny Spiders. Shooting details: f/1.4, 1/80s, ISO2000.

Date: October 6, 2012
Venue: Sun Distortion Studios, Brisbane
Acts: Tiny Spiders, Die On Planes

Tiny Spiders confess to being rusty and slightly out-of-practise. It still sounds damn good to me.

Die On Planes make a welcome return to the stage after a long absence. Even if it’s only a one-off (which seems likely) it’s a real pleasure to be pummeled by their sludgy, crunching stoner rock again.

Useless Children @ The Waiting Room

Useless Children. Shooting details: 1/160s, f/1.8, ISO3200.

Date: September 8, 2012
Venue: The Waiting Room, Brisbane
Acts: Useless Children, Undead Apes, Last Chaos, Golden Bats

I was quite taken with the snotty, aggressive punk of Useless Children’s 2009 effort Sky Is Falling. Their latest release, Post Ending // Pre Completion, is an altogether different beast: more desperate, more menacing, more apocalyptic.

And that’s what shines through tonight at The Waiting Room.

In these small confines, the noise the Melbourne three-piece produce is immense. The psychedelic echoes stretch to the edge of forever, and the pace shifts constantly between a pell-mell gallop and a deranged lurch. The heaviness just bruises. As they shudder and screech their way through the vast majority of the new album, it’s like watching some gargantuan beast in its death throes.

Timothy Carroll @ Woodland

Timothy Carroll. Shooting details: 1/160s, f/2.0, ISO1600.

Date: March 9, 2012
Venue: Woodland Bar, Brisbane
Acts: Timothy Carroll, Planet Love Sound

Despite good intentions, I haven’t caught Timothy Carroll live for a good eighteen months. Maybe longer.

That means I’m caught by surprise when he eschews his rich back-catalogue of acoustic folk in favour of a much rockier sound. I wonder if the surprise is why the first half of the set really doesn’t hook my attention.

I mean… it’s nice, it’s competent. The melodies are pretty enough. But it just doesn’t resonate. And in the end it’s nothing that half a dozen indie-rock bands round town aren’t already doing — some of them better.

Perhaps the source of my discontent is the one-foot-in-the-water approach that only sees him swap from acoustic guitar to electric late in proceedings. Because that’s when things really start to take off as he focuses on creating a thick, fuzzing sound that has some real meat and grunt.

Carroll is a prodigiously talented songwriter. The memorableness of the tunes on For Bread & Circuses is proof enough. Here’s hoping he can translate that knack to this new arena.