The poppy, youthful innocence that local six-piece Ball Park Music exudes proves the perfect antidote for a rainy, miserable Friday night. The pure boy-girl harmonies of Samuel Cromack and Jennifer Boyce are instantly appealing, while jangly guitar hooks are nicely rounded by lashings of keys and trombone. Bright and joyous, they bounce along - seemingly without effort. It’s the early comers’ loss that nearly all are determined to be wallflowers.
Sydneysiders Only The Sea Slugs, perhaps inspired by their namesakes, serve up a musical melange that’s altogether more meandering. Soft psychedelic guitars, redolent of the atmospherics of The Church, evolve and transition at a pace marginally faster than glacial. Not that it’s ambient, but this drifty shoegaze style orchestrated by the lead guitarist-vocalist invites introspection. Thus it’s more than a surprise when nearly half-a-dozen punters spring up to dance their way through the last few tunes. Take that, genre stereotyping. Read more