New Electronica: Rainbow Chan + Dro Carey + Broadway Sounds + Ara Koufax + Kllo + OCDANTAR + Cliques + TEES

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If you head to the club tonight, and the DJ doesn’t drop one of these sick beats, then sorry, you went to the wrong club and your DJ sucks.

Rainbow Chan – Last

Rainbow Chan recently dropped “Nest”, the first single from her upcoming debut album, which showcased an even stronger willingness to incorporate all those pop leanings hinted at on her first few tracks. Now, “Last” doubles down, with rippling pools of synths spurred on by constantly evolving percussion from chimes to spliced hi-hats. Plus, there’s a chorus in there that was surely custom-made in a pop warehouse featuring a cast of ex-Destiny Child’s ghostwriters. That syrupy “Honey, honey” chant is enough to melt steel beams.

Dro Carey – Dark Zoo EP

Dro Carey has to be one of the most impressive electronic artists in Australia, right? He’s been doing that sort of complex and paranoid take on UK Garage for a few years now, but this EP sees a new extension to the Dro Carey dynamic, with a Kucka collaboration that showcases his poppies stuff yet. Still, “pop” is a loose word for “Queensberry Rules” – it’s still murmurs and bubbles with a twisted aesthetic. The EP also features that stellar single “Grow Lithe” – like a migraine pulsing underneath your skull, this thing distorts aggressively; a surefire way to keep a dance floor contorting at 3am.

The Dark Zoo Ep officially drops next week on the 20th via Soothsayer – plenty of other hits on there, so get on it.

Broadway Sounds – Exclusive Love/Digital Influence

Broadway Sounds are heading to Glastonbury! How great is that!? But also, not in the least bit surprising, considering their constant stream of good-time funk/electronica/disco/afrobeat/fuck knows banger salads. Just listen to “Exclusive Love/Digital Influence”, a song that can’t sit still for a millisecond. It jumps around upon a perky, unpredictable spray of disco synth that bathes in the titular commandment of “EXCL-USIVE LOVE / \ DIGITAL INF-LUENCE”. This song is an authoritative gesture from the Gods of Getting Down, and who are you to deny them?

Ara Koufax –  Kissy Fits

As soon as “Kissy Fits” kicks off, it becomes clear that you’re in for some jaw-clenched, fists-bundled techno. Ara Koufax stretch tension over their six minutes, chewing on football samples and murderous beats. It’s heavy stuff that remains menacing and intensive, but never overextends into something cartoonish.

Kllo – Bolide

Kllo are back with an extra letter and a serene new single in “Bolide”! The team up between Simon Lam (I’lls, Nearly Oratorio) and Chloe Kaul has just gotten hypersensitive – this is the kind of song you put on after you fall asleep in the sun, and end up with third degree burns all over your body, and you need something even more soothing than mere Aloe Vera.

OCDANTAR – Time in Flux EP

The solo project of Josh Delaney (Rat & Co, SMILE, Smooch Records Co-Head Honcho) has just put out an EP of slow-burning, Jon Hopkins-esque atmospheric electronica. It’s slow, sparse and beautiful stuff, full of texture. If it were a .jpeg, we’d call it high-res, a bare minimum of 300 pixels. The biggest highlight has to be “Sad Child”, a crisp, delicate mourner led by haunting vocals more mournful than the Adrien Brody’s natural facial expression.

Cliques – Dotted

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Cliques are the Anglerfish of the electronic world. They sit in near silence, in a place so dark you wouldn’t be able to see anything even if you had a trusty Bic. Then, a small, dim light appears…faint, bouncing, happy. It feels wrong to approach it, dangerous even, but it’s so beautiful. It bobs closer and closer, but something doesn’t feel quite right. It’s so close, and so bright, and then…the jaws open wide, terror rises to its haunches, and you’re vacuumed into the stomach of one of the world’s most unique predators.

TEES – Got the Feeling

Look, if this came out in the 90’s alongside Underworld and Orbital, TEES would probably be the biggest things in the world. Actually, it doesn’t really matter about context – even coming out in 2016,  with “Got the Feeling” and that top notch propulsive dreamy house beat, I fully expect TEES as headliners for the next Coachella.

 

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New: TEES – Spending Your Heart

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I love t-shirts – they’re an easy way to decide if you like the person underneath. For example – if I see someone wearing a Royal Headache t-shirt, we’ll probably get along alright. If they’re wearing a tropical polo shirt, only the flowers have been replaced by swastikas, we’re probably not going to be going for a beer any time soon.

Anyway, point here is that everyone loves t-shirts, and by that logic, they’ll love TEES, two rad folks making some luscious electronica outta Sydney. After a sprinkling of releases the last two years, they’ve been picked up by Farmer & the Owl, who also handle Hockey Dad and The Pinheads. However, if you’re going in expecting some indie rock or slap dash garage, prepare to be bewildered by the magic of *the synth* and *the drum machine*.

“Spending Your Heart” lushly extends upon TEES previous offerings, pools of ice-cold house scooped from a melting glacier in Alaska. However, there’s a little more ecstasy in this new jam, which makes it feel like it could’ve been ripped off a workout video full of jazzercise and brightly coloured spandex. When the night is winding down, and you’ve already played “Hotline Bling”, but you need to keep the crowd there, chuck on “Spending Your Heart”, and watch the dance floor re-invigoration begin.

Gig Review: At First Sight Festival

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What kind of world do we live in that some fucking ginger kid with the social etiquette of Todd Carney on a handful of pingas can make out with a copy of Slayer’s Show No Mercy AND boogie to NO ZU in the space of a single day> It’s a truly  barbaric thought, and it’s one that came true just a few days ago. At First Sight Festival, curated by Marty Doyle of Dusty Fingers fame, happened over the weekend, and it was a truly glorious time for all involved.

Full disclosure – I was involved in some aspects of this festival, but not anything that could be considered important. Nope, Count Doyle did it all, from booking an incredible lineup which somehow deviated from the usual Tkay Maidza/Hilltop Hoods/Sticky Fingers combination, to the promotion, scheduling, and other organisational duties that no sane person should be willing to take on. Instead, I was tasked with trapping a member of Blank Realm in a car, and chewing his ear off for hours on end. It did mean missing the early portion of the festival, but according to multiple eye-witnesses, Rolling Blackouts and Royal Sitars were best on ground.

The first moments of At First Sight that were seared into my eyeballs belong to the explosive set of Palms. Seriously, if you haven’t listened to their new album Crazy Rack, then fuck off and do so. There’s no reason to continue reading, just plug yourself into this masterpiece for the next half hour and only return when you’re finished. Done? Fucking hell, so you’ve come to the realisation that these Palms dudes would sound alright blaring out from a fuck-off, huge mountain of speakers, yeah? Because that’s what happened; Palms ploughed through all the hits from their two records to date, smashing “This Last Year”, “Love”, “Bad Apple”, and “Beatdown” with the kind of howling ferocity that forces you to lift a fist (IF NOT BOTH) in the air with mashing glee.

TEESNicholas Allbrook and Lucy Cliche all swiftly followed with impressive sets. TEES provided a dreamy set that showcases that their dreamy pop material works just as gorgeously on a stage as it does in .mp3 form, and Nicholas Allbrook brought the weirdness in leaps and bounds. Literally, the man cannot stay still – although his set suffered from such sporadicalness, shifting manically and at an unpredictable whim, the POND frontman remained enjoyable. Lucy Cliche was a bevy of intensity, her thudding, sharp dance music transforming a small bunker at 3pm on a Saturday afternoon into a thriving hive of hungry gazes and shuffling feet. Do yourself a favour, and make yourself as familiar as possible with her work.

This next passage might seem hyperbolic, but it’s not. If anything, whatever words I type next will be under-representative of the insanity that is NO ZU. An eight piece hydra indebted to raising the heat of a room by several degrees, the Melbourne collective had pulses racing at an unhealthy rate. Folks should have been having heart attacks from all the exercise that was going down, but sheer joy and anticipation for what NO ZU would pull out next forced them to party on. They remain to be one of the funnest, strangest, most exotic things on this planet, a laboratory of thrilling genres mashed into a sweaty dance-floor filling experience. Forget heroin, NO ZU are the most addictive substances on the planet.

Still reeling from NO ZU, Nun continued the legacy of Melbourne acts putting on exhilarating performances. A member was wearing a Gutter Gods t-shirt and that wasn’t even the most punk thing on stage. Front woman Jenny Branagan is fucking mental to watch. She is the greatest thing to happen to a stage since our prayers were answered and Dave Growl fell off of one. She jumps, dives, sprawls, screams, thrashes and delivers shriek after shriek, her band’s domineering wall of synth punk throwing jabs from behind her. Incredible – if you haven’t picked up their debut album then fix this gaping mistake in your life with a little bit of this.

Following Nun are Brissy’s Blank Realm, who have been awarded the very prestigious honour of “BEST FARKIN BAND IN AUSTRALIA”. They get this award because they a) wear Pere Ubu t-shirts, b) rock keytars like Duran Duran didn’t fuck it up for everyone, c) are possibly the best songwriters in the country and d) because fuck, have you heard Blank Realm before? They’re amazing! Of course they rule live, how could they not? When you’re a band that owns a cache of tunes like “River of Longing”, “Falling Down the Stairs”, “Reach You on the Phone” and “Go Easy”, it’s hard to be anything less than “BEST FARKIN BAND IN AUSTRALIA”.

Previous duties withheld experiencing My Disco, Broadway Sounds, and most of Andras’ set, but hey, we all know these acts are national treasures, so build a Spotify playlist, and get over it, y’know? Let’s move onto Oscar Key Sung: draped in cloth, the man is pure beauty constructed around eyes of steel and a voice of cotton. His beats switch from lush and textured to the occasional pummel, however, it did feel like he could have benefitted from someone else onstage to help him. It’s hard to fully enjoy a crooner like Key Sung, who is so concentrated on flipping between production, singing and entertaining. He worked best when he was joined by Amrita, who danced their way into all of our adoring hearts, and freed Key Sung up into a party mode.

Moving onward to Total Giovanni – now they’re a band that could give Blank Realm a run for their money. The tagline for this band is “Fun. Incarnate”. With enough energy to power the LargeHadron Collider,  Total Giovanni are Italo-disco superstars, bestowers of the silky sensual. This is a group with only a handful of singles to their name, but every single beating heart in the cavern of Carriageworks was thumping along meticulously to the party that Total Giovanni were delivering. What was the greatest moment? “When We Break” churning a few hundred people into  a sea of flailing bodies? The over-the-top, pelvis-shattering thrusts that took place during “Human Animal? Or the batshit crazy cover of Eddy Current Suppression Ring’s “Precious Rose”? Trying to decide the answer to that question is aneurysm-inducing.

By some miracle, the best moment of At First Sight didn’t belong to any one of the bands mentioned above, but rather, a combination of them via Uncle Donny’s Rotating Sideshow of Stellar Performance aka the Donny Benet Showband’s Tribute to Nile Rodgers. Bringing out all the day’s superstars, including Becky Sui Zhen and Daphne Camf of NO ZU, Oscar Key Sung and Vachel Spirason of Total Giovanni, Donny and co. re-introduced some of the past century’s biggest hits, resulting in an all-out dance bloodbath. The sea was angry that day, my friends. Oh, it was an angry mosh of people screaming, “OH FUCK, I LOVE THIS SONG!” as DB and his merry band played the best version of “Original Sin” since Hutcho called it quits. Special mention goes to Nicholas Allbrook for a very special performance of Mick Jagger’s “Just Another Night”, and in turn, transforming a so-bad-it’s-good song into something so-good-it’s-brilliant.

It’s worth reminding everyone that, whilst all of this amazing music was happening, people were record shopping. Two of the greatest habits, combined into one day! How can someone like me be lucky enough to get The Saint’s I’m (Stranded) and get the opportunity to witness a one-of-a-kind musical experience courtesy of Donny? It cannot be overstated how much of a miracle it is that all of this could happen under one roof: the bands of tomorrow shredding minds and expectations to tatters mere metres away from where some of the most important records are being sold. That’s the dream, ladies and gentlemen. That’s the fucking dream. See you at Carriageworks next year.

PREMIERE: TEES – Everyone

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Watching the new clip from Sydney’s TEES reminds me a lot of the “Now, we’re in Delaware. Oh, cool we’re in Delaware” part of Wayne’s World. Only, instead of boring ass Delaware, you’ve got the life-affirming sounds of TEES bumping and grinding to flashing images of retro Club Med parties.

Whilst the dream team of Lizzy Tillman and Sean Duarte pump and thrive on acid house that’s being smothered in Madonna’s pop sensibilities, tanned beasts splash the green screen with XTREME JETSKI STUNTS. Doesn’t get much cooler than that.

TEES have a fair few shows coming up – this Wednesday with Holiday Sidewinder at Art After Hours at the MCA, a Friday night appearance at this weekend’s Secret Garden Festival, and a Goodgod show on Thursday March 12th, also with Holiday Sidewinder. Like Pokemon, make sure you catch ’em all.