Brian Jonestown Massacre

with The Demon Parade

When it's yet another overly-warm Tuesday night in the Adelaide heatwave weather, a good spot to be is down in Fowlers Live. In the black, shadowy gig-room and bar, the beer is always cold and the fans are always on.


Even when the gig is sold out, like it was for Californian lads Brian Jonestown Massacre on the 23rd. Especially since Fowlers have completely re-done their sound system, and now you can hear more than just bass if you're more than 5 metres from the centre of the room. Delicious.


The support act for the evening was little-known Melbourne group The Demon Parade. Indeed, they were so little known that when I went around the room asking a dozen audience members what the band were called after the set, no-one could tell me.


It was only by swiping a genuine ticket off the floor that I found out. I think the lads must have forgot to introduce themselves… Anyway.


The quintet played a pretty successful set of twangy, psychedelic guitar-driven tunes, with plenty of acoustic ambience floating through the room. The sounds suited the room and mood nicely, for once a psych group not desperately sounding like it needed to be relocated outside. Although, maybe that was just the new Fowlers speakers… Either way, some good stuff.


After a long (and I do mean long) intercession, Brian Jonestown Massacre themselves finally came on, crowding the little Fowlers stage with their 9 members. I confess, not being overly familiar with the band, I was a little surprised by the number of them. Especially since the one front and centre, who was trying the hardest to look like a rock-star, did nothing but play entirely-inaudible maracas and tambourines all set.


Strange stuff, but whatever works for the band works for the fan, and judging from the crowded dance floor and large amounts of applause at the start and finish of every song, the band were working just fine for the audience. Although personally I'd have loved to see a poster. Or for the band to start talking to the audience earlier than 1.5 hours into the set. Or for singer and main member Anton to face the crowd. Or… you get the picture.


Still, the mood was happy and relaxed in the dim surroundings. The band played through their set competently, with dreamy smiles and faraway expressions highly reminiscent of the 60s psychedelic era. The guitar was a little whiny, and some of the singing was muffled, but otherwise everything went smoothly, and there was plenty of head-nodding appreciation from the audience all the way through.


There was also some definite value for money, with BJM playing an epic 2-hour set, the first I've ever seen in Fowlers. I also picked up the tip that if you're interested in the Brian Jonestown Massacre, go see the movie Dig! It'll widen your eyes… However, a solid and entertaining if not entirely logical gig from the Massacre. A Tuesday arvo well-spent.

Follow The Dwarf on Facebook

Comments ()

Use comma to separate email addresses
Or open in