My Disco
with The Tigers
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Seeing as all my friends bailed on me hours before the gig, I was a bit skeptical as to how much I would enjoy this gig. I could not have been more surprised, the family atmosphere of the Norfolk atmosphere was incredible, the boys of My Disco could be seen walking about, munching on HJ's and generally enjoying the support.
The Tigers were eye-opening to say the least, for those who have not heard them (and if you've been listening to the Perth underground music scene for more than a couple of years you really should have); they sound like an amalgamation of Mogwai, something more vocal centric and some kind of trumpet pop. There performance was earnest, and while not lively, was still enthralling. These guys are probably one of the most underrated bands on the Perth scene at the moment, it's a shame really that in their 10 years of
being together they haven't gained more notoriety. The Tigers left as they entered, quietly, confidently and with a big bang.
My Disco were a different affair entirely, really the only thing they had in common with their support was an occasional reference to Gang of Four guitarist Andy Gill, however the groups have a formed a close-knit friendship as was showcased when My Disco bassist Liam Andrews presented the Tigers with a cupcake for staying together for 10 years.
On to the actual performance, My Disco were prolific, the energy hinted at on their recordings really comes out in their live show, running through set mainly made up of songs from Cancer the show was over in just under 40 minute. It doesn't quite strike you how much musical force these guys have, until you see them play their instruments. Drummer Rohan Rebiero is like a man possessed, possessed with sexy drumming skills, and an intimidating sense for that white funk. The Andrews brothers on the other hand represent what would happen if you compressed most of the guitarists of the Post-Punk movement, breaking out slabs of noise, punctuated with that strangely funky bassline that was so frequent in Post-Punk. Although the show was punctuated by many breaks (the aforementioned cupcake presentation), the show's imprint on my mind is like a good meal, I'm glad I didn't have more in case I made myself ill and while I wanted more I was happy with what I got.
