Live Review: Ball Park Music, Mid Ayr, Allume

It takes some real talent to consistently rile positive attention and eagerness in a crowd, and to sell out a run of shows almost immediately after announcing them only via Snapchat. Late-night banter swirled through the Fatty's basement as an enthusiastic gathering of music lovers swarmed for Brisbane indie-pop darlings Ball Park Music, who kicked off their tour in Adelaide with an almighty bang.

Allume and Mid Ayr opened to a moderately sized crowd, the chill and easy beats warming up the earholes of those who arrived early.

"We're a shit band from Brisbane called Ball Park Music." The cheering was stifling as the band charmed the pants off Adelaide with their arrival, immediately launching into profanity-ridden track iFly as the audience bounced and grooved along. The lack of ventilation in the basement made for a real sweaty affair, but not a single soul cared as lead singer Sam Cromack's familiar voice drove everyone nuts.

The band is so totally lovable, their lyrics reminding you of that time in high school when you liked that one person or when you found yourself throwing up in your parents' front garden after a night of too much tequila. Coming Down was met with a crazy singalong, Cromack commenting that he was impressed we remembered every single verse to the tune. A couple of new songs were debuted and, judging by the reception, Ball Park Music's new album is going to be a certified banger.

The band has a beautiful way of interacting with each other onstage, bassist Jen Boyce synching everything perfectly. The band's smiles are as wide and warm as the floor of the basement and they seem to be having almost as much fun as the crowd.

Fence Sitter had people on shoulders and swinging from the lights, and All I Want Is You was a smooth, slow jam that people still somehow found the ability to dance to. Surrender dropped the heat before the band ended with latest psychedelic-inspired track Pariah.

Encoring with Cocaine Lion and It's Nice To Be Alive (Cromack: "I don't even fucking like this song so you better sing it"), the band's obvious gratitude to the hyperactive Adelaide crowd had everyone leaving the venue with buzzing eardrums and smiles wide enough to burst. Ball Park Music are a lovable dream.