Live Review: Confidence Man, Broadway Sounds, Evan Klar

The sound of bongos fills our eardrums as a double drum kit ignites a heavy percussion throughout the room. We tap along to Evan Klar's latest single Barefoot, with a welcome addition of some jovial tambourines thrown in the mix. Klar's raspy and commanding vocals lure us into his undeniably likeable structure of musical compositions.

Broadway Sounds give us a DJ set that's perfect to get the party started and ignite our dancing shoes with some serious disco vibes. It seems as if most of the room fills up just moments before Confidence Man hits the stage and before we know it the place is heaving.

The mysterious Reggie Goodchild and Clarence McGuffie conceal themselves underneath dark, veiled disguises as they bust out a funky keyboard and drum instrumental that makes us bounce off the walls. The stars of the show, Janet Planet and Sugar Bones, step out into the limelight and begin to sing. They come alive with a routine that encourages us to dance however the hell we feel. A voiceover shouts, "It's confidence, it's confidence —  just move your legs!" We follow suit and flail our limbs around to the groove-inducing music for a non-stop boogie. We can tell that they mean business as they maintain a serious gaze, all while they do the mashed potato and the twist.

The voiceover continues to give some tips, "Wave your hands, it gives you that confidence feeling!" In no time at all, the entire room turns into one giant flashmob as we take note of Planet and Bones' energetic moves. Their outfits are just as eye-catching. From speedo shorts and Chucks, to black boots and fishnet stockings for miles, we simply cannot take our eyes off the confident pair. They lean from left to right with their microphone stands in a synchronised motion during their latest single Bubblegum and fluorescent pink light engulfs the stage. 

Planet and Bones crack open a bottle of champagne and pour each other a glass to toast the celebration of this third and final sold-out show tonight. The remaining champers gets passed to the front row and is chugged straight from the bottle. Mysterious dancers in full-body suits appear on stage for a rave and things get real loose. "Who the hell has control of that damn smoke machine!" the voiceover shouts. "Guys, this is our last song, unless you applaud for an encore, then we'll do it if you want us to," Planet teases. They continue with Boyfriend (Repeat) and we all get down really low on the floor before jumping up for the final chorus. The applause inevitably erupts to bring them back so we can use every bit of energy in the tank and dance until our bodies are just about ready to collapse.