DMA'S ProfileA sold out show at the Rosie is obvious from the moment you arrive and this night was no exception — it was almost shoulder to shoulder before anything had even looked at the stage.
Slightly unexpected was the anticipation boiling on the floor for support band Green Buzzard. The five-piece had their following front and centre during their 45 minutes with psychedelic surf-rock delivered in dominating guitar-driven fashion. Though vocalist Patrick Harrowsmith seemed to be getting a bit agitated with the lack of vocals in his monitor, it's difficult to argue against the raucous sounds of Motorcars & Jaguars or the '60s rhythm of (I Don't Wanna) Break Your Heart to start the night off right.
It wasn't long after this that the floor became slightly more lad, as Adidas tracksuits and raised pints welcomed Sydney's DMA'S for a super slick set of England-centric rock-pop cascading with hooks. From the rapidly rising rock hits of Feels Like 37 to the echoed acoustic waves of So We Know, DMA'S turned the small North Perth room into a mid-afternoon festival set that had smiles plastered across every corner of the floor and somehow inspired a multitude of shoulder sitters. Given that Hills End is so enthralled with Gallagher-styled stadium rock, the transition to a small room worked phenomenally. Beaming with energy throughout, Tommy O'Dell breaking into the occasional snarl at the pogoing louts and Matt Mason mounting the foldbacks mid-breakdown, they hardly broke the silence between tracks and instead pushed their high energy from start to finish.
After exactly the allotted 60 minutes, they departed, leaving a trail of broken voices and broken glasses behind in a venue the size of which it's unlikely they'll ever be able to squeeze into again.
