Live Review: JEFF The Brotherhood & King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard

Jake and Jamin Orrall are busy Tennessee brothers. Most importantly, they're JEFF The Brotherhood (JTB), and as such, have seven albums to their moniker and have played over 400 shows in the past two years alone. Holy hell, that's a lotta gigs. Independently, they also played in a lick of notable indie-punk rock outfits, including Be Your Own Pet, and have collaborated in recent years with Best Coast and Jack White, artists not unfamiliar to Australian shores in this period either. Thankfully now, the duo once again bring their no bullshit, energetic musical offspring to the Corner hotel, amidst their broader Big Day Out tour.

While, generally speaking, little good amounts from incestuous relationships, the siblings continue to produce not only savoury, but utterly enthralling music and live shows. Support band King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard (KG&TLW) are a chaotic seven-piece whose music is untamed in spirit but certainly not without technical prowess and refinement. KG&TLW are a refreshing reminder that making music is about having a fucking good time on stage, leaving a legacy of feet-a-tappin' as they rumble through their set.

Guitarist and singer Jake moves on stage like a cobra; the ones you see in Arabian tales, lured in and out off a wicker basket, instantly and endlessly mesmerised by his own fuzz rock, with this fixation clearly contagious to the audience. Perhaps more poignant is the musical cohesion between the musicians – perhaps just an extension of their genetic bond – but whatever it is, the set is tight and hard to fault.

They near conclusion with crowd-pleasers such as Sixpack and Whatever I Want already dished out, and the boys take a rough-and-ready approach to the encore. They announce the serving of two or three more songs without an extended exit and a laboured return to stage. Rather, JTB endure without pretention or indulgence. Closing finally with U Got The Look from their 2009 album Heavy Days, the song credited with bringing them global attention and repute throws the audience into exultation.

JTB have humble beginnings, their first instruments cast from paper and plastic, but rigid determination and diligence (plus a tremendously musical father, Robert Ellis Orrall) have allowed the boys to become masters of their genre in only their 20s. Their Corner show is a reminder of this.