Reviews / Live

A more-than-impressive night from two international bands in their finest form, providing the perfect antidote to a bout of Splendour-envy.

When it’s time for Onra’s set to wrap up the crowd pleads with him to stay on stage a little longer. Ever the gentleman, he asks, “What do you want me to play?

As it was, it was a decent showcase, and we left at half nine looking forward to the next meeting. When the twin axes of product and presentation cross it will be something special.

It wasn’t a performance where people were intrigued to see what he could do; the audience already knew what he could do. They came to admire his phenomenal talent.

The band’s large and devoted following demonstrate that they are clearly one of those acts that fulfil a niche and give people exactly what they are looking for.

Wall’s Spillane-esque storytelling illuminated an atmospheric number packed with femme fatales and grimy machismo; one of the night’s most compelling moments.

Taking advantage of a great feeling in the room all night, the set was in equal measures beautiful and ugly, highlighting the evolution of one of Perth’s treasures.

Although Frank Ocean’s surprise absence was a shame, young New Zealand songstress Lorde was great late addition and wowed the crowd with her confidence and sleek delivery.