Live Review: Oscar Key Sung, Banoffee, Guerre

Oscar Key Sung took the stage at Goodgod supported by some of the very leaders of the Sydney electronic scene who inspire him, touring his latest and hotly anticipated EP, Holograms. Guerre spins dreamy, sometimes sinister pop with something not quite right occasionally piercing the surface: an unexpected note or syncopation, with an infectious beat throughout as his songs melt into one another.

Banoffee doesn't jump around the stage or do anything to try too hard to convince you, but there's a sincerity about her: she's really feeling it, whether it's loyalty to your best friend or total apathy. When she moans “Fuck everything” to the floor as synths whirl around her, she means it; when she sings out “I'll wage a war for you,” in an ode to best friends, you know you'd want her on your team.

There was no big entrance for Oscar Key Sung. “I'll start off quiet and emotional,” he announced. By now the club was packed. If you got too caught up in conversation you'd have found yourself suddenly crammed at the back of the pack, but the lucky ones among us caught a glimpse as he breezily brought together silky, futuristic R&B with a honeyed voice, guitar, synths and a solid array of foot-operated gear on the floor before him.

He crooned about “lay[ing] out all the feelings” and that's what Oscar Key Sung did, the romantic lyrics he crafts so well and a deft series of loops bringing together the yearning All I Think About, and the pounding beat of one of his most danceable tracks, All I Could Do, dropping into the delicate mood.

Holograms was a rousing romantic lullaby, with a skipping beat and dreamily sexy lyrics (“I want physical/I want to touch, not just look/Can run my hand through you”) broken up by a mesmerising breakdown of tenor harmonies.

Haunting, swampy instrumentals like <3 Symbol, from last year's Beat Tape release, broke up the set and got even the most serious spectator moving.

“I don't need to speak/For you to feel it” Key Sung crooned on a ghostly It's Coming, an ode to the heady mix of electricity and fear in newfound intimacy, before making us all swoon with his cover of Miguel's Sure Thing. On a new track, he sings about “not being a dick in the club” – whether he was slyly addressing the rowdy front of the crowd isn't concrete, but he mused, “I don't wanna be that guy.” The set rounded out with some warm, out-and-out '90s R&B funkiness, before Champain Lyf DJs stepped in to keep the dancefloor hot.