Live Review: Ride @ The Forum

“Four little beans from Canberra at the Forum!” says Moaning Lisa bassist and vocalist Hayley Manwaring with goofy awestruck joy. “This next song is called Sun,” she continues, introducing the final song from the underrated band’s 2018 EP Do You Know Enough?. Searing harmonies and widescreen guitar from Ellen Chan elevate it in scope and sound, making it big enough to meet the packed room. The majority of the crowd seem enthralled by the four-piece, and as they bring their set to a riotous close, it’s safe to say many new fans were born.

As the crowd awaits the arrival of the Oxonian shoegaze gods, discussion in the crowd turns to what songs Ride will play. This tour is the 30th anniversary of their genre-shifting debut album Nowhere, one of the greatest musical encapsulations of youthful vigour or, in the words of David Bevan in his review of its 2011 reissue for Pitchfork, “a near-perfect record”. That will be played in full, but will we get tracks from their most recent albums? Will they keep it old school and play songs from their EPs? There must be new songs too. Their 2019 show, also at the Forum, was a surprisingly lacklustre grind through songs that lost their energy from being played by men who seemed disconnected from the feelings that inspired them.

Thankfully, only seconds after arriving on stage, all memories of that performance are banished. Singer and guitarist Mark Gardener’s floppy fringe may be long gone, and eternal foil Andy Bell may be hiding stage right under a baseball cap that spends most of the night tilted toward the neck of his guitar, but the opening squall of feedback that announces Seagull is like an electric shock that sends us back to 1990. Everything sounds bigger and better than everything else. As the band launches into Kaleidoscope, it becomes apparent that there is some kind of dark magic here that goes beyond fidelity. It’s not just the crowd willing the band to be good or the subtle backing tracks augmenting the songs; it is the songs themselves. Even after being drenched in distortion and cranked to eleven, these are delicate immaculately-written tunes. Songs that could have been played on acoustic guitars in English folk clubs in the early 1970s.

“We’re going to slow down now, catch our breath,” says Gardener. The album’s third track, In a Different Place, sounds vibrant, plaintive and melancholic. The band’s rhythm section, drummer Laurence Colbert and bassist Steve Queralt, emerge as the stars, even of quieter and more atmospheric songs such as this and the following Polar Bear. Much of the power of Ride’s music comes from its scale and the sense of space the guitars fill in their creation. That Bell is plagued with technical issues throughout the night, necessitating the frequent appearance of his guitar technician, makes the show feel a little more amateur, more youthful, and more honest.

In a sign that we are not, in fact, in 1990, the tightly packed and joyous crowd turns into a forest of phones for Colbert’s anthemic introduction to the utterly mesmerising Dreams Burns Down. It is sometimes hard to equate the sounds being heard with the scant effort that lead guitarist Bell makes. A flick of the wrist over his Rickenbacker 12-string, speakers explode with euphoric glory, and it sounds as though the venue needs structural reinforcement. Apple Watches throughout the room alert their owners that the volume has exceeded 100dB and that they are now in danger of temporary hearing loss. Still, songs like Decay are the aural equivalent of a warm hug from a polar bear and surely not something that can result in harm. (Twelve hours on, my ears are still ringing).

Closing track, and career highlight, Vapour Trail, is everything the superfan could hope for. So beautifully is it rendered that the string quartet responsible for its distinctive coda isn’t missed. I hug a similarly dewy-eyed stranger, and we both nod in understanding, this is as good as it gets. The band has caught us and resurrected the past in an astonishingly powerful way.

As the faint smell of gangja drifts across the crowd, like the fumes from Dr Emmett Brown’s DeLorean, Ride continues the track listing of Nowhere (Expanded Edition) familiar to Spotify listeners with Taste, Unfamiliar and Nowhere, which Gardener introduces as, “our last song”. While the band’s return for the encore of Lannoy Point, Future Love and OX4, renders that statement untrue, Gardener’s claim that “Melbourne is always the best show of the Australian run,” does feel honest.

The joy that infuses the colossal closing tracks Kill Switch, Leave Them All Behind and their first-ever single Chelsea Girl feels earned. By which time, fans are spent.