What a scene the Metro Theatre was on Friday night! The venue was packed to the rafters with young hipster clones gazing longingly at figures onstage and responding enthusiastically with chants and cheering, the entire scene very nearly bordering on cultish. Indeed it did seem like the innocuous Brisbane four-piece The Jungle Giants had successfully brainwashed the better part of their all ages audience and boy did that audience look like they had fun.

It was no doubt a warm welcome for the two support acts of the night, the enthusiasm of the largely under-18s crowd palpable from the beginning. South African group Shortstraw kicked off the night, their modest brand of indie-pop (although arguably at times a little plain) successfully placating the crowd, with only the occasional girly shriek mid-song.

Brisbanites Millions followed, with Clockwork Orange-esque outfits and a solid set that highlighted just how exciting this young band is. Their track, Slow Burner was a crowd favourite, echoing a sound very similar to the Arctic Monkeys, while closer, Nineteen saw the band exuding a maturity and confidence beyond their years.

Then came time for the men (and woman) of the moment, with The Jungle Giants hitting the stage to squeals so loud and high-pitched you'd be forgiven for thinking you'd stumbled into a 1D concert. Having only released one album, the band have a surprisingly well rounded discography to their name, and managed to play out a set comprising of crowd favourites, successfully maintaining the hig -energy level of the audience throughout. Domesticated Man and their popular debut, Mr Polite, were well received earlier in the set, but it was their newer material, like Come And Be Alone With Me and I Am What You Want Me To Be, that really stirred the crowd.

While undoubtedly talented, The Jungle Giants need to give a lot of props to their audience, as the almost frenzied crowd mentality in the Metro brought a lot to the night's performances. The band is still quite young, and there were bursts of faffing about during the night, but it was the crowd cheering and chanting throughout that seemed to get them back on their game, even resulting in a stage-diving turn during the upbeat closer, She's A Riot.

The Metro Theatre was a sweaty, exhilarated mess at the end of the night, with everyone leaving a little worse-for-wear but with no regrets.