Live Review: West Thebarton Brothel Party, The Pretty Littles, Young Offenders

The beer-drenched floors of Jive filled quickly for the hometown launch of West Thebarton Brothel Party's self-titled EP. With its release only last month, fans have had plenty time to acquaint themselves with the band's headache-inducing garage-rock.

Young Offenders have been busy on the live scene and it's paid off. The four-piece played a blistering set of chaotic choruses and slap bass. A melting pot of funk, indie-rock and punk; there are no boundaries to their sound, which can be confusing at times, but the Brit-pop vocals hold it all together.

Forming in a rusty tin shed in suburbia, The Pretty Littles embody every Australian stereotype; flannel shirts and slang included. Their garage-rock is fuelled by huge riffs, shouts and beer. When frontman Jack Parsons isn't singing in his monotonous drawl, he's cracking jokes. Musically their songs have a vague familiarity to them, but lyrically they're memorable. They could single-handily revive the country and western genre with their tale of a meth addict, Mickey's Got A Knife. Paul Kelly's Adelaide was a nice touch of nostalgia before they faded out in a fuzzy jam session.

West Thebarton Brothel Party were neatly lined up on stage, but that's the only organised thing about them. With seven members, they're a jumble of thrashy guitars, jangly percussion and gang vocals. "How's it going? Yes or no?" asked frontman Ray Dalfsen before kicking off with Billions. It didn't take long for a wobbly mosh pit to form, spilling in every direction. Two-Bit Loser began with a woozy guitar line before whipping the crowd into a ruckus, while Touchy Feely was a gaggle of shouts.

Brian Bolado is an absolute delight on percussion, shaking and whacking that tambourine and those maracas. With four guitarists shredding away, extra percussion is needed to provide some sort of balance. Latest single, Misophonia, ironically about hating noise, fuelled some dangerous-looking crowd surfing. Glenn McGrath closed the night, not the man himself, but an ode to the cricket legend. "You fuck with my wife," the crowd sang before Dalfsen wished for everyone to find someone they love — how sweet.

As The Pretty Littles would say, West Thebarton Brothel Party is a bloody ripper of band. Bringing masses of talent and enthusiasm from their years playing the Adelaide scene, they're the only party you'll ever need.