Over the weekend I attended the Soobiesta Festival presented by Straight out of brisbane. For $25 you couldn’t really ask for much more in a festival, with 4 different stages – Electro, Rock, Hip-Hop and Diverse, there was something for everyone.
I was there predominantly to see my Brother’s band ‘the french horns’ play their last gig, but there were definately a selection of exciting acts I was anxious to see. My night went something like this.
Frou Frou Foxes
After turning up at about 8.30 there was no time to waste, so I headed straight over to the Rock stage where alternative youngsters Frou Frou Foxes were having sound difficulties, a little bit frustrating for onlookers, but I was glad to have turned up before their performance begun. Finally they started playing, their sound is obviously very influenced by The French Horns and a couple of other established brisbane bands. Their driving guitars and crashing drums hold together well with the exeption of breaking 2 guitar strings which seemed to knock their confidence out slightly. All three members of the band took turns to sing, they all appeared to love what they were doing and executed it well.
Flamingo Crash
I definately don’t *love* this band, but many people do I found out while waiting for the band to set up in the overcroded upstairs Electro stage. Finally after balancing their sounds they begun playing, these guys are tight! They know what they’re doing and do it so well, although it’s not my ideal choice of music, their flow and confidence is damn impressive.
My Disco
What can I say, these guys blew me away, their angular gutars, consistently taking unexpected twists, while the dark bass riffs with an evil tone (hear Meshuggah) and off timed drum sequences somehow gelled in a totally unique way. Then finally after a few minutes of playing tricks on my mind the vocals enter, Think June of 44 meets Shellac. The songs hold together so nicely and constantly surprise me with deep, dark progressions of undefinable goodness. The only downfall I can see is the similarity between songs – that may however just be the environment they were playing in.
Limited Express (has gone?)
Wow, crazy Japanese! These guys don’t for a second look like they could produce the sound they do. I can’t even begin to explain their sound and even watching them – it’s hard to believe they can pull it off.. Think The Hives crossed with Boris.. I don’t know how else to really explain it? the bass guitar/electric guitar work together to produce some of the most well flowing and driven progressions you could imagine, while the drummer shmashes away and holds the songs together so neatly at the same time, then come the amazing screams, I couldn’t for a second make out what this petite little asian girl was saying, but I tell you, I bet they were strong words – a highly recommended act.
Amateur Party
Just hillarious! There were only about 30 odd people watching these guys and it’s such a shame to think. They’re amazing at what they do and my gosh do they do it well. These guys show us the way PUNK music should be, or should I say, what real punk music is. I’m so glad I got to see the show and witness what I would call as some of the funniest moment’s all night.
The French Horns
As usual, the French Horns seemed to draw a crowd from behind the shadows. People emerged to see the band play their final gig ever. With a few sound difficulties (mostly due to Lachlan/Bass/Vox) they played a pretty captivating set, Matt (on guitars) was obviously struggling with sound due to borrowing a Mashall Stack which he wasn’t used to however came through in control by the end. All in all these guys managed to play every show throughout their relatively short life and involve the audience in someway, reaching out to the drunken front row and never wasting a minute.
A very great festival – see you all next year.
I’m sitting here on the computer doing my thing; all I can hear in the background is this shitty TV show the wedge. Occasionally I look over to see how the jokes are progressing. To sum the show up in one word, i would say ’embarrassing’.
Without totally mocking the ‘Australian Spirit’ does anyone actually care how Hewitt goes this year at Wimbledon? I mean lets face it, he’s probably not donating any of his winnings to charity, unless a new Ferrari for Beck is considered charity?