Words by Eli Marsland
Lime Cordiale are one of those bands that you just can’t dislike. Effortlessly laidback and sexier than you’ll ever be, with sun bleached souls and the music to match. It’s little surprise that their Road to Paradise tour was a much anticipated event for Brisbane’s summer babies just as December starts to heat up. We went along to check out the chops of the Sydney boys and have a bloody good time.
THE OTHER GUYS
Recycling their parents’ pub-rock collection infused with their iTunes favourites, Shag Rock kicked the evening off with some melodic niceties. Quite playful in nature, the boys touched on the joys of youth and it showed in their calming stage presence and vibey tune rags.
Second support Good Boy made their way on stage after (most probably) spending all afternoon screaming: “YEEEEEAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSS” following the announcement that they are opening the Brisbane leg of Laneway 2016.
The croakiness in the vocal performance can be forgiven – they were entirely aware that they might have “celebrated a bit hard”. Despite this, it was a delicious insight into what we can expect come early February. There were some songs that haven’t been named yet and unreleased material which showed genuine promise. It was like watching a toddler take its’ very first steps.
“This one won’t be on the next EP but keep your ears to the ground – Farken Bonsai, how’s your father?” Vocalist Rian King asked before ripping to a song tentatively titled Your Mum’s Your Dad which broke down into some waterfall-like guitar licks oozing with confidence. It’s clear they’re just warming up.
THE MAIN COURSE
Having brought everything including the kitchen sink, the 6 gents from Sydney marginally fitted on stage and I’m certain they could all proficiently name each other’s deodorant scent, but it added intimacy to what was a pleasant sensory experience.
The crossover from recordings to stage is seamless. They’ve grabbed every influence from 60’s surf rock (Bullshit Aside/Sleep At Your Door), through to pinches of reggae and they also managed to fit in a Moby homage without anyone blinking an eye.
Falling Up The Stairs induces sub-conscious finger clicking with its sumptuous groove with the welcome addition of some colourful trombone lines while Everything Else demonstrated the playful craftiness but it felt like they were mood setting – perhaps powering up.
There is very good reason for this, and its called Not That Easy. When it arrives it doesn’t just say hello and pass you by like a person on the street, it’s a wall of noise with an infectious chorus that explodes into every orifice. After receding into a few slower numbers they gave thanks and waved farewell.
It was an exhibition of cruisey perfection, nothing more nothing less.
WHAT THEY SAID
“LSD isn’t for me”
– SHAG ROCK’s drug stance was made clear early on.
And with good reason too. Because we all know LSD will rewire their developing brains and force deep introspection in an attempt to tackle enormous questions that are too large to answer, so just stay true to yourselves ok? It’s lovely to watch.
WHAT IT LOOKED LIKE
Unfortunately you’re gonna have to use your imagination-our poor photographer Zach fell ill upon the eve of the show, however we are expecting an interpretative sketch any day now from our men on the scene.