Boiler Room and Ray Ban know how to throw a party
From the moment of walking in, we were taken care of. Free food, free drinks, stalls (including one with t-shirts promoting their Campaign4Change and fake tattoo application station) and a heap of staff. There was already a huge line before 6.30pm. The doors weren’t even opening until 7pm and acts weren’t on until 8pm. And they delivered. It was well thought out, and an impressive execution.
Perks came into play here, we thankfully skipped the line that was quickly winding down the laneway.
I have rarely seen such a homogenous crowd. Talk about a gathering of like-minded people. Everyone was pretty much dressed the same, danced the same, talked the same. I’ll let you use your imagination on the kind of people this would have attracted.
Harvey Sutherland and Chet Faker
The two bookends of the night delivered the goods.
Harvey Sutherland’s name has only recently been cropping up, but he was surprisingly the standout of the night for me. An electric violin and acoustic drums accompanying DJ decks is not something you would usually see around the traps. It was a fun set and the crowd really responded. Previously underground, now going overground. Power to him.
Chet Faker aka the man of the moment kicked his set off with minimal house beats before very gradually building into bass-heavier and more interesting music. By the time he came on, it had already been a very long night (on a school night nonetheless!) but he kept the crowd responding with the diverse set.
Francis Inferno Orchestra, Roland Tings, Marcus Marr
Where was Francis Inferno Orchestra’s orchestra? Harvey Sutherland had one! But real talk, he wasn’t my cup of tea. All filler, no killer. A similar story with Roland Tings, whose DJ sets are disappointingly dissimilar to his original music, which is usually so grooving and fun.
Then the fact that we didn’t realise Marcus Marr had taken over from Roland Tings was telling. His set also did not thrill. It is easy to forget when an artist is simply playing a DJ set versus a normal set. And it is easy to get excited about just seeing a good artist. But ultimately I do want to hear some of their own music, or at least music that is in their realm. That’s my expectation when I go to a show, right or wrong. Yet, I often leave DJ sets with these expectations unmet, and with an unsatisfied feeling.
Church of Bang Bang Boogaloo
A cute and quirky venue to match its name. Run by Get Notorious, who also have beloved venues 1000£Pound, Ponyfish Island and Sister Bella under their belt.
Phones and gigs?
Chet Faker prefaced his set with some strong words of encouragement to his hometown, “put your fucking phones away”. If we saw anyone with phones we should “feel free to smack it out of their hands”. This is true to an extent especially on the back of all the recent Instagram backlash. Let’s face it, the videos and photos you’re taking are more-than-likely going to turn out pure shithouse. Being there as a reviewer meant I was relying on my phone to jot down my incoherent notes but I did reluctantly tuck my phone away which, sadly, was quite liberating.
Boiler Rooms can be so inherently awkward
As demonstrated by one of the funniest Tumblr’s out there – Boiler Room Knows What You Did Last Night. What a work of art.
It can be awkward and it can be cheesey. You typically get a number of people that are there to fame-whore in front of the cameras. Let’s face it, people getting drunk and/or high at gigs that are being being filmed and broadcast internationally – that was never going to 100% go down. In saying that, I do love Boiler Room and the things they do.
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