Ball Park Music @ The Tivoli, 18th October
Tonight, The Tivoli is filled to the brim with pumped up Ball Park Music fans wearing customised-3D glasses and the stage glistens with blue sequinned material.
Four boxed TVs are placed obscurely on stage and I am eager to figure out why. I find out as soon as enigmatic Sydney rocker Pluto Jonze enters the stage, the TVs spring to life, projecting mismatched images of foreign landscapes and lyrics. At first I find Jonze’s vocals slightly weak, however after Breakfast In Korea I am in a completely on board. A massive amount of gusto is thrown out into the audience and we lap it up like hungry labradors. The band are extremely theatrical and remind me a lot of a 90s versions of Queen or Bowie. I feel that there is a resurgence of 90s-inspired music at the moment, and Pluto Jonze is definitely a key player.
Next up are Millions, the band swagger on stage wearing long white dress shirts as if they’re a boy band out of some Jane Austen novel. Maybe it’s because they came on after something so exciting, but I find them slightly dreary. They pull out a masterful version of Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers, setting the mood for a very romantic evening ahead. Lead singer, Dom’s, vocals are admirable, in a Morrissey kind of way, and Guru and Clementine are stand outs from the set.
Ball Park Music begin with Literally Baby, which gets everybody in a hype. As the heat levels rise, lead singer, Sam Cromack, announces that he feels like a ‘fucking toasted sandwich in Darwin’. Having seen them play three years ago, the band demonstrates a higher level of maturity and musical expertise; showcased through new edgy guitar sections, layered synth components and a heavier lyrical content in their songs, such as that on Cocaine Lion and Coming Down. In saying that, the band are still as cheeky as ever, announcing Sad Rude Future Dude as ‘a disgusting party song about playing with your dick.’ Halfway through the set, the band invite long-time fan, Tom, on stage to propose to his girlfriend Elise, followed by All I Want Is You, which is by far the most romantic thing I have ever seen. The band finish their set with Tripping The Light Fantastic and come back to a cheering crowd to play their encore, Fence Sitter.
Ballpark Music deliver a performance like no other, filled with crazed dancing, heart wrenching moments and infectious levels of energy. Upon exiting, I find myself in a sea of leiderhosen-clad Octoberfest goers. As my ears ring I fail to find a taxi, I look back to the Tivoli and think to myself, hey-it’s nice to be alive.