Art Of Sleeping @ The Triffid, 27th June
It’s a rather cool Saturday night, and Brisbane scenesters have gathered in the confines off The Triffid to catch local heroes Art Of Sleeping play the final date of their Voodoo tour. To say the main hanger is dimly lit would be the understatement of the century. I’m seriously questioning the logistics of holding a show in a venue where you can barely make out the stage.
Melburnian five-piece Sunbeam Sound Machine deliver some beautifully ethereal and psychedelic tunes. The crowd seems to politely accept the band until vocalist, Nick Sowersby, coaxes everyone up to the front of the stage for their final song. Needless to say, it goes down rather well as the crowd perks up a notch and starts lazily dancing as if possessed by Molly Ringwald’s character from The Breakfast Club.
Adelaide singer-songwriter Jesse Davidson delivers some moody and downbeat indie rock tunes that are enough to get the crowd moving. Davidson’s cathartic and captivating guitar work get the crowd chattering with intrigue, while his backing band are rock solid in their execution. After a deliciously savage cover of Elvis Presley’s Love Me Tender, Davidson realises his fly has been undone for the entirety of his set thus far, sending the crowd into hysterics.
Kicking off their set with the bombastic Empty Hands, Art Of Sleeping carry themselves with the kind of swagger that would make most stadium bands green with envy. Chiming guitars mix in with booming drums to create the kind of ethereal music that Art Of Sleeping are known for. The funky backbeat of new track, Win Your Heart, are enough to have the crowd grooving like they got lost on their way to a warehouse rave.
Art Of Sleeping finish off their set by getting Jesse Davidson’s band and the members of Sunbeam Sound Machine back onstage for a group singalong of Frank Ocean’s Lost. It’s this kind of camaraderie and togetherness displayed by Art Of Sleeping that have endeared them to audiences across the country. If they keep delivering fantastic performances such as this one, the sky’s the limit for them.