Tumbleweed, Kadavar, Blues Pills, Sun God Replica - The Tempo, Brisbane, 05/12/13

An Evening of Raunchy Goodness...

Despite playing to a half empty room Melbourne's Sun God Replica got things off to a fine start with their sexy rock/roll/stoner grooves. As an opening act, Sun God had an surprisingly good sound, and the lighting at The Tempo was pretty sweet too, so all in all it was a damn fine (though admittedly brief) set. Frontman Link McLennan pimped their new album The Devil & The Deep and he had some mentalist pedal that made his guitar sound like a church organ (a polyphonic octave generator so I'm told). I want one. The bass-lines throbbed and wouldn't have been out of place in a Fritz The Cat movie and everything was drenched in a multitude of wondrous effects. Their drummer also supplied some lovely percussion during Pavlov's Dog and The Patchwork Kid and I heartily embraced the massive nob-waggling guitar solos. An excellent start to the evening.

I admit I was desperately keen to see Blues Pills, though I did have the fear that Elin Larsson wouldn't be able to pull off the massive vocals from their EP in a live setting. I needn't have worried. She's a wisp of a girl (a wisp of a girl, I say!) but she could blow the froth off your beer from 20 paces, such is the power of her voice. Drenched in reverb to give it some extra 'oomph' she absolutely nailed the all too brief set, and she looked like she was having a blast too - indeed, the whole band appeared to be having fun times up on the stage with guitarist Dorian Sorriaux drowning me in further raunchy guitar work. A massive nod must go to the rest of the band too as they finished the set with the roaming jam Little Sun. For me, it was a little slice of history and I can (maybe) die a happier man having seen Blues PIlls in the flesh.

Kadavar were, to put it plainly, fucking awesome. Lupus busted out crazed 70's Iommi inspired solos, and how three blokes produce such sweetness is astounding. It would be an insult, and an act of laziness, to simply compare this trio to Sabbath; obviously there's a nod of acknowledgement but Kadavar are their own beast and the closest you could get would be to call them a modern equivalent. And I saw them and they went off. Knowing that there was no improvising (see my recent inteview with Lupus) was irrelevant; the whole set was just a blur of brilliant retro goodness. Another slice of history; right there...

I didn't think I could take any more raunch but finally headliners Tumbleweed hit the stage. Sadly, due to the curfew restrictions placed on me by the local police, I had to leave mid-way through their set but what I did see was tight, juicy and psychedelic. And next time I'm let out, I'll be checking these fellows out in full. Four bands. One evening. Bloody great.