With two stages set up, there was no chance of pulling away a dedicated few from prime positions in anticipation of the Dandy Warhols. Still, Sun God Replica came out with some seriously impressive tunes and all in tribute to Jay Curley from Tumbleweed.
A nice little showcase of their breed of rock followed, starting with a dip into the band’s first album sharing In Love with the World, and a taste of the second with Werewolves in Love. Even a few seasoned veterans in the crowd seemed impressed.
And on noticing a few more faces appearing throughout the set filling the empty voids in the room, larrikin personalities from the stage managed to crack a few smiles, even a jovial shout of, ‘Why weren’t you here earlier?’ to a few latecomers.
A little punk and some stoner rock vibes, Toon Town brought something part heavy and part melodic to the table, Pavlov’s Dog came to visit and the very cool sounds of The Devil in the Deep got a listening as well.
An enthusiastic but restrained crowd, full of a more mature and perhaps well-seasoned punter. A patient wait was rewarded, by the Dandy Warhols easing in with the subtle, cool vocals of Mohammed.
With a little charm and natural flair, there was no rush or urgency in dishing out gritty alt sounds building to an explosion and equally captivating recovery. And why rush, when there were 90 minutes to jam pack full of good tunes.
An oldie but a goodie was unleashed early on with We Used To Be Friends– the overly familiar tune, the iconic claps led from the stage and choruses begging for singalongs and a dance.
But no friends were lost here…this was after all night two of five being headlined at the Corner by the Dandys, some in the crowd being recognised from the previous night and a few even noting intentions of multiple nights of attendance – a committed lot they were.
We were reminded that heroin is so passe with Not If You Were the Last Junkie on Earth and the drony wails and darkness of I Love You were quickly combated by the easy going groove on stage from You Were the Last High.
A short linguistics lesson was shared in the cultural uses of the word ‘ok’ as a question or statement in ode to the band’s first album, and from it (Tony, This Song Is Called) Lou Weed.
Lingering reverb and a little tuning aside, the bright sunlit sounds of Solid made an appearance and Bohemian Like You rolled along, the crowd sufficiently ready for all the ‘whoo hoo’ contributions and just a little more dancing.
Fond memories of tunes resurfaced and even though the night was seemingly approaching an end, there was no reason to stop the party just yet. Instead, Get Off, a tambourine and some trumpet lingering for Godless.