The Empress
Despite Melbourne Music Week being in full swing
across the city and dozens of free gigs sucking punters from lounge rooms and
pubs, tonight’s show is packed, attentive, and clearly there for the music. The
relatively unknown pianist and singer Laura
Smock launches the evening and cuts a commanding figure. Standing attentive
over a synth, eyes closed and singing breathily with a voice that sounds at
once natural and yet trained, Smock silences he room with the slightest effort,
particularly during her song Remain. Though
seeming sometimes nervous, given the delicate nature of her music silences are
loaded, a bold cover of Massive Attack’s Teardrop
shows that she is a fearless interpreter and, should a platform arrive,
massiveness awaits.
Quite how Tulalah
have remained an unknown proposition is befuddling, and unlikely to remain
the case for long. Ostensibly playing upbeat jazzy-folk these clearly very
accomplished musicians are some of the most imaginative combos around. Sporting
more instrument exchanges than a primary school let loose in Swop Shop, Oliver
Bannister’s double bass and the evocative vocals of Bridie Cotter anchor songs
as they spiral and shift, full of imaginative twists and darkly atmospheric
turns. Blasts of brass come and go, guitar, ukulele and percussion pull songs
this way and that, but never to the song’s detriment or pushing showmanship
over atmospherics. Occasional whole-band harmonies are stunning when they
appear and missed when they’re not. Any forthcoming folk festival not putting
Tulalah on the bill is selling themselves short.
Speaking of top-notch musicianship that doesn’t overwhelm the song, Tully on Tully are loaded with it. Despite
not being referred to twice in their band name, the combination of Greg
Rietwyk’s deft and sparkling guitar, Pete Corrigan’s keys, Iain MacRae’s bass
and Frank Lees drums allows Natalie Foster (aka Tully) the freedom she so
obviously embraces.
Opening song Going on Like This
immediately sets the scene as being one of trumping already lofty expectations.
It is, in short, a stunning example of careering, gutsy rock. Boasting a harder
edge than the quirky indie pop they've been pushing before, ToT seem willing to
take risks and push themselves as musicians. Older song So Close has been reinvented in a powerful and arresting way, with a
new emotional strength found in the moments of restraint, belying a rapid
maturity. Foster’s voice is powerful, expressive and distinctive; everything
you want from a singer. With a little of The Sundays’ piercing clarity (and
fluid, chiming guitar work), Cyndi Lauper’s fearless originality and the muscular
soul of Renee Geyer, Foster already sounds accomplished. Unlike many of her
peers, she and the band defy easy categorization. Lyrics to their recently
Triple J-playlisted single Naked and
its forthcoming follow up Stay (featuring
another rising star Hayden Calman on vocals), are exceptional for their
boldness. This closing brace of songs cements this as being one of the most
surprising and strong gigs of the year. With an album in the bag, it’s a safe bet
to say 2013 is theirs.
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