Publish your press releases, gig listings, classified ads and more.... all for FREE!   Click here for details.
 
We Are Scientists / Bluejuice PDF Print E-mail
Tuesday, 14 October 2008

Image
Photo: Justin Edwards
The Zoo - Wed Oct 8

After exercising self-control for all of one song, vocalists Jake Stone and Stav Yiannoukas explode with the reckless energy for which Bluejuice have become renowned. Their apparent artistic ethos states that the performance must come first at all costs – Stone’s bones broken onstage this year can attest to this. Their physical theatre finds the pair traversing the stage and disturbing the band’s three musicians, who’ve only become more adept at ignoring psychotic singers and nailing down their keyboard-driven rock-hip hop hybrids. A replacement drummer appears tonight: one hopes that his tenure is temporarily, as he seems to take the band far more seriously than the four others combined. New songs abound; Vitriol and The Reductionist are as exciting as ever, and Stone gleefully offers to fellate the two men who comprise tonight’s headlining act. Bluejuice – ever the performers, never the gentlemen.

Take a band whose artistic output is harmlessly enjoyable enough on record, place in a confined space with a lighting technician who sees fit to repeatedly flash spotlights into our retinas at any moment that resembles a chorus, and you’ve got We Are Scientists. Keith Murray and Chris Cain are accompanied by a drummer and hilariously overacting keyboardist/second guitarist on this three-night Australian tour. Inaction, Chick Lit and Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt are played in quick succession, and set the bar at a height that’s impossible for the rest of the set to limply flop over. Their appeal is scraping the bottom of the barrel by the time the seventieth minute ticks over. 

The only departure from this painfully well-trodden path of playful pop copy-and-paste is After Hours, which brightens my cynicism for all of four minutes. My sentiments fly in the face of the hundreds of bodies abusing The Zoo like a wooden trampoline; my accomplice and I eventually find more entertainment in watching androgynous indie kids repeatedly taking photos of themselves. Hypothesis confirmed: half the appeal of this band’s well-marketed geek niche is being seen to be a fan. 

ANDREW MCMILLEN




  Comments (1)
RSS comments
1. Written by how dare you, on 21-01-2010 13:26 , IP: 121.218.219.183
:(

Write Comment
Comments are submitted for possible publication on the condition that they may be edited. Poster's IP addresses are logged.
Name:
Comment:



Code:* Code

Last Updated ( Tuesday, 21 October 2008 )
 
< Prev   Next >

Get Rave delivered FREE to your inbox every week.Get Rave delivered FREE to your inbox every week.

Get Rave delivered FREE to your inbox every week.
GET THE LATEST ISSUE NOW

Your email:

1771 trees planted so far....

Advertisement

Gig Photos


Iron & Wine
 

The Drones
 

The Grates
 

Baseball
 

Die! Die! Die!
 

Tapes N Tapes
 

Ozzy Osbourne
 

Death Cab For Cutie
 

Yves Klein Blue
 

Houston Calls
Follow Us On Twitter
RSS News Feeds
Digital Edition
Villa Noosa
Paul Dempsey

Registered Users

3811 registered
4 today
10 this week
255 this month

Visitors

8626124 visitors since May 1st 2006
We have 663 guests online