The Underground Stage
“Molly Rocket’s urgency and roar catches you by the ankle and chucks you straight into deep waters, leaving you spluttering and trying to catch your breath. There’s a deeply feral core that somehow still surfaces into the world as shiny song, more than enough to happily drown in.” Gallery Listen
“Grevillea put their foot down from the off and never let it lift an inch, fuel bills be damned. It’s a full-throttle set of hard-charging, big-grinning, wild-eyed melody and racket – it’s as tight as a drum but it’s always right on the edge of utter mayhem and it’s absolutely bloody glorious.” Gallery Listen
“VINEWOOD RALLY’s scrappy and jagged grunge takes the big bits of 90s Seattle and then mangles them through an Aussie grin and a sneer, a charmingly mad mix of heft and fun. Wit and weight in equal measure.” Gallery Listen
“Mary And The Fear Of God have one guitar pedal between the three of them and I think even that might be a tuner. This is a good thing. There’s no pulling of focus, no distractions, just hearty, loaded, flinty-hard alt-rock that comes at you from all sides. No trimmings, just the effect.” Gallery
“RAYHAB bobs and weaves like a demon, physical and untethered, soundtracked by this arty set of edged pop. Urgent and alive, sharp and near-hypnotic.” Gallery Listen
“Pocketwatch are power pop and manic theatre, positively bubbling with dizzily sharp songs (and equally sharp tailoring). It’s mostly sugar but there’s more than enough salt added for balance, a keen edge to the heady rush.” Gallery Listen
“Failsafe are all Kevlar and concrete, bulletproof and bombproof in their solidity, grunge and noisy heft on the edges with a steel core of good times at the heart of it. It’s hard not to be impressed, and it’s impossible not to get more than a little carried away.” Gallery Listen
“Filthy Rocks’ glorious West Coast punk rattles the teeth out of your head, their endlessly sunny energy and daft mischief delivered direct via an injection to the eyeball while also being plugged straight into the mains. Utterly wild-eyed and sharply giddy, it’s a heavy sweat and muscle strains and unexplained bruises, topped off with a […]
“Jade Yee-Smith’s set is impeccably paced, built, and delivered, a shiny joy to brighten dark corners. Glittering chrome pop sits alongside the hair-shaking throb of the guitars and the rhythms, a gloriously fun time made of Saturday nights and the sort of questionable decisions you end up laughing about later.” Gallery