Words by COURTENAY TURNER
Sounds like: a dash of Matt Corby’s heartbreaking falsetto and a bit of Patrick James.
Before you read on, I have a confession to make: I’m a self-professed Vance Joy sceptic. Call me cynical, but after hearing ‘Riptide’ on the radio for the umpteenth time, my mind was made up. I was convinced that the Melbournian’s enduring success could only be attributed to a number one spot in Triple J’s Hottest 100. Just a one-hit wonder whose overplayed single became the anthem for a fan-base of squealing 12-year-old teenyboppers.
I have never been so happy to be wrong in all my life.
The guy really does have talent, and loads of it! Songs from his God Loves You When You’re Dancing EP were captivating and had the excited crowd singing along word-for-word. Performances of some of his earlier, pre-fame tunes were tender and poignant, as he explained his “hit and miss” experiences with songwriting. We were even lucky enough to hear some promising new material from his upcoming album – let me just say that it’s gonna be good!
The lads seemed to enjoy themselves on stage, and their set was a perfect balance of the ‘bop and stop factor’ – it was upbeat enough that we could bop along without sweating like pigs, but we also had time to stop and revel in the magic, to be lulled into a state of shiny eyed admiration. Props also go to support act Gossling, whose catchy melodies had us mesmerised from the get go. There’s no doubt that this helium-voiced angel deserves a headlining tour of her own.
So I guess I should admit that a certain song has been on repeat in my head for days now. Go on, call me a hypocrite. Or maybe I’m just a 12-year-old teenybopper at heart.