LIVE REVIEW: EMU XPERTS / ABORTED TORTOISE / HUNTING HUXLEY / HIDEOUS SUN DEMON
Thursday 12 June 2014 at the Rosemount Hotel
First published by themusic.com.au 19 June 2014
Winding around the narrow back bar to reach the Rosemount’s main stage for Hideous Sun Demon’s album fundraiser, the thudding cock rock produced by rude and crude openers Emu Xperts made a harsh promise of what was to come. With towering, tattooed frontman Blake Hate streaming blood from his left shoulder and roaring along to grunt rock anthems such as ‘Dexies, Midnight Hummers’ and ‘You Won’t Like Me When I’m Sober’, the Xperts cleared the stage with frightening presence, leading a small but savage crowd and littering the venue with Export cans.
While the venue emptied for a cigarette break, young by-the-book punks Aborted Tortoise skulked onto stage, opening to an empty bar with brutal misogynistic tirade ‘Last Night I Killed My Girlfriend’ at top volume, a beckoning call for smokers to pour back into the Rosemount for more solid offerings as ‘Social Crime’, ground out over John Peers’ filthy bass with sloppy, jangly guitars and vacant gazes as Charles Wickham, dreamy Woodstock sweater model, and Tom Milan, hunched over his guitar, competed for solos. Aborted Tortoise drove through their set with barely a breath to the glee of an increasingly bloodthirsty audience and then departed as quick as they appeared.
Hunting Huxley, acknowledging the addition of fill-in drummer Jerome Turle by coyly renaming themselves Grunting Fuxley, or Hunting Huskies, sloped onto stage next with their marathon soundscapes headed by a booming 80s sample, ‘space is curved…’, leading into the psychedelic, bass driven ‘Planet Terror’. After a quick detour into a cover of Lana Del Ray’s ‘Summertime Sadness’ with cheeky grins, Huxley moved into more stoner rock territory with instrumentals ‘Ring’ and ‘Flavours’, aided by Cramie Mill Jammy on saxophone for their final offering. Dressed like prog magicians and getting increasingly so as time progresses, Huxley provide blissful, content-heavy downtime for the punks present.
Finally Hideous Sun Demon come on board, launching straight into their double speed stimulant rock with lead Vin particularly maniacal in sheer black blouse, his blonde crown lit up by the stage lights and cut apart by his vicious, infectious grin. A killer performance of favourite ‘Do You Like It Down There?’ glides faultlessly into ‘Ohio (Is It Dead Yet?)’, proving that as Hideous Sun Demon push for new heights, they have not yet hit the sun. After a quick and inexplicably polite plug for upcoming LP, Sweat, the speed demons rip through ‘Glue’ and ‘Monoculture’ with a crazy, anxious and competitive speed, leaving a gracious audience to worm their way home.
‘Hideous Sun Demon at the Rosemount’ by Richard Moore.