The Big Moon
- Get Inuit
- The Mysterines
Following their unexpected Mercury prize nod earlier this year, London four piece THE BIG MOON’s star seems to be in the ascendant. Still, it’s perhaps a measure of the precarious nature of indie music that a band who should be very much in the public eye are playing downstairs at The Magnet.
It’s a packed-out venue that awaits the headliners, but there’s a sizeable crowd early on for the local support, THE MYSTERINES. And they’re well-rewarded. The trio are no-nonsense rock ‘n’ roll, kicking things off in an MC5 garage-stylee. Lead singer/guitarist Lia is a ready-made star, with a voice that mixes Wanda Jackson grit and Courtney Love howl and guitar licks sitting at the centre of each song. An Aubrey Plaza lookalike, Lia introduces songs with names such as Sticky, THC and 50s Knifefight in a similarly deadpan manner. Already being backed by Skeleton Key, The Mysterines are set to be another of Liverpool’s essential live acts in the city’s full-to-bursting roster.
Touring support GET INUIT are a marked change. Fitting somewhere between Blue Album Weezer and the noughties indie-lite of The Hoosiers, their set is daffy and silly, if self-aware. The lead singer has plenty of patter, but comes across more Timmy Mallett than Rivers Cuomo. The group’s sense of making the most of it is shared by the front few bouncing rows of the crowd, if not some of the older curmudgeons at the back. Ho-hum.
The headliners enter to Robbie Williams’ Millennium. It’s an appropriate tune for 90s revivalists and The Big Moon’s opener, Silent Movie Susie, could be straight out of the Sleeper back-catalogue. Live, their persona is a mixture of nervy stage-banter, as each member talks excitedly over the other, followed by note-perfect renditions of tracks from debut album Love In The Fourth Dimension. They’re an indie pop band in a more literal sense, although there’s an element of cool Long Blondes edge amongst the AOR harmonies. The foursome are happy to milk the affection of a youthful crowd that, seemingly, know every lyric – even to tonight’s cover of Total Eclipse Of The Heart (styled to sound more like Where Is My Mind?). It’s a self-consciously kooky choice by a group whose youthful naivete – bassist Celia asking the audience if anyone’s on a date, lead singer Juliette taking the mic into the crowd during Bonfire after telling an anecdote about a man eating a ham sandwich – is their secret weapon. Slowie singles Cupid and Formidable prompt arm-waving and the standard ‘dickhead waving a lighter’ before things are brought to a close with Sucker and a stated: “There’s no encore, that’s it.”. Later, there’s a sufficiently hardcore number of fans to form a long queue, keen to meet the band as they sell merch. One devotee is heard to confess: “I feel totally star-struck right now.” It’s hard to say if it’ll get much better for The Big Moon, but right now, it must feel like they’re in fixed in the firmament.