Joe Newman of Alt-J evokes the words poised, serene. His signature falsetto glazes the space between chaos and wisdom as he sings, ‘As all dogs everywhere bark / It’s worth knowing / Like all good fruit the balance of life is in the ripe and ruin.’
One of the most remarkable traits of Alt-J, since the eruption of their first album An Awesome Wave, is their untempered passion and dedication to creating music whose essence is transformative yet stoic.
As the band reel off early gems such as Fitzpleasure and Every Other Freckle, they continue to soar their way through their most recent album This Is all Yours with a ferocity that shakes our souls from their sockets.
Gus Unger-Hamilton has an energy that allows ‘musician’ to become synonymous with ‘magician’, as the depth of his performance is magical and his eluding presence visible.
From Left Hand Free to Matilda, the crowd is electric. The round sound and exquisite acoustics of the venue make for a memorable and melodically satisfying experience.
Another respectable quirk of Alt-J is their presentation on stage; each band member is standing parallel to the other, defying the traditional hierarchy of singer at the forefront and drummer in the back.
Thom Green is the clear backbone to the body of Alt-J, his skills as a drummer and percussionist are baffling, tight and veracious.
What makes this performance outstanding is the accompanying light show. Ruby, amber and teal strobe lights intertwine beneath the dry ice, creating an enchanting, avant-garde accomplice to the folk-electric prowess that is Alt-J.
The light bends over the crowd and illuminates the hands of many making the Alt-J symbol with their hands, as if the music is a religious experience.
As would be expected from such a performance, the band are eagerly called back for an encore from rabid fans and finish the show with Hunger of the Pine, Warm Foothills, Taro and Breezeblocks.
Elated and bright eyed, collective panting is heard above emotional murmurs as the show ends. Alt-J leave their fans ecstatic and hungry for more, the ripeness of their musical fruit leaving no space for ruin.