The night started with a triumphant solo performance from Callum McMorran and some compelling patterns of verse, chorus and middle eight. But the crowd was really drawn in by cover versions of ‘Lucky Man’ by the Verve and ‘Wonderwall’ by Oasis, both of which were impressive without exactly being original.
Moving on, a stripped down Long Distance Runner presented us with some excellent alternative sounds, relying principally on the vocal, keyboard sound rather than bass guitar. This particular act gave the crowd a sound that had a groove but was also more hypnotic and driving, with songs that would draw you in a different way.
So on to the climax of the night- and we were not disappointed. The Tunics hit the ground running in style with a sound edging on the sinister, but in a proud, almost euphoric sense. While not containing the variety akin to any smash hit of the summer, these guys wasted no time in letting the crowd know what they were all about musically, with a very individual style that never failed to grow stronger and stronger. Impressively there was no tendancy to express angst by screaming at the audience. These guys cleverly only need to rely purely on the rhythm generated by subject matter, and everything seemed to fall into place.
