The rain had set in but the punters didn’t shy away. By the time Maxine Kauter Band hit the stage the venue was feeling warm and cosy with a bunch of dry bodies anticipating the show.
Speck had already set a sweet vibe with gorgeous songs delivered confidently by Zoe Vaughn and Brian Campeau. Vaughn’s silky vocals are fondly reminiscent of Melanie Oxley and though Campeau appeared to be hiding in the shadows, his tasty guitar pickings were not left in the dark.
Then the very clever James Teague (W.A.) hit the stage solo with three enchanting songs and was later joined by his equally accomplished band. For me Teague’s songs conjured up all sorts of imagery from circus riots, western spaghetti moments and back to burlesque embellished forays. Having been a Fremantle musician a long time ago (circa John Butler’s solo emergence), I was pleasantly surprised to see the originality that still exists from the West Coast scene of Oz. James’ coyness on stage, when pushed to connect with the audience by his bassist, was in stark contrast to his potent falsetto and comfortability as front man. Though more particular in style you can not deny that James Teague band’s performance and music was impressive and entertaining!
I couldn’t help but feel though that most punters truly braved the bad weather just for MKB. They certainly delivered the goods all tied up in neat packages of beautiful melodies rich in delay, passionate and haunting vocals with evocative lyrics, smooth bass lines that at times converged into frenetic rhythms and beats that felt like the storm was brewing inside the venue, not just outdoors. The beauty of an MKB show is the flow from one song to another. It keeps you satiated because as one song finishes, you are left wanting more and then it starts all over again with the next song and you’re caught between relief and hunger again . Only this time the punters had their way. They managed to shout loud enough, and stomp their feet to get that one more song in the form of an encore. A first, I believe, from MKB!
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The next MKB gig can’t happen soon enough, but we’ll wait patiently while they hit the studio and give us something else to take home as well as the marvellous melodic memories!