Jecca Zane
Sandra 1The future has a name and it is SHY CHILD
August 13th 2007 10:13
THE FUTURE HAS A KEYBOARD GUITAR
It happened in the Gershwin Room of the Esplanade Hotel around 11.30. The name of the beast was and still is:
SHY CHILD
The free gig was put on by the good people at Vice which attracted the usual collection of sullen faced rockers with surgically attached jeans .
I’d heard some of SHY CHILD's tracks on thier obligatory Myspace page and was thoroughly impressed by all, in particular the track “Drop the Phone” but I was horribly unprepared for the show that would change the way people think about, make and listen to music.
The old saying, “It’s not the size of the dog in the fight; it’s the size of the fight in the dog” is a good saying and it doesn’t have to be used solely by wise old men whilst in attendance of a dog fight in Mexico. No, it can be used to describe music as well and is a good rhetoric to use specifically for SHY CHILD (with some minor alterations): “It’s not the number of people in the band or the amount of instruments they have; it’s the amount of sonic disruption they can unleash on the atmosphere with only a keyboard guitar (yes, a freakin keyboard Ghee-Tar), a backing track and a drum kit powered by a drum machine with arms and a face…and an afro (Note. Most drum machine would implode if the beat played by drummer, Nate Smith was introduced to it)
The landscape of the stage was as aesthetically delicious as the sound was. The drum kit faced the side of the stage and was at the front of the stage allowing the audience a good view of Nate’s sticks flying through the air faster than eyes could compute and looking like streaks of light on an over exposed photo. The other half the two: Pete Cafarella’s weapon of choice was a keyboard guitar slung over his shoulder that looked to me like a piano kicked over so the audience can watch the pianist’s fingers run across the keys like bony white spiders.
The set started fast and accelerated to a peak when “Drop the Phone” was dropped and peaked again when “Echo and Throb” was humming the floorboards and kept on peaking through tracks I stood watching with an open mouth. This was kept up for the entire set bar the seconds between the end of one track and the crash of another where the audience could revaluate their existence and offer a few shouts words of worship. I do remember hearing the word “Genius”
The high point of the show for me was the mind blowing track that is “Drop the Phone”, a smart clean track on record and a raw sweaty beast on stage. The low point was when the show was over, leaving me with the ringing in my ear like the sting after a hot curry, and lower still, knowing that lazy genre riders will label this new sound as “Nu Rave”
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