Mosman Alder – Live at The Grace Darling: Gig Reviews
It was one of those Friday nights where standing in a densely packed area seemed appealing. Yes, Melbourne sure can turn on a cold evening if it get’s its act together.
And on this very night, the largely well-attired crowd huddled in a small band room above the Grace Darling’s front bar and dining area eager to hear the crafty sounds of Brisbane’s Mosman Alder.
I, a Man played through their set with great energy and clarity, their wholesome tunes building a stronger rapport with the audience every passing minute. This was their last show before they head off on a tour of their own in a little while, and the night was given arguably an even bigger sense of occasion with guitarist Ash taking part in the Reclink Cumminity Cup two days later.
So it turns out Mosman Alder can fit on said stage. But as soon as they start to play, the concerns filling my mind drift away without realising. I’m still not a too familiar with this left-of-centre Brissie fixture – and to some degree I still consider myself a Mosman novice. However there was something very simple and likable about their sound that belied its rich and textured composition. A collection of various not-too-rock n’ roll instruments were produced a sound that renders Mosman Alder one of the more interesting bands I’ve seen a long time.
Much in the same way to The Jezabels, Mosman Alder create an ambiance that forms the basis of their other-worldly pop songs, and for moment at a time you can find yourself drifting in between various states of consciousness. Songs that stand out in memory banks are 25 and Raisin Heart, which seemed to strike a chord with the eager fans. Whether they’ve heard it before or not, I’m not to sure.
It was a great night of entertainment, with unrivalled enthusiasm and a great contrast of music to match. If I, A Man and Mosman Alder are any indication of where Australian music is heading, then I’d say at the moment we’re doin’ just fine.