Tame Impala... Perth of a star
Review: Tame Impala at Brixton Academy
Published on October 31st, 2012 | Jonny Abrams
When singers gush from onstage about how great the audience are, it can often ring pretty hollow. The reception awaiting Tame Impala main man Kevin Parker and his band mates, however, was so surprisingly rapturous that even Rocksucker felt like grabbing the mic and acknowledging it.
It’s not that he/they don’t deserve it – he/they very much do, given the brilliantly recreated mix of material from Innerspeaker and Lonerism they’ve just blown everyone away with – but rather that it came as a sudden realisation that Tame Impala are no longer just this cool new Aussie band, you should check them out, I know you like your Beatles/Cream/Flaming Lips etc. etc.
Nuh uh: the wave of enthusiastic feedback wrought by the recent release of Lonerism – check out Rocksucker’s own to this contribution here – has been surfed by Parker and co to the point where a packed-out Brixton Academy is splitting every eardrum within an eighty-mile radius with their approval, and my goodness it’s heartwarming to see a band’s star rising on merit rather than hype.
Well, we’ve contradicted ourselves there: the wave of enthusiastic feedback surely constitutes hype, but, with a second LP’s worth of sumptuous psych-pop dream-weaving now available, it is well-stocked hype. The fact that everyone’s up and dancing even in the seated balcony area is testament to the bass-beaming grooviness driving through all the colours like a funky drill through a rainbow-coloured birthday cake – or something – and the band pull off Parker’s various recorded parts with rewarding faithfulness, right down to those Ringo-on-ecstasy drum fills.
If Tame Impala’s next album makes it three out of three, we may yet need a bigger venue. Imagine a band that sounds like this becoming massive; it’s a strange thought, but apparently a possibility. Parker’s effect-laden vocals swirl and fill the Brixton Academy with ease, and soon he may have the world at his feet to go with all those pedals.
Rocksucker says: Four and a Half Quails out of Five!