OSCAR KEY SUNG @ NEXUS

On a cold, miserable and rainy Friday night in Adelaide, three acts warmed up the stage at the Nexus Multicultural Arts Centre.

Words & Photos by Kellie Leaver


Locals’ Swimming opened the show to a small but attentive audience who had to be coaxed into coming closer to the stage. Swimming would provide the audience with the most instruments they would hear all evening. Melodic guitar laced with thumping bass made a congruent backdrop and the Schilling girls busted out a few moves, until the lead singer got so warm she had to take off her teal-coloured turtleneck. The toing and froing between vocalists and irregular drumming rhythm within songs spiked the audience’s interest and many silhouettes of heads could be seen bopping along. Banoffee and Oscar Key Sung stood supportively at the front of the audience.

 

Next, the sound machine that is Banoffee hit the stage in her blinding white Nikes. Banoffee’s quirky scats intertwined with her wide-ranging voice to the backdrop of bass drops got the audience grooving. Even a man with an impressive mullet and a girl with her arm in a sling joined the dance floor. Undeniably, Banoffee had a charming stage presence that extended from her charismatic chitchat with the audience to her silky vocals. She maintained the crowd’s full attention from start to finish; every ear and eye was fixated on her. Throughout the set there were a few hiccups with sound and tech, but Banoffee professionally laughed them off and unnecessarily took the blame, claiming she was “such a dingus”.  The crowd thought differently and energetically sang along to her final track of the night ‘Let’s Go To The Beach’.

 

When Oscar Key Sung reached the stage he was met with a doting crowd. Before he committed to performing though, he had a rather obvious on-stage stretching session.  This came to realisation later in the gig when he sprung into the mosh to join them in their somewhat animalistic dance routine, perhaps stimulated by the tribal noises sprinkled in his backing track. In stark contrast one girl slept in the corner and a noticeable amount of people exited. His vocals were unfailingly smooth and bounced sharply off the syncopated, dance-inducing pulses that weaved the set together. When Oscar performed ‘All I Could Do’ the crowd yet again transitioned into dance, making the gig feel more like a Friday club scene than a live music show.

 

Although many had departed early, when the lights turned on and the music turned off the audience remained, wanting more. For fans of Swimming, Banoffee and Oscar Key Sung the evening’s entertainment delivered exactly what they had hoped for.