Words by Caleb Sweeting
Photos by Dylan Minchenberg
For a group that started their career playing “bad Rolling Stone covers”, Sydney five-piece The Preatures have matured into a band that is capable of selling out shows wherever they play. Friday night at Fat Controller was no different; those without tickets were turned away, having to stumble back up Bank Street for some antics down Hindley. Meanwhile the rest of us literally ran down the stairs in anticipation for witnessing a frontwoman who oozes charisma and has males and females starry-eyed at just the sight of her, Isabella “Izzi” Manfredi.
The night kicked off with up-and-coming Adelaide four-piece Electric Exiles – those unfamiliar with the band quickly bopped along to their Britpop sound – very impressive considering they've only been together for a couple of years. Frontman John-Paul James has “it”, demonstrating he has the moves to match the likes of Pete Townshend, swinging his arms and hips with 100% swagger. The release of their EP is one to look out for.
Next up local gal Hunt prowled onto the stage - wearing what looked like a black night gown - she was more than prepared to heat the place up before the main act. Pink lights and haze covered her eyes as she unleashed angelic vocals and dropped some poppy-synth numbers to an adoring crowd. There’s good reason why she was nominated for best female artist in the SA Music Awards.
The already sweaty crowd reached what felt like 100 degrees when The Preatures hit the stage – there was almost no room to move – so it was a surprise, when a punter bound to a wheelchair was rolled in after having four of his mates physically lift him (and his wheels) down the stairs!
Sydney’s The Preatures had the crowd swooning as guitarist Jack Moffitt began to strum the tangy guitar intro of "Somebody's Talking" – the tune the first of many incorporated into the set list from their 2014 debut Blue Planet Eyes. Fans sang along to the sweet and poppy vocals of lead singer Manfredi on the crowd-pleaser “It Gets Better”, which quickly changed from honey to gravel on songs like “Whatever You Want” and “Rock and Roll Rave”, that had the venue transform into a haven of heavy bass.
The chemistry between the band and the crowd was electric, as Manfredi leant over the barrier, not shying away from letting fans in the front row twirl her black pigtails... This was before dropping to the ground as if she was in her lounge room, while the band continued to play around her.
The icing on the cake was having The Preatures call close friends Bad//Dreems on the stage, “Come on up Baddies,” the band yelled as the Adelaide boys jumped up to the mic (acting as if they had no idea what was going on). Members of both groups becoming one as they belted out The Angels anthem, “Am I Ever Gonna See your Face Again”, which has become a welcome staple in their set list. Everyone joined in proving that no crowd in Australia can listen to the song without the infamous chant, No way, get fucked, fuck off!
The Preatures did the Doc proud, we definitely hope we see their faces in Adelaide again.