Vulnerable and unapologetic, Siobhan Cotchin presents her heart to listeners through the five tracks that make up her latest EP, Redemption Arc. That heart’s clearly been stomped on, but Western Australia’s rock ‘n’ roll cowgirl reminds us that it’s still beating through her powerful music.
Redemption Arc sees Siobhan in the aftermath of a devastating breakup, trying to make sense of her loss and forge a path forward. She says the songs explore “the fight to become better – not perfect, not fixed, but real.” The tracks are brutally honest and although they’re introspective, the flaws and insecurities Siobhan reveals are so relatably human that I connected with them instantly.
The opener, “Ghost of Us,” speaks to the confusion so many of us have felt when a lover seems to go cold without warning. “The Truth Always Comes Out” perfectly encapsulates the frustrating cycle of being let down, then reeled back into the relationship only to be disappointed all over again. My heart broke for the self-loathing in “Redemption Arc,” a result of hearing the negative messages from the wrong partner for too long. “I’m Not Finished Yet” strikes another powerful blow as Siobhan wrestles with her head and heart. “Consolation Prize” offers a moment of quiet reflection. With just her voice and an acoustic guitar, Siobhan reflects on the relationship lost and what she’s left with. However, with any redemption arc, there needs to be a triumphant end. For Siobhan’s EP it comes with the blues-rock closer, “Overdrive.” Listening to this anthemic track, you know that even if things aren’t OK for Siobhan right now, in time they will be.
Redemption Arc is a powerful release from one of Australia’s most compelling female voices. It’s out now. Next up she’ll support Rob Thomas on his two shows in Boorloo/Perth. Catch them both at the Perth Convention and Exhibition Centre on October 24 and October 25.
When I saw Billy Ocean for the first time in 2023, I wrote “Now I’ve discovered how good he is live, I can only hope that he’s got a few more tours left in him.” I raved so enthusiastically about that concert my mum said she’d love to see him next time he was in town. So on Tuesday, we headed to Eora/Sydney for a girls’ night out.
As with the last tour, Billy partnered with an emerging artist with an impressive collection of originals. Western Australian artist Jason Ayres came armed with plenty of charm and an easy blend of rock, folk, pop, country, and blues. His bio cites John Mayer, Ryan Adams, and Keith Urban as influences, which makes total sense when you see Jason live. He’s got a similar earnestness about him. While he’s quick with a smile for the crowd, you know he’s serious about his craft. His originals are very good, but he also sweetened the deal with stellar covers of Cher’s “Bang Bang” and Chris Isaak’s “Baby Did a Bad Bad Thing.” I wasn’t sure how his set of largely originals would go down with the crowd here for a nostalgic show, but I needn’t have been concerned. By the final song, they were enthusiastically clapping along to the beat, totally unprompted. You can’t ask for more than that.
I must admit, I felt a little sense of déjà vu seeing Billy. He opened with the same three songs as the last tour: “One World,” “Love Really Hurts Without You,” and “Nights (Feel Like Getting Down).” While the set has changed a little – “There’ll Be Sad Songs (To Make You Cry)” was a notable omission this time around and “Stay the Night” and “Daylight” are new inclusions – essentially what you get when you see Billy is the greatest hits show every time. And honestly, you can’t be mad at that.
Billy’s songs are fantastic and he performs them with such joy that it’s a pleasure to bask in his aura. I’m not sure I’ve seen many artists who take such clear delight singing songs they wrote decades ago. He tours relentlessly, he’s performed them countless times, yet his genuine smile never wavers. He’s authentically grateful to the crowd who lets him do this and he wants to give back, whether it’s with those still impressive vocals or a little shimmy and shake as he dances across the stage with more confidence than most 75-year-olds would. And they love him back, rushing the stage near the end to dance along to hits like “When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Gets Going” and “Caribbean Queen.” Being amongst such a rapturous crowd enjoying songs like that is just such good pure fun.
While Billy Ocean didn’t reinvent the wheel with this concert, he didn’t need to. He gives the people what they want, singalong hits delivered exceptionally well with a healthy dose of charm and joy. You can’t ask for more than that.
The word legend is bandied about far too freely in the music industry for my tastes. Very few deserve the title, but the crowd at the Enmore Theatre last night knew the man they came to see was one of those rare talents. You could feel the energy crackling through the air, that certain something that told us we were in the presence of greatness. That man, the myth, and the legend was the one and only George Clinton.
While the tickets told us the show started at 8, Kiwi band Drax Project were already lighting up the stage as we found our seats. I became an instant fan, impressed by their easy blend of soul, funk, and pop and youthful energy. Shaan Singh’s vocals gave me chills and his saxophone skills were the cherry on top. Watching him vibe with his bandmates was such a thrill. Apparently George Clinton and his crew have been so impressed by Drax Project’s sets that they’ve given them a little more time each night. The extended set gave them the opportunity to road test new material, which the crowds lapped up. I can’t remember the last time I heard an audience cheer when a band announced they’d play fresh originals. Being amongst such receptive music lovers hearing such incredible music was a joy.
After such an explosive opener, my expectations were sky high but if anyone could meet them it’s a legend like George Clinton, the Grandmaster of Funk. From the moment he took the stage with Parliament Funkadelic, the show was a total vibe. George was there in glitzy regalia, encouraging us all to put our hands in the air. His granddaughter Patavian Lewis was blowing bubbles and dancing up a storm in heels I could never contemplate walking in. The horns were tight, the vocalists were incredible, and I was living!
Sustaining that energy isn’t easy, but George and his crew somehow managed to keep the crowd in that rapturous space throughout their funktastic set. Big hits like “Flashlight” and “Atomic Dog,” fittingly saved for the final medley, were highlights, along with a delightfully unexpected cover of House of Pain’s “Jump Around,” but as with Drax Project the crowd lapped up everything this colourful crew delivered.
I didn’t get to see George in his prime, but no doubt he’s slowing down a little these days. There was a chair conveniently placed on the stage for him to rest whenever he needed. He’d take a moment to gather his breath before moving back to the front of the stage and continuing to give it his all. His vocals are limited these days, but he surrounds himself with exceptional singing talents, taking on the role of the captain overseeing a super-talented ship. On a personal note I was thrilled to see Uche, who I cheered on during American Idol in 2019, is now a part of Parliament Funkadelic. His exceptional vocals and dance moves, which the judges sometimes criticised for being too much, are perfect for a show like this. But every member of Parliament Funkadelic was exceptional.
Last night’s George Clinton show was like nothing I’ve ever experienced. It was a total vibe. I feel privileged to have spent a few hours basking in the aura of George Clinton and the incredible musicians he gathered for us on this Aussie tour.
As the working week winds down, I’ve found myself looking for a comfort listen. The kind of music that would wrap around me, nurture me, and help carry me through to quitting time. I found just what I was seeking with Always Here, the beautiful debut EP from Anaiwan Country/Armidale trio OhMaSoul.
As their name suggests, OhMaSoul make music that speaks to the heart. Vocalist Jemimah Hiscox has one of the best neo-soul voices I’ve heard in some time, pure and effortless, with a beautiful freedom that soars as it plays with the melodies. You can almost hear the energy crackling between Jemimah, keyboardist James Brinkhoff, and drummer Thomas Hogarth. They might be just releasing their debut, but this is a trio that understands one another intimately.
Neo-soul and jazz are often closely linked, and OhMaSoul fuse these genres beautifully. The EP opens with the title track, a gentle ballad which shows just how special the blend can be. “What Is This” is a little more progressive, with a melody that keeps listeners on their toes. “My Cup” is straight-up neo-soul, a track that gives these three performers space for creativity and connection. It feels so natural, almost unrehearsed, like a beautiful jam session has been captured. “Rollin” sees OhMaSoul at their funkiest and most upbeat. It’s a sunny spot before OhMaSoul shift back to a quieter space with the poignant closer, “Whisper.”
Always Here is a testament to the talent of this rising trio. It’s an independent release, so it doesn’t have the big-budget backing of a major label, but it sounds incredible. While mixing and mastering from Australian jazz guitar great Jim Kelly no doubt plays a part, the natural talents of OhMaSoul are what really shine through.
Always Here is out now. OhMaSoul will play the following local shows in the coming months to support its release:
When people heard that I was heading to the Mayday Parade, Jack’s Mannequin, and Home Team show the day after returning from Japan they said I was crazy. But I’ve always believed you can sleep when you’re dead. And considering I love Jack’s Mannequin so much that I’m heading to the United States to see them on the Holiday from Real cruise in February, there was no way on earth I’d miss seeing them so close to home!
Running on pure adrenaline, I was psyched for this incredible triple bill. I wasn’t really familiar with The Home Team, but they quickly won me over with their energy and genre-bending sound. They’ve definitely got pop-punk at their core, but they know how to rock hard and bring some dance-funk into the mix. It’s such an unusual blend, but I was definitely here for it. Brian Butcher is one of the most charismatic frontmen I’ve ever seen. I could barely take my eyes off him, which is saying something considering the moves that guitarist John Baran and bassist Ryne Olson delivered. All without missing a note! Formed in 2013, The Home Team are one of the newer acts on the pop-punk scene. Brian seemed in awe of the moment, marvelling that their music has taken them to Australia and noting that their gigs back home are much smaller. They’ve definitely got the goods to play those big stages though. Their 10-song set was more generous than most afforded to opening acts, but I was entranced from start to finish. I’d see them again in a heartbeat.
Seeing how much time The Home Team had only made me more psyched for Jack’s Mannequin. It’s always a gamble to attend a show when you love the support act more than the headliner. You can easily be shortchanged. But I was treated to an hour of fantastic music from this band that means so much to me. I wasn’t there when Jack’s Mannequin had their time in the sun. Andrew McMahon’s music was a pandemic discovery for me, one that brought a rainbow of colour during a really dark time. So this was my first opportunity to see him in full-band mode and I relished it.
It was a totally different show than the stripped-back Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness one I saw in February 2023. While Andrew excels behind a piano, I loved watching him prowl around the stage and move into the audience to feed off their energy (no photographic evidence because he moves fast!). Seeing his connection with his bandmates filled my heart. The set list was also fire, featuring personal favourites including “Bruised,” “Dark Blue,” and one of the songs that hit me hardest during the pandemic, “Swim.” I know I’m biased when it comes to this band, but my friend Lisa, who is far less familiar with their music, leaned over to me during the set and said, “They’re fantastic!” Yes, they are. If it were possible, I’m even more excited about my US trip after Saturday’s set.
Understanding my love for Jack’s Mannequin and the travel fatigue I was fighting, Lisa asked me whether I wanted to stay for Mayday Parade. But I never considered leaving. Not for a second. While most of the crowd here no doubt discovered these bands in their adolescence, I’ve been on a bit of a pop-punk/emo kick in recent years that’s seen me diving into a lot of the fabulous music that wasn’t quite mainstream in this country including this band’s back catalogue. It’s a bold move for any act celebrating their 20-year anniversary to open up with a 2025 single, but the rapturous response to “By The Way” showed this crowd was up for anything. And that’s what they gave us, a set that took twists and turns as it celebrated all that makes Mayday Parade such a fantastic act. I was thrilled to hear my personal favourite “Jersey” come out early. As it wasn’t released as a single, I didn’t expect them to play it, but I lost my mind when they did. Along with the deep cuts, Mayday Parade also made sure to celebrate favourites like “Oh Well, Oh Well” and “Anywhere But Here.”
High-energy moments were contrasted with stunning emo ballads like “Miserable at Best” and “Terrible Things.” While they sounded beautiful, I wish they didn’t see lead singer Derek Sanders move to the back corner of the stage to play piano. He was totally obscured by the speakers from my seats on the left. And while I know it’s not very punk to sit at a rock show, I can’t recall another show where the lead singer spent any considerable time hidden away near the back of the stage.
When we did see Derek, he was incredible. I loved watching him jump around with such feeling, vocals never faltering despite his high-octane performance. He also seemed overcome with the emotion of the occasion, noting that Australian cities are among the band’s top markets for new material. I felt privileged to be amongst this crowd who continue to support this band. “Jamie All Over” was the predictable closer, but even though I knew it was coming I had such fun rocking out to it.
I came out of Saturday’s concert without the small shred of voice that I had been hanging on to. It still has not returned. I crashed out in record time once my head hit the hotel pillow. When people said I was insane to even contemplate going to the gig so soon after my overseas adventures, they were probably right. But I would do it all again, because it was incredible. Mayday Parade, Jack’s Mannequin, and The Home Team have just two shows left in Australia. If you’re on the fence, trust me: buy the tickets.
We all need a little sad girl music every now and again, right? If you agree, wrap your ears around The Five Stages of Grief, the gorgeous new EP from Joan & The Giants.
This is a really personal collection of songs which explores the end of the nine-year relationship between frontwoman Gracie Newton-Wordsworth and the band’s former guitarist Aaron Birch. Gracie wrote some songs on her own and some songs with Aaron as they attempted to process their feelings.
Gracie isn’t afraid to lay her emotions bare here. The lyrics are raw, revealing sorrow, anger, and eventual acceptance and she moves through the grief of her relationship breakdown. Bandmates Riley Sutto and Liam Olsen take on gentle supporting roles, ensuring Gracie’s lyrics and voice shine brightest.
The Five Stages of Grief is a powerful snapshot of a relationship breakdown and what comes next. It’s out now. Thankfully Joan & The Giants have plenty to look forward to with sold-out shows supporting The Fray and their own headline tour on the horizon.
You know you’re in good hands when The VANNS release music. All That’s In My Head is album number three, a killer collection of songs which prove they’re one of the best rock bands on the local landscape.
The Yuin Nation/South Coast act recorded this one across two full-on two-week recording sessions in London and Woolyungah/Wollongong. You know what they say about pressure creating diamonds though. That concentrated effort gives this album a focus and clarity which is so compelling. It sucks you in from the opening guitar riff of the single “Accomplice” and doesn’t let go. I love the way this band produces such easy listening rock music that has such tension and intensity simmering just below the surface. Jimmy Vann’s in fine voice, rising to the occasion of the gruelling recording sessions alongside his bandmates. After 10 years together they work together like a well-oiled machine, creating fantastic music that sounds effortless.
Keep listening and you’ll soon realise this album has a lot more than the singles on offer. That slick bassline on “Golden Eyes.” Those massive chords that wake you up from the cruisy coastal rock vibes and force you to pay attention to “For God’s Sake.” The yearning dripping from Jimmy’s vocals in “In and Out.” And so it goes. There’s something special about every one of these songs, and the more you listen the more you find to appreciate.
When I tell people that The VANNS are one of the best rock acts on the scene, I still get blank stares from my contemporaries, so I’m going to say it again: The VANNS are one of the best rock acts on the scene. All That’s In My Head cements their reputation with its blend of energetic bangers and sombre, sensitive moments, all delivered with exceptional musicianship and heart.
All That’s In My Head is out now. The VANNS will take these songs on the road in the back half of the year and through to 2026, but venues are selling fast so don’t procrastinate to get your tickets.
Boorloo/Perth born, Nashville-based singer-songwriter Felicity blew me away with her recent single “I’ll Have What He’s Having.” Now that I’ve had an opportunity to listen to her sophomore EP 4PM in the Morning, I’ve discovered that was no fluke. It might be a little early to call it my favourite EP of the year, but it’s certainly a contender.
Felicity has such a strong voice, in every sense of the word. Her tone is incredible, unique and instantly identifiable. Her lyrics toe the line between personal and universally relatable. She’s quirky, but it’s no gimmick. She’s a true original, creating a space where listeners feel comfortable revelling in their own weirdness. I’m not sure I’ve felt this passionate about a female artist since I discovered Tori Amos and Alanis Morissette in the 90s. I’m aware of what a massive call that is, but honestly, Felicity is that good.
With 4PM in the Morning, Felicity shows listeners what a force she is. Its gentle acoustic opening promises sweetness and light, but Felicity quickly dispels those illusions with the caustic lyrics of “Bad Waste of Good Oxygen.” It’s very tongue-in-cheek, mostly, but incredibly cathartic, especially when those massive electric guitar riffs kick in. Felicity moves from taking aim at the wrong partner to herself with the single “I’ll Have What He’s Having.” If you didn’t listen already, here’s your reminder that this is one of the best songs you’ll hear all year.
After two upbeat indie pop numbers, Felicity shows a softer, more vulnerable side with “Half Sad.” This dreamy lo-fi ballad unfolds in a kind of anti-depressant haze, giving us a moment to catch our breath while connecting even more with this incredible artist. “Denver Airport” may be my favourite song on this EP. It’s a plaintive cry for love, no holds barred, totally stripped bare in the way someone can be only when they know they’ve got nothing left to lose. It’s so rare to hear someone so raw on a recording. Don’t be surprised if you’re wiping tears away by the end of this one.
“Carnivorous Butterflies” seems like a relatively subtle way to end such an impactful EP. But if you measure a song just by powerhouse vocals and big instrumentation, you’re missing the point. By stripping things back, Felicity lets her poetic lyrics shine. In case you missed it before, this track leaves no doubt that her songwriting is top notch.
I can’t say enough positive things about 4PM in the Morning. Just go listen. You can thank me later.
You know what they say about the best things coming to those who wait? Fans have been waiting years for Walyalup/Fremantle act Lloyd & The Leftovers to drop their debut album, and now their patience has been rewarded with the release of Spin the Wheel.
This album is the very best of indie-folk/alt-country. People might use the term Americana to describe the sound, and it certainly sits neatly alongside music from artists like Nathan Rateliff, Jason Isbell, and Ryan Adams. But there’s also something distinctly Australian about the twang in Luke Giglia-Smith’s vocals and the stories he tells. Music this great isn’t meant to sit in a box though. It’s meant to be felt, experienced, embraced.
Many artists bring out their heavy hitters early, but I appreciate the way Lloyd & The Leftovers let this album creep up on listeners. The opening number “Fruit and Wine” is such a gentle summery song that you might miss its easy charm if you’re not listening closely. The band kicks things up with “Kaarta Koomba,” but even with this song they seem reluctant to show all their cards. For me, the album really hits its stride with the third track, “Listen to Invalidate.” There’s such a beautiful, quiet power about it. It took my breath away from the first listen, but still makes an impression on me. With “Something Rainproof,” the band again shows the power of stillness.
With “Breathe Says the Sign,” Lloyd & The Leftovers seem to turn the dial up a notch and embrace a full-band sound rather than performing like a solo act. For me, that’s when this act resonates most. The harmonies are exquisite and the instrumentation is layered enough to make an impact without overshadowing the exceptional songwriting. Quieter numbers like “Cowboy” and “Twice in a Day” never fade into the background because the rich instrumentation and beautiful backing vocals support Luke Giglia-Smith’s voice so superbly.
Lloyd & The Leftovers saves some of its biggest songs to the back end of this album. Singles “Tried It On Tuesday” and the title track lose none of their potency here.
Spin the Wheel offers such a rich, rewarding listening experience. Lloyd & The Leftovers make exceptional indie-folk music and deliver it with heart. From quiet introspective moments to crowd-pleasing upbeat numbers, this album has it all and then some.
Lloyd & The Leftovers will launch Spin the Wheel tonight at Clancy’s Fish Pub in Walyalup/Fremantle. Get your tickets now from OzTix.
For not the first time last night, I found myself marvelling at how lucky the Darkinjung Country/Central Coast community is to have a venue like Avoca Beach Theatre. It’s a place that champions not just live music, but original Australian music. It’s an intimate venue, one where you can go to hear artists with an audience who respects what they’re doing. Even in the support act, you won’t hear a peep, unless of course the artist encourages us to sing along. Only occasionally will you see someone raise their phone to capture a photo, but then it’s put away as they give themselves over to the music once more. You rarely see people getting up mid-set to head to the bar. They’re too busy being in it. The older I get, the more annoyed I become at all those things that take me out of the music and the more I appreciate venues that let me revel in it.
I can’t imagine seeing a show like last night’s gig anywhere else, and I’m glad I don’t have to. Mark Crotti opened the show with an incredible set of gentle acoustic folk that had us all hanging on his every word. He could be hilarious one moment, but then make our hearts break with songs like “Half a Cup of Tea” and “Paint Me.” Ordinarily, I don’t remember the songs that support acts sing, even when I enjoy them, so that tells you something about how incredible they were. I’m an instant fan.
Mark Wilkinson is one of those artists I’ve appreciated for many years, but never managed to see live. Falling for his latest album Wild and Hunted Things gave me the push I needed. Now I’m wondering why it took me so long. His voice has always drawn me in, but I think it’s better in person. It filled the hushed room, wrapping around us all like a warm hug. He performed many songs I didn’t know, but it didn’t matter. In a venue like this, where everyone is so quiet and respectful, I could hear every lyric. It was the perfect introduction, and a timely reminder that I need to dig a little deeper into his discography. He gave us a couple of covers: a stripped-back version of Roxette’s “It Must Have Been Love” that made me appreciate the lyrics in a way I never have before and a killer rendition of Bruce Springsteen’s “I’m on Fire.” When people talk about artists making songs their own, they’re talking about what Mark does.
Mark spent most of his time on the acoustic guitar, but also ventured over to the piano for a few songs. He said he was nervous about playing this instrument for us, but honestly, these songs were probably my favourites. What a well-rounded talent he is.
Even though we were all out on a Thursday night, no one seemed in a rush to go anywhere. When Mark told us he’d play an extra song in his encore, we were thrilled. Any excuse for us all to stay in the moment, revelling in such beautiful music a little longer.
When you intend to see an artist for some time, there’s always a risk they might disappoint you. But I can’t imagine a better night, seeing Mark playing songs from his latest album, with Mark Crotti on support, in such a special venue, with a good friend keeping me company. I’m so thrilled I got to experience it. Mark Wilkinson continues his Wild and Hunted Things tour with Mark Crotti on Saturday night in Mulubinba/Newcastle. Limited tickets are available for most of the remaining shows:
