METROPOLIS CITY, 21 JULY
Photos by Leteesha De Landgrafft
You know it’s going to be a great night when there’s already a massive line of fans waiting outside the venue before the support act even starts. As we shuffled our way through the doors of Metro City, the excitement in the air was contagious.
Perth’s very own Tired Lion kicked off the night. Front woman Sophie Hope’s sweet yet piercing vocals were paired with raw, angsty lyrics and growling guitar melodies. Hope’s vocal delivery appeared effortless, despite the power behind her voice. Each of the band members gave an energetic performance with plenty of hair swishing as they bopped along.
“This song was written in Perth after a one night stand with a jerk,” announced Hope, before ending the set with ‘Cinderella Dracula’.
Tired Lion kept the crowd’s excitement levels high and got them even more eager for the main act.
Foals entered a stage aglow with red lights and smoke. A robotic voice announced, “everything not saved will be lost” – the title of their latest album which explores the current political and environmental state of Britain and the world. The opening chords of ‘On The Luna’ began to play and the crowd cheered in anticipation.
I had high expectations for Foals, I won’t lie, but they somehow well and truly obliterated them. Their performance was packed with energy, excitement and adrenaline. Front man Yannis Philippakis’ howling vocals soared over gritty guitar riffs and syncopated beats. The crowd joined in with plenty of fast clapping, finger pointing and singing.
“Thanks for coming out tonight. I know it’s a Sunday… it’s going to be a ripper though,” said Philippakis.
Foals’ set was full of dancey, boppy numbers and an agreeable amount of old favourites. They made sure to play their classics, such as ‘Two Step, Twice’, ‘Red Socks Pugie’ and ‘My Number’. Foals also treated us to tracks from their latest instalment, including their dreamy tune ‘Sunday’, which was a highlight of their show for me. The inclusion of this song created a slower, chilled out yet uplifting moment, with the build up leaving the crowd feeling warm and fuzzy on the inside. Right after this track, it was straight back into their signature upbeat sound. Foals really knew how to get the crowd grooving, I’d never danced so much or so intensely at a gig before.
Foals sipped on beers and smoked cigarettes on stage. There were frequent but swift guitar transitions from the stagehands.
“I’m used to switching guitars that way so I keep looking left like a plonker,” said Philippakis in a strong British accent after one of the transitions.
Just when I thought we’d seen Foals at their most energetic, I was proven very wrong. The Oxford boys gave us everything they had left during the last quarter of the show. Philippakis strayed from the stage, becoming more daring each time, from crowd surfing to standing on top of the barrier at the front of the moshpit at one point.
The most memorable moment of the gig was when Philippakis ran out into the crowd during the encore and disappeared up a flight of stairs. He re-emerged on the first platform of the venue, which he’d earlier described as “some bonkers 80’s style wedding cake” with its multi-tiered structure. Philippakis played and continued to sing from the balcony, before setting his guitar aside and climbing over the railing. He then gave the audience a countdown, before jumping down into the crowd and trusting his fans would catch him. And thank goodness they did!
Thank you, Foals. Your performance was lively and exhilarating. It was one of those concerts where I had no time to think about anything else, I was fully immersed in the moment. What a ripper of a night indeed!