On tonight’s line up are four young, hotly discussed and justifiably hyped bands ready to wave the flag for the new generation of emo. Cardiff’s show sold out last, which could connote a lack of desperation to see Moose Blood. Wrong. From the offset, the crowd for the evening emit an excitement and anticipation that every single member of the audience feels; each individual prepared to prove their worth to the fanbase, prepared to scream their heart’s out to the soundtrack of the greatest gig of their lives.
Luca Brasi open up with an unconventional but likeable mix of raw but mellow punk rock vocals and clean, pop punk guitar tones. Travelling from down under to be in the UK, today’s newcomers give a lively performance with non-existent nerves to show that across the word, their well established career and fanbase exists too. Britain, pay attention.
It’s been a week since the Blackpool’s own, Boston Manor,’s debut album was released and their desperation to perform these tracks is apparent, but in the best way possible. From mini guitar spins instigated by the chorus of Lead Feet, endless jumping in Gone and Laika, and contagious emotion sprawled across their faces, they play the set of their lives. Adoring fans proudly sing whilst new admirers stare with curiosity. If anyone didn’t know who Boston Manor are today, they’re definitely not going to forget tomorrow.
Going for a calmer, composed direction are American four-piece, Turnover. They wear a look of both pride and grace on their faces. Price for having been the band that, two years ago, took tonight’s headliners out on tour to open for them and grace for happily being the supporting act tonight. There’s zero animosity, making Turnover’s set feel even more genuine. Descriptive and poetic lyrics heard in Cutting My Fingers Off combined with whimsical note pairings in Humming is what sets the band aside from the rest of the lineup. Placing Turnover here was a smart decision. Their composed demeanour means fans have fully rested for the return of Moose Blood.
Some of the most indicative signs that a headlining act is about to play are the lights dimming immediately followed by deafening cheers. Tonight follows this structure. Pastel’s melodious guitar chords acts as a command to the fans to immediately give away their energy, which, they’re more than happy to do. Crowd surfers’ bodies fly over the barrier like turbulent tide. Glow is the biggest villain for this, drowning the security with baggy band t-shirts and sweaty hair.
The newer songs are just as well received to the crowd as ones from their debut album. Despite only being two years old, Boston and Pups sound nearly nostalgic, in a memorable way. Being played next to Sway and Sulk shows us the already huge journey that Moose Blood are on and the progression they’ve made as a new band to ‘emo’. But solidifying this is a mute Eddy Brewerton in their performance of Cherry, his singing overtaken by the loud but emotional singing from fans. He often doesn’t say a lot in between songs. Nor does he really need to. But a faultless performance and an incredibly subtle quiver heard in his ‘thank you’ says all that there needs to be said.
Moose Blood need to buckle up and sit tight. They’re in for a big ride and this part of the ride is just the mere beginning.