Reviewed by Meghan Player
After selling out all three nights at the iconic Sydney venue, there was little doubt that the final night for LA punk heavyweights, The Bronx was going to be anything short of hectic.
Openers DZ Deathrays set the tone for the evening – brandishing their instruments like glorified weapons, as they punch out song after song of crippling noise. For a two-piece band, they sure can make some noise – and this translates perfectly for the growing crowd. Spontaneous dancing, fighting and flailing limbs erupt in the pit – warranting bemused looks from onlookers. If this is but a taste of what’s to come, then the Bronx are going to be one hell of a show.
As the imminent time approaches for the band to hit the stage, the room has well and truly reached it’s capacity. Punters crowd into corners, squeeze against walls and a rare crowd barrier to merely find the best vantage point for tonight. Without exaggeration, the room erupts as the band take to the stage, waves of moshing have already started and the energy in the room is unquestionable. Sydney is in for something special.
Kicking off with ‘Inveigh‘, the band run through a setlist that comprises a generous mix of old and new – each played with an inspiring amount of enthusiasm. ‘Style Over Everything’, ‘Six Days A Week’, ‘Ribcage‘ and personal favourite ‘Knifeman‘ make the cut tonight, delivered to a flat-out frenzy of crowd-surfing, moshing and generally just a bunch of sweaty punk dudes having one hell of a time.
The band themselves are tight as all hell, with frontman Matt Caughthran launching himself into the steady arms of the crowd on more then one occasion. “Will you offer your bodies to the Bronx?” he screams, before another sea of crowd-surfers catapult themselves across the room.
Undoubtedly, tonight was, for lack of a better word – epic. As the crowd tore the venue apart, it was impossible not to be caught up in the raw emotion, elation and aggression that the band itself possess – a rarity amongst so many sterile, one-dimensional live performances of late. The Bronx have the unquestionable ability to deliver one of the best live sets around, and stop at nothing to make sure their fans get what they came for – even if it means risking life and limb. Certainly, tonight won’t be forgotten in a hurry.