“Dear Mr Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us – in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.”
Yeah! Start a music review in 2015 with a movie quote from 30 years ago… Would you prefer some dolphin puns? Echo re-location? Call it a side-project or a supergroup – Dorsal Fins are a self-contained eisteddfod with a revolving door of muso’s including Saskwatch’s Liam McGorry and The Bamboo’s Ella Thompson. Stage right are the jazz combo in all their cool motherfuckery, opposite to the purest form of rock and roll: guitars, bass, drums. To the side (but never sidelined) are the synths and out front a distinct male and female vocalist.
At their strongest (the all-in round, shall we say) they are almost funk. For each track, the group break off into their little factions and two opposing parties either click or create fireworks. The 80’s infused stuff is the highlight of the night. Monday, Tuesday should have been on the soundtrack to The Breakfast Club while the walking bass of Heart On The Floor belongs in Beverly Hills with Axel Foley.
This was a great Friday night down at The Gaso with a lot of friends of the band in attendance to watch them launch the album. It felt like less of a gig than a private party, which for a band to connect with an audience, is what a gig SHOULD be.