Words Anthony Moore.
Photos Adam Russ – Right Eye Media Australia.
There’s something that makes me feel youthful when hearing the name, They Might Be Giants. It could be that I first heard them when I was a lot younger, but I think it has more to do with their exuberance and enthusiasm. They bring a level of quirky excitement that most bands don’t and can’t, so finally getting to see them live for the first time made me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
There was a lack of needing to check ID’s on the way into the Forum due to, shall we say, the mature age of most of the punters going along to see They Might Be Giants. I include myself in that group, now unfortunately a couple of years on the wrong side of forty. After that was brought to my attention, it was perhaps reinforced a little more when the first band on looked old enough, or is it young enough, to be our children! Opening up the night was The Flying So High-Os; an acoustic guitar clad singer leading a three-piece that made me think of The Clouds and Frente with happy sounding songs about deeper subjects. They had chirpy melodies singing about love, loneliness and I think it was ‘grabbing a rock and beating two birds to death’. You know, the regular stuff. Their Facebook page has their genre as “Hard Folk” and I think that sits well, or maybe Emotional Pop.