REVIEW: Guttermouth @ The Patch
January 31, 2012 Leave a comment
(Words: Brendan Delavere)
Arriving at the Patch amidst pouring rain, hardcore punkers On Empty had wasted no time in serenading the rapidly forming crowd with their brash, fast paced punk rock. Tim Gundlach held down bass duties as well as dropping a few smart ass one liners, whilst recently acquired drummer, Tom Vanags, slotted in with the bands aggressive punk style. In a scene that never died, these guys are fresh breath that can only push on to bigger things.
Lower Coast Skies took the stage and while musically sound, their pop punk ditties grew somewhat tiresome. This was evident in the mass of people now occupying the bar areas. While some punters left the room, those who remained were treated to a swag of infectious pop punk tracks in the vein of MXPX, Bodyjar or Face To Face.
Storming the stage came local veterans, Topnovil, bringing their ‘oi-punk’ sound to the party. These guys have amassed quite a following in their fifteen year existence, and its easy to see why, this is Aussie punk rock at its finest. With a lack of set list, the lads launched into a set of tracks spanning their career, most notably were those tracks taken from their long awaited debut LP. Tracks such as Action Boy, Can’t Bring Me Down and closer The Fight garnered the most raucous response. With some huge supports announced this year, this four piece are in for massive year, which will serve to propel them to the forefront of the scene.
Guttermouth have been pushing the boundaries of pop punk for more than two decades now, and while majority of the band hold down a day job, their constant touring and work ethic have led them to become a household name in punk rock music. From the moment Mark Adkins took the stage, wine bottle in hand, the crowd erupted in a seething mass of bodies. The inclusion of rarely played; Hit Machine upped the energy in the room as Adkins launched himself amongst the swirling audience.
The in between song banter was just as fun as the songs themselves, with Adkins poking fun at punters earrings, dreadlocked hair, tattoos and anything else he could think of. Francis Reid was a powerhouse on the drums, and Dave Luckett’s fretwork was phenomenal in the short, fast slabs of chaotic punk.
Bringing the set to an abrupt close, the band dropped instruments and departed stage with not even a mention. And with that, this reviewer headed to the bar, happy in the fact of having just witnessed one of the funnest gigs the Patch has held.