The Forum, July 23
What do you get when you put a bunch of introverts in a faux-baroque theatre on a night of sleet-like rain and immerse them in a Californian summer? Tycho at the Forum on Tuesday night. And it turns out the making of chillwave is serious business.
Scott Hansen, aka Tycho, brought a Tom Cruise-like intensity to the manufacture of his – at times – ambient tunes. Even by gigs end, Hansen’s button-up shirt was better pressed than what most can manage for a job interview. Not a hair on his head was out of place.
For the first quarter of the show he, Billy Kim and Zac Brown swapped roles on electric guitar, bass and synths – with Rory O’Connor on drums – as the electronica outfit dipped into their back catalogue. Behind them was a wall of slow-motion visuals – water washing over rocks, surfers riding waves.
Befitting The Forum’s original role as an ‘‘atmospheric cinema’’, the experience was like something MIFF might dish up, if the film festival decided to get really experimental. Then a moment which would divide devoted fans: Hannah Cottrell took to the stage. Suddenly Tycho had a front person and, ugh, vocals as Cottrell sang the new stuff.
Personally, I liked the almost poppy structure she brings to Tycho’s latest album Weather, her swagger and sultry stage presence. It was Cottrell’s dreamy voice I woke up with in my head on Wednesday morning.
But – perhaps in a nod to fans who better like the old stuff – she was only on stage for three songs before melting back into the shadows.
Then the visuals went psychedelic, the boys picked up their intensity.
On another night, to another crowd, this might have been the part where people danced. Even in the very front row, though, barely a head was nodding. Our punters were having a good night, they were just being very chill about it.
Cottrell re-emerged for the last song, which finished at 10.50pm on the dot. Then, before the crowd could even demand it, the band was back for a two-track encore and we were all done by 11pm, as scheduled.
Tycho pulled off the whole relaxed affair with metronomic precision.
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