First up for the evening were Angels of Gung-Ho – not the extras from an early Jackie Chan flick as the name might suggest, but boy, these guys still pack quite a punch and would be rather enjoyed by yours truly on the soundtrack of any martial arts film. Sweeping through their set in a colourful and engaging display of well placed lights, plaid shirts and some clever musical dexterity, the five-piece played hot new tracks off their first release, Fire in the Sea, including the popular Electrify Me. The availability of their debut EP on this very night was then pointed out to fans, both current and would-be before the Angels departed – but not before copies of the EP were scattered over and off the merch desk, punters eager to remember the catchy tunes of the local rockers well after the show was over.
Flagged by the stunning old school backdrop of the cover of their debut album, Sumo (which dare we say, was traditionally old, borrowed and eerily blue too – we later found out it came from one of the members’ parents’ homes; (onya Nan and Pop!), The Superjesus took to the stage with a classic track, Dead Ended. For a return gig in the small town of Adelaide, where no part of the floor was visible amongst the swaying bodies and where a video crew and several photographers struggled to fit around the surging fans, the welcoming home for Superjesus was overwhelmingly upbeat – an awesome sign for what frontwoman, Sarah McLeod recalled as their first show in ten long years.
The come back to their [musical] Adelaide family was made possible by drummer Paul Berryman’s arrival on Australian soil and it was clear the energy the four-piece had shared for so long had never disappeared; more like a dormant volcano biding its time to do what it does best. The Superjesus blasted away any critics who swore the one-off show was just for the money and once more poured the warm, hot heart and soul of the music that shot them to fame a decade ago. Hammering out more fan favourites like Stick Together, I’m Stained, Gravity, and Secret Agent Man to the joyous sound of a crowded house, McLeod agreed that the thrill of seemingly going back in time between the walls of the Gov was fucking cool. Having too much fun together or not, the festivities carried on, reaching an all time high when it was announced that it was McLeod’s birthday.
While Sarah McLeod’s joking promise to come back [to Adelaide] when she turns 60 years of age to do it all again was in the spirit of the moment, and perhaps a bit too adventurous for the time, if there was one thing that their one off performance proved, it was that The Superjesus may have been underestimated when they first began, and too over their long hiatus, there is no doubting that they were back that night with enough fuel to keep the fire burning for many more years. And as for me and my thoughts – Sarah McLeod rocks the dark pixie cut now, but given her changeable style over the time as frontwoman of three bands and respected musician and personality in her own right, I personally reckon she’d rock a fierce grey bob. Only time will tell!
Review by Rebecca Grant
Photos by Supernova Photographics - full gallery can be seen here.