All the way from Sydney, PLANET brought with them a Tame Impala-esque psychedelic, dreamy pop-rock, All Saints shirts and…a cult following.
One member of the small, but admiring, audience, knew every word to every track. They must be doing something right. They are currently on a three-month long UK tour, culminating next week at Y Not.
This was their first festival in the UK, but you couldn’t tell. Still suffering from jet-lag and performing to a sporadic crowd in the rain, they eased into catchy shoe-gazer, Undermine, undeterred by the mass exodus before them.
Their set consisted of a number of head swaying tracks that wouldn’t be out of place playing through the stereos cruising down the Australian West-Coast in August.
Escaping a tag of ‘indie-pop’ that has been thrust upon them, they open many of their tracks with a 30-second jam that preludes the entrance of the lead singer’s Placebo sounding vocals. ‘Fuck yeah’ was the moniker announced by the band before they went into their final track of the evening, a catchy rock effort that didn’t sway too far from an Oasis mould. They are very likeable, and possibly a front-runner in the rejuvenation of accessible 90’s rock.
