Saturday, December 9
Pseudo Echo in 2017 is really just Brian Canham – lead singer, songwriter and guitarist. But his rent-a-bandmates look and sound the part, the twin keytar attack sells the look and feel of the band, 80s electric drums and a China-type cymbal giving the right rounded-edges to the synth sounds.
It’s a does-what-it-says-on-the-tin set, total nostalgic grab-bag, a short time but a good time – all the hits. Even, cheekily, slipping in a note-perfect cover of Send Me An Angel. Canham doesn’t even back-introduce it as being from fellow Melbourne chums, Real Life. But that’s the beauty of a one-hit-wonder perhaps. And you get the feeling that half the crowd buys it as an Echo original. But, hey, why not, they all ate up Funky Town back in the day, and you can bet that fuckall ever cared about that being a cover too.
And if we didn’t need the cover of Nutbush City Limits we got it anyway, but by then the vibe in the room was just fine because we’d already been Listening to so many great hits, fans loving the adventure – all but living in a dream…(etc).
They could have saved that for the encore. But no need, Canham knew he had the hits and the band had his back. The twin keytars continued to transport people to the 1980s and when Brian wanted to shred he totally nailed it, including a nice little nod to Prince on the set-closing extended version of Funky Town.
It makes no sense to piss and moan about anything that this wasn’t…
What it was, nostalgia, sure, was a perfect-length blast of excellently executed songs.
The audience got exactly what it wanted, the band delivered – possibly above and beyond, no real fat, nothing that needed trimming, and the aim was for a bit of fun. Canham’s voice was brilliant too. Spot on. DJ Bill-E carried on the vibe after with an ace selection of synth-pop and plenty of people stayed on to dance to new romantic, post-punk and 80s chart hits.