Loon Lake - Cherry Lips (21/06/2012)
Loon Lake are great, and like many great things they hail from Melbourne. Well, technically they hail from regional Victoria, but who has heard of Tarrawingee? (It's near Wangaratta, for the record). They did relocate to Melbourne before finding the fifth and final member of their outfit.
The band consists of three brothers and two of their mates, and you get the feeling they just have a whole lot of fun doing what they do. When they supported Bluejuice at the Hi-Fi Bar earlier this year, it certainly looked like a party on stage. Their upbeat life-is-for-the-living attitude is infectious and rubbed off on the crowd.
In line with this feel-good, party persona, 'Cherry Lips' is a funky surf-pop gem with a simple but catchy electric guitar riff and vocal 'woos' that run down your spine and get your booty wiggling. It is the sort of tune that would fit ideally on a pre-drinking playlist – to listen to as the sun goes down, while sinking a few bevs with your bezzies. Indeed, the lyrics suggest this is exactly what the Loon Lake boys intend you to do: “it’s almost night time and you know that’s the right time to dance.”
So shake off your responsible cloak (and financial concerns), grab some mates and head out on the lash, Loon Lake style. It's what Victorians do best, after all.
Rebecca McCann
The band consists of three brothers and two of their mates, and you get the feeling they just have a whole lot of fun doing what they do. When they supported Bluejuice at the Hi-Fi Bar earlier this year, it certainly looked like a party on stage. Their upbeat life-is-for-the-living attitude is infectious and rubbed off on the crowd.
In line with this feel-good, party persona, 'Cherry Lips' is a funky surf-pop gem with a simple but catchy electric guitar riff and vocal 'woos' that run down your spine and get your booty wiggling. It is the sort of tune that would fit ideally on a pre-drinking playlist – to listen to as the sun goes down, while sinking a few bevs with your bezzies. Indeed, the lyrics suggest this is exactly what the Loon Lake boys intend you to do: “it’s almost night time and you know that’s the right time to dance.”
So shake off your responsible cloak (and financial concerns), grab some mates and head out on the lash, Loon Lake style. It's what Victorians do best, after all.
Rebecca McCann