Live Review: Sticky Fingers, ADKOB

26 October 2015 | 4:25 pm | Milly Mead

"It was a straightforward set and the boys punched out tune after tune for the heaving, sweaty mosh pit in front of them."

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Between a U.S. tour and an upcoming European tour, Australian misfits Sticky Fingers found themselves back on home soil with time to treat their local fans to a special one-off show at Enmore Theatre on Saturday night.

There was a last minute switch up of the schedule on the day as Aussie rockers The Delta Riggs were subbed out as support. However fellow Sydney-siders ADKOB swiftly stepped in to warm up the swelling crowd who were already pretty hot and buzzing with anticipation.

Then Sticky Fingers hit the stage, the Enmore was at maximum capacity and a riot of reggae-infused rock tunes and thrashing bodies ensued. Frontman, Dylan Frost, exploded on stage like a loose cannon as the band opened with the title track from their second album Land Of Pleasure. The five-piece outfit ran through tracks from their two albums, known and loved by the crowd chanting each lyric back at Frost.

A special mention preceded the performance of their most recent single Ghost Town, released earlier this month, which expresses their disdain regarding the state of Sydney nightlife due to lock out laws. "This one's for the bouncers," Frost rasped as they launched into the cover of The Specials' 1981 tune, customised with swaggering psychedelic Sticky riffs.

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It was a straightforward set and the boys punched out tune after tune for the heaving, sweaty mosh pit in front of them. The ground trembled as the crowd stomped and demanded an encore from the hooligans, to which keyboardist Freddy Crabs obliged by returning to the stage draped in a glorious kimono that was later discarded in favour of just his underwear. The band regrouped to close the night with Kiss The Breeze, leaving the Enmore with the promise of a new album and, in standard Sticky fashion, a guarantee that it's taken so long because "it's going to be fucking good." We don't doubt it for a second.