Skating, surfing, smoking pot, screamed at by cute girls and openly discussing the new trends of the black market. These elements all encapsulate the lifestyle and performance of wryly stereotypical Wavves frontman, Nathan Daniel Williams.

Supporting band, Sures, may have appeared to be quite young but that did not stop them from warming up the crowd. The Sydney four piece, produced vocal harmonies of pristine tonality heard on tracks such as “The Sun.” They may be one of those young, beguiling indie bands to keep an eye on in the upcoming months!

As the 20 minute time break lapsed, members of the audience characteristically pushed up against one another as they fought for a spot against the barrier. A rather anticipatory beginning was cultivated via the in-house playing of the X-Files theme. The San Diego surf-punk foursome dramatically elevated the tempo and intensity at Fowler’s by opening with the popular pot smoking tune, “King of the Beach.”

There was no doubting the sheer eagerness and vigour of the crowd, which saw a large majority of males, mosh and crowd surf for the entirety of the performance. Wavves truly lived up to their band reputation of being affiliated and enthusiastic promoters of the drug realm. Nathan Williams frequently questioned the crowd about the latest in Australian pills and filled us in on which substances he was currently experiencing. One had to only look as far as their guitarist, who vomited mid show on stage.

On the contrary, larger than life bassist Stephen Pope provided some much needed energetic presence. His big frizzy afro and shouted vocal lines became a highlight of Wavves’ somewhat predictive show.

A cover of Sonic Youth’s “100%” was certainly a crowd pleaser as the lyrics “I’ve been waiting for you just to say – He’s off to check his mind” resonated throughout the venue. Williams went on to proclaim his inner thoughts and beliefs in “Idiot”, whilst recent pop charter “I Wanna Meet Dave Grohl” enticed the mosh even further.

Wavves concluded their heated set with “Green Eyes” and the up-tempo, moshing favourite “Post Acid.” Its ferocious drumming along with its catchy lyrics and sing along chorus ensure it to be a prolific means to an end (as the band never bother performing encores). I was unfortunately missed their last gig here in Adelaide, which was performed at Rocket Bar, so comparisons could not be drawn. I was personally entertained throughout the show. However, this amusement I speak of was at times inclined by humorous behaviours within the crowd.

Nevertheless, Fowler’s was lucky enough to be struck by a wave. A wave which continues to attract a multifaceted genre of spectators. We drowned and were bathed in Nathan Williams’ tendency to create a musical state of delirium. Wavves certainly left the majority of us satisfied.