AVICII @ MARQUEE SYDNEY (07/04/12): A REVIEW
Posted on April 10, 2012 by OneEightKevin
Although Easter is the time to celebrate the miraculous return of Jesus Christ, this year Sydneysiders were more concerned with the reappearance of Swedish DJ sensation Avicii.
Avicii caused an absolute ruckus the last time he played in Sydney, making ANZ Stadium reach capacity by late afternoon at Stereosonic 2011. Last month he played a closing set at Ultra Music Festival in Miami, and was given an introduction by none other than Madonna. If you ever need a reminder of how much of a useless sack of crap you are, just look at what this kid has accomplished at the tender age of 22.
As expected, Avicii‘s success hasn’t been without its fair share of criticism, with many haters questioning the authenticity of his work. With this being said, I really don’t give a shit. This is hum-along, hands-in-the-air house music that’s made for drunk chicks and party bros that would sell their left testicle for a one-way ticket to Ibiza. It’s not everybody’s cup of tea.
However, this show wasn’t just about Avicii. A significant amount of talk revolved around the venue – Sydney’s newest nightlife addition, the exclusive Marquee. Located at The Star, the club has already drawn performances from Afrojack, Will.I.Am, Jermaine Dupri and one of the big-haired goons from LMFAO in its first week.
A last minute decision to head to Avicii‘s show meant that we arrived at The Star as midnight approached. We weaved in between the poker and blackjack tables to get to the club, which was all very novel and exciting for me. I am probably the only Asian guy in Sydney who hasn’t gone on a 36-hour gambling bender at the casino. That’s because I’m always broke and I fucking suck at it. When we went to Las Vegas last year, I accidentally stood on six in a game of blackjack. Oops. However, we also met Vanilla Ice that night, which was undoubtedly one of the top three moments in my pathetic 22-year existence.
We arrived at the first set of doors and it shocked me that there were still people lining up at this hour. With no pre-sale tickets avaliable, reliable reports from a friend of a friend of some other guy said that queues were forming as early as 6:30 pm. This is indicative of the high demand for Avicii and the massive mainstream hype that Marquee has generated.
We were ushered to some special entrance away from the queue, and I knew that this entrance was the real deal because it was elegantly guarded by a soft, velvet rope. You just don’t fuck with anything that has a velvet rope in front of it. We were let into the venue by a couple of burly guys in black-on-black ensembles, and faced with eight other similarly-dressed security dudes with stern faces. Suddenly this felt like a funeral scene from a dodgy mafia flick or something. Regardless, we were all smiles as we scooted up the escalators towards the music.
We entered Marquee and I was immediately impressed with the quality of the sound system. Crystal clear mate. There were also VIP booths, leather couches, provocative dancers, glowsticks and a super-intense light show. It was all very much a spectacle that was set to impress, and boy did it work. Even if you don’t think that this is your scene, I would definitely reccomend checking it out. Very cool venue. We approached the bar for a few beverages, but subsequently retreated in shame as spirits were priced at a hefty 13 bucks each. After figuring out that a round of bourbons would mean living solely off Mi Goreng for the rest of the week, I decided to go the sober route so that I could write a thorough and comprehensive review of the show. Readers should be impressed by my journalistic professionalism.
Avicii took the stage in the early hours of the morning to a huge applause. No prizes for guessing what he opened with. As the sample from Levels took over the main room, the dancefloor filled to the brim and fistpumping reached dangerous levels of acceleration. Fade Into Darkness was infused with Florence and the Machine‘s You’ve Got The Love, and later Red Hot Chili Peppers‘ Otherside continued the crowd’s healthy vocal participation. Paying homage to fellow Swedish powerhouse Alesso, Calling, Raise Your Head and his take on David Guetta‘s Titanium were all dropped. Massive tunes. Tracks from Australian crews Pendulum and Empire of the Sun also pleased the crowd. Furthermore, Gotye‘s Somebody That I Used To Know was worked into yet another rendition of Levels, and I got the feeling that this dude could’ve dropped Levels twelve times in a row and still got the same reaction. It’s a fairly safe set of sing-a-longs and stadium anthems from Avicii, but nevertheless a very enjoyable collection of club-catering house and electro.
After Avicii concluded we went and hit the blackjack tables until 4:30 am. The less said about these couple of hours, the better.
Judging from tonight’s massive turnout, Marquee will have no problems pulling crowds through its swanky doors. It’s definitely an experience that sets itself apart from Sydney’s usual grubby club scene, and probably suits alot of the older punters too. Avicii showed why he’s one of the biggest names in electronic music today, keeping the crowd thoroughly entertained throughout his set. I’m predicting that a few people went to Easter Sunday mass with some sore heads after this one. Also, I’m a little cut that I didn’t get a glowstick. With Swedish House Mafia‘s recent takeover of Future Music Festival, Avicii‘s triumphant return at Marquee and Alesso‘s incoming appearance at Creamfields, it seems that Australia is undergoing a blue and yellow invasion that shows no signs of slowing down.