Jet : Sydney Club ’77

Genius, really

Recent objects of one of the most almighty bidding wars in recent history, Jet are four spindly vagrants from Melbourne kitted out with thrift-store Led Zep t-shirts, flares and Gibson Flying V guitars. To kill time before the release of their debut single in the new year, Jet have obviously been taking primer courses in Big Dumb Riffs, interspersed with lunchtimes spent listening to ‘Exile On Main Street’ and Classic 70’s rock radio while smoking behind the bike sheds.

Now they’re just about whatever you want them to be – there’s guttural AC/DC howling on ‘Cold Hard Bitch’, barking garage rock with ‘Take It Or Leave It’ and raw-knuckled Kinks-isms on ‘Get What You Need’. Even gets a look-in with ‘Move On’ before cherubic second guitarist Nic takes the mic for ‘Are You Gonna’ attacking a riff lifted straight from Iggy Pop’s ‘Lust For Life’.

Add a dash of Aerosmith, a singing drummer and a malevolent cover of Elvis’ ‘That’s Alright’ and we’re certainly looking at something quite frightening here.

Genius, really. Jet are the sound of a monster truck dragging Gaz Coombes face-down through the mud with Ryan Adams strapped to the roof and Angus Young behind the wheel, and it is good. Not complicated. Not clever. Just pure rock’n’roll.

Alicia Brodersen