There's an incredible electricity surrounding The Hi Fi tonight – the kind that can only come from a band who has provided the soundtrack to the misspent youths of the masses dropping into to town to say hello. British punk-electro duo The KVB open proceedings with a sound that's dark, grungey, and completely alluring. They've got a bit of a post-modern White Stripes vibe going on, except instead of sitting behind a drum kit, Kat Day unassumingly controls the beats from behind her synth and beat machine as Nicholas Woods shreds his guitar to her right. The sounds he's able to produce from the instrument are quite amazing and exciting to behold – the only negative comment that can come from this set is that their sound would probably be much better suited to a smaller venue, as the stage and room seem too big for their sound. That's not to say they shouldn't play to this many people, but a tighter space would have done wonders for the acoustics.

In between performances, you leave the venue for a quick cigarette break only to be met by the unmistakable smell of marijuana hanging in the air. Rock on I say. If there ever was a gig suited for such shenanigans, this is it. Back inside the venue there's a real sense of comradery amongst the crowd – perhaps because of the aforementioned recreational activities taking place, but more likely because of the collective sense of eager anticipation for what's about to come. As soon as Anton Newcombe, Matt Hollywood, Joel Gion (massive sideburns included) and the rest of The Brian Jonestown Massacre crew take the stage there is an uncontrollable sense of elation amongst these die-hard fans, who sing along to every word of opening tracks Whoever You Are, Got My Eye On You and Anemone. The good times keep rolling as the band proceed to knock out a carefully selected string of hits to please the largest number of fans possible, including Not If You Were The Last Dandy On Earth, Open Heart Surgery and Wisdom. The band are incredibly tight tonight, playing with a professionalism that can only come from the years of experience that have brought them to where they are today. With all this in mind, it is incredibly difficult to report that about three quarters of the way through the set, a sense of disappointment starts to set in. Yes, they do sound amazing, and it's a dream come true to see these icons standing mere meters away from you, however after a while it starts to feel like a bit of a hits parade, with very little setting this performance apart from listening to a recorded 'best of' collection. There's little to no audience interaction, no instrumental embellishments or standout solo moments, and you get the feeling that they're just going through the motions. In fact, there's more energy coming from the audience than what's seen on stage, with one daring fan lighting up a spliff inside the venue, and another opting for a quick bout of crowd surfing. Probably the hardest part to bare however, is the lack of encore despite desperate pleas from the audience. Now, a lot of major acts choose to refrain from encores and it's not offensive, however, it feels a little rude to have a man come on stage straight after the set and shoo us away, adding insult to injury.

It's understood that these comments are not going to sit well with a lot of people who were at the concert, as the energy of the evening was definitely that of awe and bewilderment for the most part, but that's what reviews are after all – opinions and perspectives.