The Herald's coverage of Auckland's 2012 Laneway Festival continues with reviews of as many of the bands as we can.
Opossum, 12.30pm, Penny Lane Stage
Kody Neilson and Bic Runga make quite the cute couple on stage, what with him in the green poncho and she in the all black dress. The pair, along with a guitarist, swap instruments continuously throughout their half-hour opening set, and build up to create quite the racket by the end. With no album out yet, it's hard to pick up on melodies and choruses, but there's a sizeable crowd by the end, including many famous local faces, proving this year's Laneway is quite the place to be seen.
EMA, 1pm, Cherry Lane
"Is anyone here from Gore?" asked EMA's Erika M Anderson halfway through the band's main stage Laneway slot. Only one hand went up, but that didn't mean that no one else was appreciating EMA's 90s grungey drone, lyrical poetry and arthouse theatrics. EMA's from South Dakota but they're exactly the kind of band you expect to see at Laneway: Loud, obnoxious, alt-rock with plenty of attitude. Not sure where the Gore namedrop came from, but let's hope it's not the last time we see them here.
Cults, Penny Lane Stage, 2pm
Technical difficulties marred the first couple of tracks of Cults' highly anticipated set, but they soon sorted it out for a ferocious You Know What I Mean, a track that saw singer Madeline Follin unveil her inner banshee. The New York act's 60's influenced indie-pop could be called twee - kinda like New Zealand's own The Bruntettes - but with songs as catchy as Go Outside, Abducted and Most Wanted, there were more than enough head-nodding moments to fill the band's half-hour set. It warranted at least another 15 minutes, but this is one cult that isn't going away any time soon.
Yuck, 4.15pm, Penny Lane
The 90s are alive and kicking in Yuck, the British band who gave the now-packed Laneway crowd a dose of Smashing Pumpkins riffage, Dinosaur Jr drone and a healthy side dish of feedback squall. Walls was the set highlight, but they ended with a brilliant rhythm section blitz that had every child of the 90s smiling in delight. Yuck? More like yum.