‘I’ll leave you with the cosmos,” Australian singer Kathryn McKee – or K Mak – whispers dreamily at the start of this ethereal but oddly muted gig. A globe of light emerges and vaguely spacey projections beam around the band as their electro-classical orchestration soars into life. From there, with no other interaction with the audience, the show struggles to gain much velocity.
Freeze any moment of this performance and the snippet of synth-infused symphony you catch will have an otherworldly beauty. But in the room, with the band squashed awkwardly against the back wall so as to be caught in the projection’s light, the energy is halting. The action feels untethered from the space we occupy together, neither party quite sure what to expect from or offer the other.
