It was a mild Saturday afternoon and all was set for a nice quiet game of bowls down at the Toowong Bowls Club. Some of the old regulars were polishing their bowls and getting ready to line up the jack, puzzled but unperturbed by the lack of fellow bowlers. Sadly for them, no one had told them that the Jack’d High circus was rolling into town and wouldn’t be leaving ‘til well into the wee small ours.
Things were kicking off at 5pm and by that time the Bowls Club was already overrun with punters ready to take advantage of the “attractive” drinks offers and the prospect of coming away with top prize in the eventual bowls comp. The outside tent was set up for some smooth and steady beats while indoors was going to be focusing on the slightly harder stuff.
Verner made his mark with some impressive hip hop beats that had a bevy of fans grooving in the evening light, but when the tent gave way to Dan Gavel the beats turned up a notch and had the green vibrating. The sun had truly set and in the light of the full moon the atmosphere was one of happily fuelled punters and enjoyable banter.
Ducking indoors and, despite having half the people appreciating his stellar form,Chappo had twice the bass pumping through the speakers. There was a nice balance of big beat rhythms with some juicy tech, and all came together in the form of a very crisp and inviting set.
The casual bowls continued well into the night; though perhaps without the same level of skill that had (mostly) been on display during the comp earlier in the night. IndoorsCosmo Carter had taken over the reigns and was inspiring some dangerously athletic dancefloor moves by some of the more “jovial” punters with his proficiently old school set. Despite the low numbers, the thin crowd that did remain had a similar energy to any up-for-it crowd you’d see in the Valley on a typical Saturday night.
Outdoors it was left up to Manuka to finish proceedings and it was done in style with some wonderfully laid back psy-inspired beats that really captured the mood of the evening. The dropping of Underworld’s Dark & Long emphasised this mood completely and was a perfect choice to capture the soul of the evening outdoors. It was a night of hard drinking, yes, but it was also a night to sit back, take in the beautiful evening, and enjoy the surrounds of people dancing to good music and others trying to bowl. The total lack of stress was not only reflected in the people who attended, but in the music itself.
The casual bowls continued well into the night; though perhaps without the same level of skill that had (mostly) been on display during the comp earlier in the night. IndoorsCosmo Carter had taken over the reigns and was inspiring some dangerously athletic dancefloor moves by some of the more “jovial” punters with his proficiently old school set. Despite the low numbers, the thin crowd that did remain had a similar energy to any up-for-it crowd you’d see in the Valley on a typical Saturday night.
Outdoors it was left up to Manuka to finish proceedings and it was done in style with some wonderfully laid back psy-inspired beats that really captured the mood of the evening. The dropping of Underworld’s Dark & Long emphasised this mood completely and was a perfect choice to capture the soul of the evening outdoors. It was a night of hard drinking, yes, but it was also a night to sit back, take in the beautiful evening, and enjoy the surrounds of people dancing to good music and others trying to bowl. The total lack of stress was not only reflected in the people who attended, but in the music itself.
That’s of course until you went back indoors where Digital Divide were closing the inside set-up with a bang. There was some premium house on display, which, if it had have been blasting out the speakers in any club in Brisbane, would have absolutely killed. All the elements were there for a quietly epic set; the floor getting into the dizzying heights of double figures by the end of the night, the smoke machine sputtering as best it could like heavy breaths on a Winter’s morning, the sound system struggling to keep up with the fine house that is being pumped through it.
Jack’d High had everything you’d ever need for a thoroughly good night out, a plethora of beats, beers, and bowls. Who could ask for more?
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