Step into the shadows and embrace the night at The GLOOMING - An Evening of Dark Sounds. What began as a humble collaboration between like minded spirits has blossomed into an annual ode to the ethereal, the eerie, and the DIY ethos.
Alternative events agency BasketofHammers and independent record label 4000Records proudly present four captivating acts hailing from the depths of southeast Queensland.
Join us for an evening of introspection, exploration, and sonic enchantment as we embrace the darkness and celebrate the power of independent music to transport us to otherworldly realms.
7:30 // Doors
8:00 - 8:30 // Edith Thomas Furey 8:50 - 9:30 // Locust Revival 9:50- 10:30 // Diaspora the Explorer 10:50 - 11:30 // Ancient Channels
Hauntingly beautiful, dark doom gaze.
Diaspora The Explorer’s brooding, ethereal melodies explore the darker side of human existence, tackling themes of cultural displacement, belonging and adaptation
Ancient Channels are a Meanjin based dream punk five piece consisting of Kelly Hanlon (vox/guitars), Bec Martin (guitars/vox), Lloyd Martin (guitars), Talia Bond (drums) and Cameron Martin (bass).Existing in a space cross pollinated by ideas of post-punk, shoegaze, dark wave, dream pop and hypnotic rhythm, Ancient Channels want to channel your inner dance spirit.Facebook • Instagram • Bandcamp
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Locust Revival is a Post-Goth-Punk-Gaze 3 piece that was conceived in the dank sub-tropical sweat of Brisbane. The EP ‘Your Delusions Are Not Mine’ landed in Cvlt Nations best Post-Punk albums of 2022 list stating “This album makes me want to dance underground with creatures of the night, which is exactly what I want from a darkwave/post-punk record”. Since then Locust Revival released their album 'good grief’ with the title track landing in 4zzz’s Hot 100. The band continue to expand and push the boundaries of their sound beyond the normal realms of dark post-punk music.
Edith Thomas Furey emerged from the fringe of the substantially overhyped Jeff Buckley-imitation-spa scene pulsing hysterically across the neon-tinged and armpit-scented open mic nights of Brisbane’s early 2010’s ‘renaissance’ as a ‘serious’ ‘music’ ‘scene’ (which seems to unfortunately continue to progress apace in perennially vapid pockets of the ‘alternative’ landscape that characterises the shunting backwater hellscape that is this. fucking. town.).Thankfully, Edith realised that aping Buckley was a fool’s errand and so set their sites on aping other, less technically proficient, artists. Six years in, ETF have managed to croak out one EP (Sleep Well, My Love, 2019) - heralded by some as ‘a release of music’. Currently attempting to replicate the ambience of late-70’s Elvis Costello beige-funk in their pervasively depressing rented cloister, Edith hopes to document and then release these follies/experiments/‘songs’ early in the roaring 20’s (should they arrive (the roaring 20s and/or the songs))
We acknowledge the traditional owners of the land on which this event takes place, and pay our respects to the Turrbal and Jagera people of the past, present and emerging. Sovereignty was never ceded. Always was, always will be.
