The Australian indie-rock quartet, known for their shimmering guitars and heart-on-sleeve lyricism, have been riding high on the success of their new album, produced by Mike Crossey (The 1975, Arctic Monkeys). With every tier of the venue packed, the night promised a blend of anthemic choruses, intimate storytelling, and the kind of communal catharsis only a band this emotionally tuned-in can deliver.
As the crowd filtered into Bristol Beacon’s Beacon Hall, there was a palpable sense of anticipation, equal parts excitement and quiet reverence. Fans ranged from teens in oversized band tees to thirty-somethings clutching vinyl sleeves, all drawn by Spacey Jane’s signature blend of vulnerability and indie-rock shimmer. The merch stand buzzed with activity: tote bags, pastel tees, and the new album on vinyl were flying off the table. Conversations hummed with predictions, would they open with ‘All the Noise’? Would ‘Booster Seat’ make a return?
Mia Wray opened with a set that felt both intimate and commanding. Her genre, somewhere between soulful pop and acoustic storytelling, was a gentle contrast to the headliner’s jangly guitars. With powerhouse vocals and a warm stage presence, she quickly won over the crowd.
At one point, she quipped, “When I’m anxious I become a bitch,” drawing laughter and cheers, a moment of Aussie realism that threaded through her entire performance. There was no pretence, just raw honesty and charm, and the audience visibly responded. By the time she had the room hooked, she closed with ‘The Way She Moves’ from her latest album ‘Hi, It’s Nice To Meet Me’. What begins as a heartfelt ballad soon blooms into a pop-dance track, catching the crowd off guard in the best way. Heads nodded, shoulders swayed, and phones lit up, it was a confident, emotionally rich performance that set the tone beautifully.
Spacey Jane took the stage to a roar, launching into ‘Through My Teeth’ with tight precision and infectious energy. The setlist wove through old favourites and new material, with ‘Ily the Most’ and ‘Whateverrrrr’ standing out as emotional peaks. Caleb’s vocals were raw and resonant, as the crowd sang every word of ‘Booster Seat’, turning it into a communal release. There were several moments where the band dropped out and let the audience carry the chorus; it sent a ripple throughout the room.
Bristol Beacon became a hub of connection, drawing Spacey Jane fans from across the globe into one shared space. From the first note to the final encore, it was clear this wasn’t just a gig, it was a gathering of kindred spirits. Every person in the room sounded like a superfan, belting out every lyric with conviction, moving with every beat, and screaming “I love you!” between songs like declarations of faith. It was easy to believe there wasn’t a single soul in the venue who didn’t love them, and if there was, they definitely left converted.
Their stage presence was electric, all four members constantly dancing, visibly enjoying themselves in a way that made the experience all the more infectious. Ashton, in particular, was a livewire, bouncing around the stage with enough energy to fuel the entire performance. His joy was palpable, radiating through every drum hit and movement, and it elevated the atmosphere from gig to celebration. That kind of unfiltered enthusiasm is rare, and it reminded everyone in the room that this band isn’t just tight musically; they’re emotionally in sync, and they’re having the time of their lives doing it.
It would be unfair to pinpoint a fan favourite track, because truly, they all were. The crowd’s energy never dipped, not even for a second. The band’s latest album, ‘If That Makes Sense’, has clearly struck a chord, not just logistically, with sold-out shows and vinyls flying off merch tables, but emotionally. Every lyric was already etched into the audience’s memory, sung back with the kind of fervour that proves Spacey Jane’s ability to connect deeply and instantly. Nights like this remind you why music exists: to bring people together, to make sense of the mess, to feel less alone. They may be from the other side of the globe, but Spacey Jane brought a sense of relatability and closeness that hasn’t been felt in a hot minute.
The night ended with ‘Lots of Nothing’, a closer that left the room in reflective silence before erupting into applause. The emotional arc of the show, hope, heartbreak, and healing, was cathartic. Spacey Jane didn’t just play a gig; they held space for feeling. As the crowd spilt out into the Bristol night, there was a sense that something had shifted.
Amy King
@amyjayneking
Images: Ross Peacey
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