ALREADY generating more press than an alien invasion of Earth, here, to a sell-out and very diverse crowd, Moonlandingz steered the Mothership down through the roof and roared off with a fantastic set.
The set was short, about 45 minutes with no encore, but somehow the senses were in overload by the screaming end. Futuristic electro landscapes zoomed by, careening to a warped universe and on to a galaxy of thrilling noise.
The mind-bending rock and roll rocket that is The Moonlandingz are both frightening and fascinating.
Outer space is a hot, beautifully noisy riotously colourful place.