I’d only really heard the two songs uploaded to her Triple J Unearthed profile, I Want and P Plates, but as a former average garage guitarist and singer myself, I love a rock chick with a guitar.
What really made me love Ruby though was hearing her casual and hilarious approach to music and life during an interview, it definitely made me want to catch up with her for a coupla beverages.
With this in mind, I was looking forward to seeing more of her in an intimate setting.
I was taken by surprise when I spent just under an hour in the most insane crowd of any concert I’ve been to. Only 200-odd people were there, but they were crazier than those at Violent Soho, The Wombats and Blink 182 to name a few.
People were clambering on each other’s shoulders smashing into overhead speakers and lights, crowd surfing and forcing their way through the crowd to hand Ruby a beer. I was even thrown into a wall several times and ended up with blisters despite wearing closed shoes.
I’ve left full-day festivals less bruised and battered than I did after 45 minutes with Ruby Fields, but boy was worth it.
The crowd first caught Ruby when she joined support act Totty on stage to thank them for joining her on tour and sing some soulful “whoa ohs” in one of their songs.
She then returned for her own set and within two songs the crowd was going berserk.
I’d like to take this moment to tell girls who go to the bathroom in the second song of a 45-minute set and get catty when they can’t get their spot back to either go before the show or wait it out, the only way you’re getting back is if you’re carried on the hands of adoring fans.
Ruby’s chat between songs was quality too. She’s a typical Aussie musician who is way too honest about how much they sweat on stage and their inability to use a washing machine. To my happiness she told fans that rather than doing shoeys they should try this cool thing called a beerie, where they drink beer from a bottle rather than a shoe.
After some crowd banter, Ruby performed an explosive cover of Garbage’s Cherry Lips. Garbage’s Shirley Manson was my first favourite badass female musician so to see my newest favourite take on one of her songs and nail it was far too exciting.
After more stage banter and a slower track, she ended with P Plates followed by I Want, while the crowd started a crazy circle pit.
Ruby had barely put her guitar down before there was chanting for an encore, which she provided, with a rendition of Victoria Bitter written for Surfing World Magazine’s Scary Good film.
What I love most about seeing relatively undiscovered artists is how happy they are to be performing in front of appreciative fans. Ruby was no exception. You couldn’t wipe the smile off her face all night. I realise every artist says stuff like “you’re the best crowd ever”, but you could tell Ruby was genuinely stoked with the positive reaction to her first headline tour.
With a reception like the one Adelaide gave her and festival season coming up, the 19-year-old has Australia’s love and a bright future ahead.