Empire Of The Sun are one of the richest musical acts I have ever seen, but there was a day's worth of festival before they reached the stage, most of which was a curious musical contrast to the dream-pop icons.
The soundscape of FOMO began with the chilled and melodic Lastlings, but was thereafter rap, hip hop and R&B, dirtied up with dubstep. Feki, who provided some of the smoothest transitions of the day, is labelled ‘future soul’. If I had to name it, however, I would say a whole lot of urban trap, which made for a hard-edged but decidedly down-tempo vibe.

Hannah Wants was the only DJ who pushed the BPM above 100, with remixes of some smooth, naughties club anthems.
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The first mosh-pit emerged when international act Desiigner hit the stage; it was a dedicated crew slam-dancing just in front of the stage. Desiigner's trap had a downbeat, reflective edge that sounded like heat and concrete to me.

Perth up-and-comers Slumberjack then continued with the hip hop but segued into a less aggressive, more performative feel with a live vocalist. GoldLink blended trap with classics like ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’. Metro Boomin' brought out the bass and the 808s: originals mixed with music from his hometown of Atlanta, Georgia.

MC JME was a more studied performance, with beats taking a backseat to his killer rhymes. He seemed to hold the crowd, stalking and enunciating his spits.

Australian summer festivals have that special relationship with endurance and heat and there was a pick-up of energy when the sun finally buggered off and gave us all some relief. And I mean that quite literally: a backflip competition broke out on one of the mounds, as if to celebrate life-force no longer being sucked from all of our pores.

This was around the time when Aussie duo Peking Duk took to the stage. "They had so much energy” was what a number of punters said afterwards, and they were right. A few visuals and a little bit of crowd interaction goes a long way. They also played some vocal house amid the trap and mixed it well. The crowd were getting ready for the headliners, but they still made an impression: no mean feat at all.

Which brings me to where I began: one of the richest musical acts I have seen; Empire Of The Sun presented a wonderland of colour along with chords so emotive you could be listening to a film soundtrack. The thing about Empire is, they really don't have any boring songs. For anyone who hasn't seen them live, it is much more four-on-the-floor than their studio work. They do, however, perform with a live drummer, which works to further emphasise the percussion.

It was definitely a dance set, and the on-stage dancers lent to the other-worldliness. "Luke Steele must know so much about music," I thought to myself, and probably not just popular music. In the short set at FOMO I counted nuances of Prince, Michael Jackson, Sly And The Family Stone, Bee Gees, Boney M, David Bowie; disco, funk, house, ambient, new wave, psychodelia: all this as Steele finished the main set by smashing his guitar like Pete Townsend. These cats make you a proud Australian: sort of like Vegemite, but far from an acquired taste. The only flaw was that ‘Alive’ sounds a little like ‘Lux’ in the chorus: I'm being picky.
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Flosstradamus set had the stadium feel of Empire Of The Sun, but an opposite vibe: instead of feathers, eyeliner and disco dancers, his stage set was smoky, industrial and mechanical, like his music. The park-sized crowd, none the less after Empire, and individually lit up like carollers by what I assume were phone apps, went wild when he asked for "any dubstep fans".

His set stuttered and wobbled into the night as punters left FOMO safe and happy.