Ainslie Wills

The upper room of the Lansdowne transformed into a silent mass for closing cut 'All You Have Is All You Need'.

Deary, deary me. A holy cherub, clipped wings, a heaven-song. A brook of light pours from her lips. She rallies the air with her siren; every millimetre of space vibrates in delightful harmony. I float with swimming-ease, feel my hair brush the ceiling. She widens her mouth, the walls buckle and turn to pearl

Little did I know that the guy in the bow tie and the glasses having dinner across from me at the Japanese restaurant was a half hour off fronting this three piece.

Gold curtains shone behind the silhouette of a very still Wills, who quickly commanded the room with her simplicity and poise. She was assured without being a spectacle. This is for good reason as her vocals are accomplished, her song structure impassioned and her band are a skilled blanket of support.

First up was Sydney's Brendan Maclean, perhaps best known for his ever-so-popular Twitter feed, triple j hosting duties and an upcoming appearance in The Great Gatsby. But he's an accomplished singer/songwriter in his own right, and you'll often find him strumming away on his ukulele (named Murphy Brown) or k

In saying that however it was really refreshing to see Lisa Salvo serenade (and it really was a serenade) us an opening set that was floating with a dream-like wonderland.The subject of the songs may have seemed teenager-like, (she did mention during her set that Lisa was in her mid-twenties) but her delicate