Mojo’s, Saturday April 4, 2026
Abbe May, Perth/Boorloo’s favourite rock-singing demon, returned to the incomparable Mojo’s Bar with her band of voodoo blues weirdos and hypnotised the packed house.
Who better to start the night than fine blues guitar solo act Georgia Rodgers. With nothing but a Tele and just a hint of looper, the Melbourne/Naarm songwriter wowed the crowd with originals and her own version of Smalltown Boy by Bronski.

Confident and full of twelve-bar jam-outs, originals like Cambodia came across as loose and laid back, but heavy when necessary. There is something spectacular about a person who can get up on stage with nothing but an electric guitar and a voice, with no band to hide under. When done well, it can be oh so powerful. Georgia did it right and it was a perfect opener to warm up the ever-growing crowd.
Finn Alexander and The Forever Party next, and they delivered a rock set full of big moments. The Freo locals on the rise had a huge presence on stage, with violinist Elise Hiatt mobile and making the most of the space. Opening with Married to the Machine suited the night well, with the folky-rock track up there with their best.

Playing good, hard indie-rock with that Freo twang and hints of The National — Finn and the band have been going hard lately, and it shows. With plenty of long hair flying about as they rocked out (special mention to bassist Patrick Nielsen’s knight-of-the-round-table, 70s rock band look), the room was now packed, sweaty, and ready to let The Devil in.
Time for the main event. Abbe May is a well-known force of nature — masked up in a black Donnie Darko rabbit look, she did not disappoint. You could hardly get a more appropriate bunch of musos to play with than these rough and ready misfits.

The band and crowd were in full party mode; the creek (Aussie swamp) voodoo tunes were perfect for the dancefloor. With hats not out of place in 70s era Dylan, and fiddle to match, the Devil band were tight and heavy and having a good time. Special mention to Todd Pickett who is a drummer possessed, if ever I saw one.
Most of the tracks were taken from the Hoodoo You Do album, but the crowd was also treated to more fine Abbe songs — pony covers and a few new ones to entice the crowd, with Crush It, Snort It a standout. Loose and swampy with a catchy chorus, it hit the audience with a bolt-like connection. New album coming? Hell yes — release the devil. It’s been too long.
All-round great vibes and a friendly audience in the mood for the party, The Devil and Abbe May killed it, resurrected it, and let it out into the night.
























