the wombats at the culture room

seeing the wombats perform in fort lauderdale last night (at their first south florida show) was incredibly nostalgic to me. they kicked off their tour in the sunshine state earlier this week in st. augustine, commenting on how even the chilly weather was an improvement to the dreary grey winter og england. granted, it was still over 60 degrees F (us floridian residents tend to complain about any temperatures under 70F).

this show brought me back to my college days, when going to shows meant i would be getting a sharpie x on the back of my hand. popular songs i listened to in my youth: lets dance to joy division, greek tragedy, and moving to new york rang through the culture room as well as songs off their newest album "oh! the ocean": sorry i'm late, i didn't want to come and the world's not out to get me, i am. the crowd was young and energetic, shouting the lyrics back with the band and dancing along. the energy of the room matched that of concerts in 2016-2018, which i personally feel was a prime era for shows.

words & photos by Morgan