One could maybe put the recent disco bug that has overcome Melbourne down as an antidote to the miserable weather over the past few months. However as the sun is beginning to rear its head once more, it’s difficult to see why this love for celebratory style of dance music is only seasonal. Todd Terje’s welcome arrival to our shores meant for a hotly awaited show- the hype about it and the ticket charge revealed this.

Buffering the disco-loving Norwegian’s set were very some very appropriate local acts. Melbourne’s foremost mind in the genre, Andee Frost shared his mixed bag along with his vinyl-laden mates Otologic who played subsequently. Both playing a variety of soul disco and house tunes, they showed we have the great DJ’s at our disposal every week if we choose to take advantage of it.

Arriving to a very sparse room even 20 minutes prior to Terje’s set; I questioned whether this disco phase that had been running so high lately was maybe waning. My question was emphatically answered very soon when the droves came up through the elevators. The room then filled out with a wide array of characters- some resembling Lady Gaga with their dress sense, others looking like they had mistook this for the Metallica concert happening a stone’s throw away. It was not a uniform group of people that filled the room to a perfect capacity- enough to move freely, but not so empty that it that lost its cheery soulful vibe.

Taking over the mantle so inconspicuously from Andee Frost, Todd Terje’s set started off timidly- with deeper synths than expected and only letting a few 808 claves and a few percussive blips create any excitement. The lean and inanimate Norwegian didn’t showing any falsified DJ bravado and let his tracks and the reaction from the dance floor speak for itself.

Playing his edit of Tainted Love and tracks that sounded like the theme from Beverley Hills Cop he displayed a darker yet fun 1980’s sound. His set then blossomed when he began playing more colourful tracks like his edit of Curtis Mayfield’s Move On Up, which got the crowd whistling and out of the smoking room. Reverting back in the disco time machine, he went into more big room 1970 sounds with gems like Mainline’s Black Ivory and Debbie Jacob’s High On Your Love lighting up the faces of Roxanne’s dance floor.

Playing a thoroughly enjoyable, yet quick 2 hours, Todd Terje’s disco injected some summer into this group of glib, winter-jaded Melbournians. Unfortunately we were then ejected out into Coverlid Place, where nothing but wet cobblestones and an unfriendly wind gust greeted our danced-out souls.