With the flagrant lack of true musicianship pervading the mainstream, it’s something of a breath of alpine air to witness raw musical talent when it comes to town. Producer and beatsmith Chaz Bundick owns this understanding with his band Toro Y Moi. Performing as part of Stag & Dagger festival, the collective prepared to capture hearts in fair old London town.

Stirring within the subterranean depths of London’s XOYO, the cream of the capital’s indie-rati talk shop underneath finely cut sheets of red lighting. The furtive purr of collective conversations builds within the room like a swarm of bees inside a hive. As the ceiling’s lights terminate, the room is cloaked in darkness as Toro Y Moi grace the stage.

Sporting a dark green rugby jersey, Chaz Bundick elegantly assumes position in front of his Korg keyboard. Casually fitted in plaid shirts and loose fitting knit wear, the band kick starts the festivities by breaking into ‘New Beat’. The jubilant sound of shacking maracas diffuses into the air, and Chaz gently tickles a 70’s funk arrangement on his keyboard. As if ensnared in the throws of an exotic trance, the audience nonchalantly sways their shoulders as my heart beats in time to the spritely drum groove pervading the air.

Receiving a rich wall of applause, Chaz takes a moment to identify the band by humbly expressing how ‘we are Toro Y Moi from South Carolina, USA’. Stood against the back wall of the stage, a collection of circular lamps burn with brilliant amber intensity, and the band effortlessly slides into ‘Still Sound’.

The reverberating drone of a tasty bassline jets from the speakers and into my throat. Cooling my forehead with the ice-cold casing of my beer can, the band’s guitarist delicately picks a soulful riff with his eyes closed under scattered blue lighting. Lifting his gaze sheepishly from his keyboard, a subtle smile plays on Chaz’s mouth as he observes the repertoire of rhythmically shaking limbs in the crowed.

Embracing the fleet of wolf whistles thrown untoward him, flecks of silver light reflect from the edge of Chaz’s circular spectacles as he moves his head from side to side.

Catering to the expectations of their seasoned fans, the band up the ante with a live rendition of ‘Low Shoulders’. The roof lights paint the room in bright green, and the signatory sound of the song’s playful piano melody envelops the auditorium. Combining exquisitely executed synth samples with organically crafted drumming, we are left wide eyed and yearning for more as the audience struggle to find their breath against the curtain of bright white light signifying the end of the show.

A highly memorable showcase where urbanely directed chillwave rhythms were given a funkadelic makeover…take it to the bridge!