If ever there was a band who epitomized their music in terms of image, The Good Fight would surely be worth backing. Led by Ben Robinson’s ethereal vocals (which match up perfectly with the band’s clean cut appearance it has to be declared) the band have managed to grow their audience gradually over the last six months, winning fans not through force but by much softer means. Normally you could imagine that such statements would be used to deride rather than embrace said subject matter – but the almost quiet, affecting depth with which The Good Fight take to stage is easily warmed to.
Depending on your tastes, their music could be taken as too innocent or trite – a hefty departure from the heavier, denser music that the majority of local bands play; their energy directed in a more delicate manner than most. It is however a departure that I find welcoming, a change of pace once in a while is hardly a bad thing after all. There is I suppose, genuine heart in their music that many other acts would perhaps find themselves unable to pull off, particularly when playing as a full band – preferring instead to hold off more intimate material for acoustic sessions. It is a strength which transcends an audience’s first impressions of such a fresh faced group.
Mixed with their youthful appearance, many could well be put off by what is certainly lighter music on the ears, but the accessible sound they deliver hide the band’s maturity. As they grow, future tracks may very well strike a better balance between showing off their musical strengths and giving audiences a sensitive slice of rock – for now, once your ear has been tuned to their output it would be hard to ignore what audible delights they offer up.