The imprint of Julia’s taste for art was ever-present, with a superb theatrical backdrop that changed with every song. Not to mention her own stunning self: dark long-sleeve dress with hem high above the knee, long stockings, black boots. A rock star with a big smile, owning every cent of it with her fragile voice, dance moves and tasty guitar licks.

Angus was true to form as well, providing contrast in voice and clothing, offering much a complementary match of music.

Together, with a handful of great musicians, they are powerful force, cutting their own direction, pushing pop boundaries.

Their new songs were taut. Simple as they may seem, performed live they feel complex, creating a dreamy aura that builds to something special. Early in the set, they offered up Snow, the title cut from their fourth album and the name of the current tour. Oakwood, a heavier tune, followed: Angus’s vocals provide an entirely different feel, darkness and grit. Who Do You Think You Are came near the end of the show.

Private Lawns, an absolute classic, came two songs later.  How powerful is Julia, trumpet in her right hand, guitar in her left, driving the “Windy City” song.

Her lead on Nothing Else (also from Snow) were haunting, romantic and fragile at once.

We were also treated to a bit of dialogue as everybody warmed up, and loosened up, adding perspective to the intro of Santa Monica Dream.

And yes, Big Jet Plane, which had so much more weight played live.

Chateau, bound to be in their catalogue for a long time, closed the main set.