vaselines, static gallery liverpool 8/10 good fun, frances is obsessed with sex and talking about it between songs, always good to see in a woman even a 40+ year old one. support bands were poor though haight astbury have the decency to have a fit girl playing bass.
Although there's not much to add what some other people said, this time it was my personal expecience and I wanna share it too.
When the man came out it was quite surreal or maybe too real. I feel like he's from my family or something, I've got quite involved with his music, book and life lately. So, after a ventriloquist and a decent folk female singer he appeared alone on the stage with his now usual outfit (white jumpsuit + sunglasses + bandana) and played Daisies of the Galaxy. MOVING. He's a fuckin' character, with only he's nose revealling details of his face and his clumsily shy movements, it was his raw voice the last signal I needed to prove that I was finally in front of the real Mark Oliver Everett.
First the Chet and then the whole band joined him. Man, I'd love to share some beers and talk with those beardy lads, I have respect for them all and could fill a whole book flattering them. They offered a great rock (and blues, funk, punk, pop, soul, gospel...) spectacle, with a setlist dominated by songs of the trilogy albums. They were incredibly tight and powerful, and really enjoyed it as much as people did, smiling all throughout the show, which is quite special and remarkable in a man like E. We received some brilliantly chosen and even better executed covers, we saw him throwing ice creams in a rainy day, we danced to Knuckles's song... every second was a highlight.
And what about the Dylanesque way of reinventing their songs, even the newer ones? Prove of it are a funky My Beloved Monster, a slower and lovely Spectacular Girl, the FUNtastic Twist'n'Shout meets Mr. E's Beautiful Blues, the furious rendition of I Like Bird or the speeded-up I Like The Way This Is Going (on the first of the two encores).
When they rocked they rocked as good as anyone, recalling me the inflammable power of the likes of The Jim Jones Revue. When the occasion required a more tender approach, well, that's probably the natural field of Mark, so seconded by those lads it could only get better and more touching if possible.
People of all ages seemt to agree with me and payed the band's effort with all the corresponding love. One last thing you can admire of the chameleonlike frontman of Eels is that he does what he feels right at every momment. So, in whatever skin he comes next, I'll be there to witness it.
In January this year, I went to see Glassjaw in Glasgow. The venue (QMU) was unbearable and the crowd was largely full of dicks. Upon my return to Glasgow for a gig in June this year, I was confronted with a shitter venue and an even bigger mob of dicks, I know a lot of posters on here would probably say that serves me right for going to see Snow Patrol, in Bellahouston Park (recent host to the pope), but still: poor venue, shit people.
Anyway, Frightened Rabbit were great at least. First support slot, no pressure, in the sun, they played their best stuff from Midnight Organ Fight and some of the best ones offof the new one, Winter of Mixed Drinks. The Loneliness & The Scream sounded particularly suited to the size of show, Keep Yourself Warm had a decent amount of folk singing along and all in all its a shame that many of the shirtless trackie-clad crewcuts in the crowd were paying more attention to their carlings. 8/10
Band Of Horses played a decent set, had only really heard a few tunes of theirs beforehand, but their set had a good variety to it, and Compliments and Laredo were highlights. 7/10
I really find it unfathomable that Editors are so successful, they have, at a push, three decent tunes, all of which have the same tempo and just about the same riff, none of them have any charisma and they are unbelievably dull. Not for me, but at any rate, still unimpressive. 2/10
Snow Patrol draw a lot of flak from a lot of people, but Final Straw was one of the best of its year for me, and they have a stock of quality tunes from before and after that album. New song Big Broken was pretty standard fare, but Shut Your Eyes, Spitting Games and Set the Fire to the Third Bar all sounded fantastic, and after a large neanderthal mass left after Chasing Cars was rolled out, the encore of You're All I Have drew great response from everyone there. 7/10
Also went to see a gig in TCOTU whilst on my holidays end of July, at a venue called Heaven where the barstaff all wear tank tops.
Yuck were the most inspiring support act I've seen in a while, reminding me of Teenage Fanclub and My Bloody Valentine at different moments across their set. Plus their drummer has an enormous 'fro. And they finished their last song whilst pumping strobe light into the crowd's faces. 8/10
The Pains of Being Pure at Heart were surprisingly good live for me. I had never seen them before this, and expected them to be a bit ramshackle and amateur live, but every song sounded perfect, a bit quiet on the backing vocals on a few, but overall miles better than I had expected. They opened with This Love Is Fucking Right, played a storming 103, a swirling Higher Than the Stars and a beastin' Everything With You, with some new tracks in there for good measure, both of which sounded promising. 9/10
Reunion gigs can go either way, but I went to see Blink 182 in August when they played five minutes down the road from me at the AECC.
It also happened to be the third time I've seen Twin Atlantic, who get more pruned and clean-shaven with each show, must be courting press attention now. Still pack some stunning tunes in Lightspeed and Audience & Audio, but really, they've been touring these songs for nearly three years now, they need to head back to the studio. 6/10
Highlights of Blink 182's set were predictably the tracks from 'Enema of the State' - especially an explosive What's My Age Again - but unbelievably they chose to play 7 or 8 tracks from their 2003 self-titled album. Par for the course to have a set heavy on the latest album you could say but ffs its 7 year old now. A Travis Barker drum solo to a hip-hop mix and the whole band returning to play Dammit & Carousel was a brilliant encore and a fine nostalgic time was had by all, whether they will write anything of use ever again is doubtful. 8/10