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Kosheen @ Manchester Academy 3
KOSHEEN WITH SUPPORT FROM THE VINCENT BLACK SHADOW @ MANCHESTER ACADEMY 3 MONDAY 7 MAY 2007: Early on, the Gwen Stefani and Gweno Saunders blending pitch of Cassandra Ford soars out, the sound system holds up and makes the show-time pop pearl 'Metro', come to life. The Vincent Black Shadow have an added keyboard kick tonight, promoting the live pang and complements the vocals of the decadent Ford to a tee. Flashy pop with soul entertains a keen gathering and extra pounce is provided by the jazzy drum-beats. The spiralling rock n' roll of 'Control' brings memories of the energy and thrust of The Bellrays to the fore and Ford gets all cocky and feisty. Title track from forthcoming debut album 'Fear's In The Water', builds upon a bass buzz and the hurried vocals gives the finale urgency and a haunting touch. The Vincent Black Shadow packs more moods into half an hour than Coronation Street. All this fuss about touts on eBay, there is one solid way to avoid it. That is too possess such a live buzz and reputation for bringing power, the party spirit and variety to life at gigs that nobody would want to part with a ticket for your show. Granted, this option isn’t open to a great deal of bands, but for Kosheen it is a tactic that has been ingeniously deployed, keeping eBayers at bay for this performance. Through the sauntering vibe of new offering 'Damage', some early buzz is created. A swirling beat/bassline mix is just enough to create a bit of life, but the lyrics also make you intrigued enough to want to have several listens to it, when the album that it’s on is finally released over here, that is. 'Overkill', with its rumbling pop beats and the lingering vocals of the lively spirited Sian Evans, sprinkles some soaring heart and soul over proceedings, showing that freshness and Kosheen are still happy bedfellows. Despite proudly looking forward a nostalgic drum n bass interlude sends hands aloft as though they are waving a heroine goodbye. Evans and co. coaxes the crowd into sharing their renewed enthusiasm as the commanding welsh vocalist is keenly accompanied for the buoyant run through of 'Catch You'. This has extra spice and catchy bite in such close knit surroundings, with this impact also being epitomised by 'Hide U'. The latter parade hovering oomph, represents Evans' most commanding and emotively potent vocal display of the evening. 'Guilty' provides a vibrant pop strut and sets out with friendly energy what true pop music is all about. Despite retuning in ruptures after being locked out of their dressing room before the encore, Evans gives the boom funk of 'Wish', extra projection, it seems. Dancing as nimbly as a ballerina at times, completing an electrifying hour of inhibition releasing. www.myspace.com/tvbs http://www.kosheen.com/ Words: Dave Adair
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Bloc Party @ London Astoria
WEDNESDAY 31 JANUARY: Admittedly, years of gig going can make you somewhat cynical. Tickets to see the first of three sold out nights at the Astoria by Bloc Party can be met with an apathy that the musical Gods on Mount Olympus will no doubt punish me for at a later date. Still, they’d probably forgive me if they were going to the gig with the same person as me. She keeps yelping and jumping spontaneously on our journey to the venue which is never a healthy thing to see in a grown woman. How can a band this serious inspire such face-splitting grinning on her part? There’s no accounting for taste I suppose. Still, such boundless enthusiasm can be a bit wearing, so when she suggests heading downstairs and getting involved, I decline and head to the balcony to watch the show. I leave Grandpa on the balcony with a pint to frown into so that I can throw myself about with the heads upfront. Even Kele himself is beaming tonight, meekly thanking us for making it down and sealing every line he sings with a grin. A soaring rendition of 'This Modern Love' slows the mosh for a minute or four; the frenetic guitar work of 'Helicopter,' gives us groundlings the sweating, stamping action we're craving. Bassist Gordon steps up to showcase his drumming skills on a kit alongside Matt Tong's, and fresh track 'Waiting For The 7.18' has jungle tinged rhythms that the band pull off with flair. The new LP isn't out yet but several fans recite Kele's most recent lyrics in earnest - the love is all around. OK, I admit it, she was right. From the primordial pounding bedlam of 'The Prayer' to the mocking urban despair of 'Song For Clay,' this is a band who are laying claim to 2007 and will take it by whatever means necessary. The Astoria hasn't seen chaos on this scale for a long time, and it should mark the beginning of Bloc Party's rise to dominance. TEXT: KARL O'KEEFFE & LUCY WILSON
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Unkle Bob @ Water Rats, London
'One by one / You suffer me badly,' was probably the most ironic lyric Unkle Bob could have conjured up halfway though playing to a packed Water Rats in Kings Cross, London. Four songs into their set and it was obvious that nobody was suffering as the gentle charms of 'One By One' filled the smoky room following three compelling opening tracks - 'Swans,' 'Hold It Down' and 'Vagabond.' Unkle Bob are a tricky band to describe. They sound a bit like a lot of pleasant guitar bands you might have listened to over the past decade but they've managed to carve a clever little niche for themselves with a nice line in wry lyrics and gorgeous melodies that dominate every bar. They sit some way ahead of Embrace in terms of instant likeability and impassioned song writing, and maybe to the slightly calmer left of some of heavier chart-friendly rock and indie bands. However you define them, Unkle Bob's mix of grand, heartfelt and melodious indie is extremely hard to dislike. Shortly after 'One By One,' the band also showcased a brand new song, with Rich Webster (vocals and guitar) and Geoff Widdowson (keyboard) swapping instruments and launching into a delicate keyboard based number called 'These Words.' Although typical of many of the band's songs, in that it may need a few listens to get under the skin of it, first impressions were excellent and along with 'Better Off,' 'What Do I Know,' 'Hit Parade' and their latest single, 'Put A Record On,' it added to an extremely impressive half hour of polished performance and subtle song writing. The best aspect of Uncle Bob's performance was that the music clearly means a great deal to every member of the band. Rick Webster's heartfelt and frequently personal lyrics are sung with a meaning and depth of tone that is quite special. The rest of the band, from Geoff Widdowson's impassioned keyboard playing to Stuart Cartwright's intricate and warm guitar and banjo accompaniment, all added to the feeling that a gig means much more to them than churning out some songs in a dingy backroom bar. Although the band's set was far too short, covering only eight songs from their critically lauded album 'Sugar And Spite,' the one new track plus a quirky instrumental encore, the idea that 'less is more' was most appropriate as everyone would probably have watched the whole set again without any complaints - it was that good. We suffered them gladly, not badly. WORDS: BEN H MURRAY
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Skinnyman & Foreign Beggars @ LSE
25TH JANUARY: The London School of Economics was given a wake-up call to underground UK hip-hop culture with some classically sublime street poetry from the Foreign Beggars outfit. What started out as a fresh winter’s evening with a couple of tinnies turned into a beer throwing, mosh-pitted, bop fest. A crowd some hundred strong made it out, and were grooving to the opening DJs before the first MC even appeared. Once Skinnyman landed on stage the room rumbled and heads started nodding to the beats and rhymes laid down by the man himself and DJ Blakey. The performance was good, but short of electrifying; neither Skinny nor the night had hit their best. Yet. The night only truly began when Stig of the Dump and Dr. Syntax hit the stage... I say hit, I mean he somehow made it up there whilst defying all known laws of physics. Stig is larger than life; in fact, I think you’d say more like meta-human! But the duo cooked the place like some sort of greasy fry-up: words and lines flowing out like it was meant to be. Self-donned ‘Speccy and Fatty,’ they spilled their guts as a two man team for all to absorb...And grind to! Lurking to the side of the stage was Lady Isa, who jumped right in to broadcast melodic dimensions to the boys’ tunes. The crowd went wild for this girl, probably as their release after the anticipation of spying her stageside all evening. As her voice glided around the room, the Foreign Beggars (MCs Orifice Vulgatron and Metropolis) pounced and made their entrance. A few flawless a cappellas and blindingly quick verses later, the crowd was pumped and more than satisfied. The show ended with the lot of them invading the platform and rocking out to a rendition of 'Killing In The Name Of' by Rage Against The Machine that blew me away: a fitting ending for some of the best spitting I’ve heard in a while... TEXT/PHOTOGRAPHY: GEORGE WETZ
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Kill All Hippies @ Islington Academy
KILL ALL HIPPIES ISLINGTON ACADEMY 8TH DECEMBER The wearing of capes suggests the possession of super-powers or at the very least some extraordinary talent on the part of the cape owner. Imagine therefore the disappointment felt by the more discerning music fans in attendance at Kill All Hippies' Christmas bash to discover that not only did headliners Robots In Disguise not have any super-powers but barely enough talent to justify inclusion in a sixth form talent contest. When will people learn that fancy costumes this elaborate are usually employed as a means of distraction from an innate crappiness? Also, any band encouraging whoop-whooping amongst the crowd a la early nineties rave should be met with extreme suspicion. Obviously the young tykes tearing it up in front could be forgiven for their enthusiasm, being distracted as they were by the flashing lights and glittery costumes. However, the girls in Robots In Disguise are clearly old enough to know better and should have appreciated their musical shortcomings by now. Confiscate their capes and hand them to support slot Mr Hudson and The Library instead, as this is a band with an extraordinary talent to light up a room. Their funked up infusions of hip hop, jazz and pop lent wings to all in the crowd. The hippy killing crew have been uncovering unusual musical gems with great consistency for some time now, and with Mr Hudson and his literary cohorts they gave the crowd at the Islington Academy another diamond in the rough which will receive a great deal of critical polishing over the next twelve months. Kill All Hippies is undoubtedly a venerable evening of rock mayhem, but let the hippies live so that we may remove the batteries from toytown timewasters like Robots In Disguise and their second rate electro racket. KARL O'KEEFFE
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Babyshambles @ Manchester Academy
BABYSHAMBLES MANCHESTER ACADEMY 12TH DECEMBER ‘O6 The applause has barely reached its peak for the support act as Pete Doherty playfully strides into view with his trio of underrated musical troubadours. He cheekily peers out into the sea of satisfied faces, thrilled to bits at his mere presence, something that is always in doubt. The chugging baseline of Drew McConnell toes along Pete's hint of intoxicated, dingy and dragging vocals for 'Blinding', from the recent 'The Blinding EP'. The theme for the evening and Doherty's life in general is summed up in the mournful sojourn of 'Back From The Dead'. This allows the boisterous pit to have a much needed breather and actually gives you time to assess Babyshambles’ range. Equal parts are played by all four members, and a defiant compactness akin to an early Stone Roses is displayed. This number is the key to the future of Da Shambles, along with the flirtation with conventional pop of new song 'Delivery.' This tune exchanges grit for groove creation in both the vocals and the instrumental element. A cleaner Pete Doherty, in more ways than one, appears to be a future trend. A nostalgic and momentum building return to The Libertines' territory of 'Time For Heroes' highlights the influence of Mick Jones on Pete’s career, and the fun pop pearl of 'What Katy Did' loses none of its zap. However, it is one of their own songs, 'Down In Albion,' that receives the biggest participation and shows Doherty at his lyrical loosest. 'Fuck Forever' is a natural finale and it is needed after a lengthy wait for the encore, but this merely stirs up more enthusiasm. If the guys can bottle up the freshness and adventure shown tonight, then the cynics' feeding frenzy will be as short-lived as the English cricketers’ revival of Ashes past. DAVE ADAIR
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Albert Hammond Jr @ Manchester Academy 3
The excitement at seeing a member of The Strokes in such a compact and sound-enhancing venue, means that the reception given to Albert Hammond Jr as he cheerfully strides into view, must have made him think that he is flanked by Casablancas and co and not his own tight knit troupe. Harnessing the surroundings to full effect and impact, he plays his most powerful guitar part of the set and most emotive, note perfect vocal performance for the harmony propelled 70s country rock tinged 'In Transit'. This sets a vibrant mood early on and repetitive chants of his name give him added momentum to take into the achingly built up power pop sojourn of 'Bright Young Thing', this suits the main man’s plaintive narrative style. Previous single '101', possesses the qualities of The Strokes in the gritty instrumentals and dingy cries, meaning that you can't help thinking that the band's fourth album could recapture the power and pull of old and, this artist's contribution will, as always, not be a small one. As the set builds Hammond Jnr's inability to pull off some of the vocal higher notes, like those in the slower 'Holiday' just gives off a few doubts regarding how far this solo project can actually go? However, a spirited and journeying indie/folk new number shows that the creative well is not down to its last cup, yet. After 45 minutes of an at times powerful and at other moments, wistful set that sees the normally fixated on his performance muso engaging in frivolous crowd banter, the evening ends in an unceremonious departure. Surely, he will not leave Manchester without playing the potent power ballad of previous single 'Everyone Gets A Star', will he? After a minute of expectation the house lights come on to signal an affirmative answer to that question. Still, the aim seems to have been achieved in this seed planting set. Albert Hammond Jr will be warmly welcomed back all the same, you sense. Text: Dave Adair Live Image: Louise Brock
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Assembly Now @ Camden Barfly, London
Funny place, the Barfly; one night, you might get the triumphant, radio-buggering heavyweights such as Razorlight and the Kooks, on another, the best (or worst) band you’ve never heard of. Either way, it is actually written in the indie rule book that every relevant band MUST play here at some point in their career, and tonight it is Assembly Now’s turn. Kicking off with anthemic statement of intent, ‘It’s Magnetic’, the foursome’s enthusiasm is evident within seconds. It quickly becomes apparent why every music tipper worth their salt, including Steve Lamacq who is busy bobbing his head in the back, has been raving about them over the last year. It may only be their second gig in four months, but the ease with which they slip back into live mode suggests that they’ve never been away. As they launch into ‘Caucasian Nights’, you begin to realise exactly what it is about Assembly Now that makes them so riveting live. When singer Gavin Dwight lifts his hands to the mic stand, or Lush raises his drum sticks over his head before crashing into a ‘rawk’ drum outro, somehow it doesn’t seem clichéd. It’s rare to see a band with so much raw passion these days, and even the most cynical hairs on the backs of the most sceptical necks must be cautiously rising. The frenetic angular guitars and thumping rhythm section, together with the New Cross connections, may evoke certain comparisons. Make no mistake though; these four are not riding the well-travelled, tedious art-rock train out of SE14. Onstage, every note is vying for your attention, the two guitars duelling and blending in equal measure, the rhythm section pounding their respective instruments within an inch of their lives, and vocals that force you to take notice. It’s loud, it’s fast, it’s exciting, and it’s frequently brilliant. Without letting the last notes from ‘Out on 24s’ fade, the band launch straight into forthcoming single ‘Leigh-on-Sea’, surely the best song ever written about Essex coastal towns. Danceable and lyrically catchy, it deserves thrust the band out of the niche and into the mainstream consciousness, “all the kids are in the bars/they don’t look up at the stars,” sings Dwight. Assembly Now are certainly looking towards the stars and beyond, don’t bet against them reaching them. Text: Marcus Foley Image: Louise Cattell
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The Brian Jonestown Massacre @The Independent, San Francisco
THE BRIAN JONESTOWN MASSACRE @ THE INDEPENDENT, SAN FRANCISCO If you’ve heard about the BJM, chances are it’s from the recent independent film ‘DiG!’ – an entertaining documentary following the fortunes of the Brian Jonestown Massacre and the Dandy Warhols starting from the same point but rapidly heading in different directions. Whilst the BJM’s recent UK gigs were often largely filled with curious musical tourists – keen to see lead singer Anton lose control and verbally abuse a band-mate, or kick some unfortunate punter in the head, in their home town of San Francisco it was pleasing to see the band put paid to their negative reputation for a night and play a storming gig to a hugely appreciative and knowledgeable crowd. From the catchy guitar riffs of ‘Servo’ to the beautifully melancholies of ‘Anemone’, the BJM played crowd favourites from beginning to end – from time to time veering off into a knowingly self-indulgent jam session. Though many of the main protagonists may have left – Matt Hollywood, Jeff Davies - it’s clear that Anton could make quality music whoever he worked with. For many people ‘DiG!’ will always be a comic account of what happens when a hugely talented but troubled musician, who cares more about the music than the money, takes far too many drugs for his own good. Get past all that however, and you will find a hugely talented band with a stunning consistently high quality production rate. There’s certainly a lot more to the Brian Jonestown Massacre than meets the eye. Words by TOM WILKINS
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