Showing posts with label gig. Show all posts
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Tuesday, 27 January 2015

Mark Lanegan Band at the Riverside, Newcastle



I don’t know why I am so surprised by the volume of people squashed into the Riverside for the Mark Lanegan gig on a damp Wednesday night. The support act is folksy-blues banjo welding Sean Wheeler and Zander Schloss who offer an eccentric and lively warm up to the evening. I spend a good 20 minutes trying to find a suitable view and wind up next to the throbbing speakers. I had better not get another beer in case I lose this prime location, not that I’d want to move, as soon as Lanegan begins in that infamous sultry voice I am fixed to the spot.

Lanegan’s career spans generations and this really shows in the range of people and ages at the gig – fans from the Screaming Trees era right up to the more recent albums with Isobel Campbell from Belle and Sebastian. Lanegan shows that he is a true professional and someone who knows his audience as he provides a diverse range of songs, even as far back as ‘Dead On You’ from the 1994 album ‘Whiskey for the Holy Ghost’. But then the man hailing from Washington state does have a more than impressive back catalogue to choose from.

Lanegan’s newest album offering ‘Phantom Radio’ will certainly draw in a fresh audience as he continues on from 2012 release ‘Blues Funeral’ to experiment with synth and electro noises. Apparently even established ‘old school’ artists are moving forward into a brave new world of technology. It might be fair to describe Lanegan’s new (ish) unswerving direction as disturbed disco as he delivers “I feel your hands around my throat” from ‘The Killing Season’ in his arid voice which is backed with a resonating dance-like spangled beat. And therein lies his old and new self, both battling to be heard. It’s a marmite situation for Lanegan fans.

For me, his music represents the darkness and vulnerability that lies within. Perhaps through ‘Phantom Radio’ he is trying to break free from his former self and is now in the clutches of a past-present clash. However, the Grunge legend manages to keep the spiritual heart in his song, writing with lyrics which are still as deep, tormented and insightful as ever. 

The gig ends with a favourite of mine; the gospel inspired ‘Revival’ which was recorded with the Soulsavers, followed by two songs from the new album. I left the gig with inner warmth – I’m sure most fans could feel a certain connection with Lanegan who danced awkwardly on stage while maintaining a certain bashful yet assured presence. For me, Mark Lanegan’s music conjures up melancholy heartbreak and when he delivers lines such as “Hard times, walking in the sunshine” and “You don’t love me, what’s to love anyway?” I realise how much his voice truly embodies his soul and his words.


Mark Lanegan Band - Phantom Radio




Tuesday, 30 September 2014

Double Review! Northumberland Hussar Pub & Angel Olsen: Burn Your Fire For No Witness

I recently had a lovely evening out with my friend, noise musician, Dominic Dixon to the Northumberland Hussar for food and then to my first gig in a long long time!  

The Northumberland Hussar is offers a really good choice of pub grub including and array of amazing sounding pizzas and burgers and a really good selection for vegetarians which is really unusual for a pub. I had a pizza with egg, spinach, mozzerella and mushrooms. Dom had a falafel burger with chunky chips on the side. Everything was delicious and I was really please with the prices too. The staff were also friendly and I loved the ethos of this pub. It is not part of a chain and claims to never want to be. I just felt like I would really want to support this place in the future and go back as often as I can. I would so much rather go to an independent establishment than support the likes of Wetherspoons or Lloyds.
 
Pizza from Northumberland Hussar

Now for the gig...
 
The support act was Rodrigo Amarante who offered up a kind of sleepy lullaby music that you might fall adrift to, the perfect intro to Angel Olsen who bursts on stage and goes straight into a lively opening song. It’s a bit like eating a massive Sunday dinner, falling asleep in front of a blazing fire and then jumping out into biting winter cold air for a blustery bicycle ride.
 
Angel Olsen embodies the essence of a romantic burning soulful singer. She is sometimes so intensely looking at a faraway point that I feel like I might burst out laughing with the seriousness of it all. I guess Angel feels the same way herself as she sings,”I heard my mother thinking me right back into my birth/ I laughed so loud inside myself it all began to hurt” from ‘White Fire’

Angel’s music, lyrics and sound are spell bindingly poetic but quietly controlled, reminding me of a young Cat Power. He leaves me feeling like a heartbroken teen busily scratching away mine and his initials on the front of my dog eared math book. Angel sings with defiance and it is refreshing to see a strong woman who shows her weaknesses so freely, her voice often rising from a whimsy whisper to a stark shout.

One of the stand out songs was an interpretation of Fleetwood Mac’s “Dreams” which Angel sang with rawness and vulnerability that only someone who has been through such loss and heartbreak can re-imagine with any authenticity