20150913 Sigue Sigue Sputnik Electronic [SSSE] – Sci-Fi Lover – Foremans Bar, Nottingham, England, UK
As we walked towards the venue, the only things around were two cruising police cars and a stray dog. This didn’t bode well for tonight’s entertainment.
There was a notice on the door of The Greyhound which, from afar, looked like the venue was closed and the gig cancelled but, thankfully, said (and I paraphrase) “For Jim Bob, go round the back”.
So we did…
In contrast to the outside, the inside was completely packed out and looked well and truly sold out. There were a lot of 40 somethings wandering around in 30 something sweatshirts, but a smattering of younger souls as well.
The support was from Martin Jackson, who put on a brave acoustic performance but ultimately lost out to the crowds almost complete disinterest. Hopefully, he’ll keep plugging away, as it sounded OK to me.
This was the first date of Jim Bob’s tour to support his second novel, Driving Jarvis Ham.
The only time I’d been to a book reading before was to see Nick Cave in Manchester and I can remember he read from a book. Jim did this as well, but he also said he’d play some songs and then read some more, before playing some more songs from the specials board – allowing the audience to pick the songs – and finish with Sheriff Fatman.
The book reading went well and the crowd were very attentive, although Jim did seem a little nervous at first, before settling down to the job. He read a number of passages, most of which raised a few laughs and thankfully didn’t read anything from past about half way.
Then came the songs. Oh, and what songs they were!
Blowed if I can remember, although we did get Falling on a Bruise and Bloodsport for All. I know that we didn’t get Come on Smart Bomb!, Angelstrike, Song for Friends or Georgie’s Marvellous Medicine. Nevermind.
Jim Bob finished with Sheriff Fatman, with (possibly) Mr Spoons on bubble machines. In a chefs hat. Mr Spoons, not Jim Bob. Jim Bob was wearing a suit and tie.
To sum up, a great acoustic set which thrilled and spilled in all the right places. Some great songs all performed superbly with a touch of Jim’s usual humour chucked in.
Probably the best night in The Greyhounds live music history.
Get yourself along to one of the remaining dates. Your Jim Bob needs you.
Oh! And go get a copy of Driving Jarvis Ham. It’s a good read.
I’ve been waiting a long time for this and it turned out to be extra special.
I Missed most of Fanzine (early starts – again) but the last two numbers sounded good and they should be well worth another listen.
Yuck appeared at about half eight and set up their own kit and back banner. Another 15-20 minutes passed before the lights dimmed and the band reappeared, fully instrumented and ready to roll.
They started with Dinosaur Jr. sound-a-like, Holing Out before crashing into The Wall, at which point I’d expected the crowd to mosh into a frenzy. Strangely, and I’ve noticed this more and more recently, there was very little crowd movement at all tonight. If it’d been 1990, there’d have been no place to hide from the mosh pit.
Shook down then mellowed us out again, with the lovely lyric “And it’s been a week. And it’s been a week too long” which just seems to be one of those lines that strikes that special chord.
Georgia sped it up again and raced us into a beautifully accoustic Suicide Policeman, which seems to be everyones favourite Yuck tune.
Milkshake was a suprise becasue I’d not heard it before, but it pressed all the right buttons in all the right places.
There seemed to be a bit of an issue with the guitars during Get Away, but I didn’t notice anything out of place and it sounded like rainbows to me.
I think Soothe Me was a new song, but once again it all fitted together nicely and was a great addition to the bands arsenal. Every song sounds like a classic
I think it was Daniel that related the story of how, on the bands first tour, they used to play all these far away places and then travel back to stay at their friends house in Nottingham. So they’d play Glasgow and then drive back to Nottingham to save money. I love these little info-snips that bands give out when they come to a town, it gives a you a piece of their lives which you don’t get if you don’t go to the gigs.
Operation was next, a Sonic Youth inspired aural assault with lead vocal duties switched.
They closed by announcing that these were the last two songs and then played us out slowly with Stutter and then mashed us up completely with a long, long version of Rubber, which fed back deliciously and left the ears ringing nicely at the end of the night.
Much better than I’d expected and I’d expected a lot. The Jesus and Mary Chain better watch out, Yuck are coming to steal your noise pop feedback crown.
My first IQ gig and it was a bit of a special one – the first of their 30th anniversary shows. There was no support band at this gig, instead we got a slideshow of photographs from the past 30 years projected on three screens playing as the band arrived onstage to play a two hour-long set with a few surprises…
Despite a recent lineup change (the addition of Neil Durant on keyboards and return of Tim Esau on bass), the band sounded well rehearsed and professional. Peter Nicholls’ onstage presence is incredible to watch – direct and confrontational with a more subtle and emotional edge to his voice. All of this is contrasted by his onstage banter with the rest of the band, genuinely relaxed and witty with the ability to put the audience at ease and give the impression (even to someone like me, at their first IQ gig) that everyone here has been best mates for years, even more so when one of the audience collapsed and was picked up – without missing a note he stepped forward to offer the guy a bottle of water – always nice to see a band look after their fans!
Being a new fan, there were a few songs in the set I didn’t recognise, but there were some excellent choices there. “War Heroes” went into “Nothing at all” beautifully, “Human Nature”, “Guiding Light” and “Outer Limits” all sounded excellent. As they came to the end of the first part of the set, they treated us to the full version of “The Last Human Gateway” – a real masterpiece played perfectly. All of these were accompanied by beautiful graphics, projected onto the screens behind the band.
For me, the encores had the two best songs of the show – the first encore was “No Love Lost” which would have left me happy, but the second encore was a brilliant version of my favourite – “Awake and Nervous” – made a little more special by the break in the middle where they decided to play part of “Caroline” by Status Quo before going back to finish the song! For me, they’ve managed to get just the right balance of fun and serious going to make a band interesting – something that isn’t easy to determine from listening to their albums, but which comes across brilliantly in their live set.
Has it really been twenty years?
The Wonderstuff arrived on stage at a very early 10 to seven-ish and blazed there way through a greatest hits package which included “Welcome to the Cheap Seats”, “Give, Give, Give Me More, More, More” and “Don’t Let Me Down, Gently”. Thankfully there was no “Dizzy” (at least from what I heard – I missed the first few minutes), which I was dreading, and the packed crowd really enjoyed the set, and judging by the look on Miles’ face, so did the band.
I moved to the edge of the mosh pit for the Levellers and the gig started with a sound and visual show of the last 20 years in 3 minutes. The majority of the events and people portrayed seemed to get viciously booed by the crowd, which just goes to show that whoever you are you’re probably going to get remembered badly by the majority of people, or not at all (I heard one bloke comment after the gig, “They (the Levellers) were brilliant, but how many records have they made in the last 20 years? None.” Well 6 actually, but you obviously weren’t listening).
As it was an album run through the running order was pretty much as the album, so we started with “One Way” – which seemed strange as that usually comes somewhere near the end – had a break at the half way point for some brilliant b-sides, including the brilliant “Hard Fight” (the highlight of my night) and a gloriously fast “Last Days of Winter”, but sadly, no “Plastic Jesus”.
Played just before the b-sides, “Liberty Song” was blinding, as was “Fifteen years”.
There was a spot of trouble in the mosh pit at one point with Mark saying “Be nice” and pointing at people. Security then dived in and probably caused more trouble than was necessary, but the Levs kept going through it all.
Mark introduced side 2 with “This is side two of your vinyl or cassette”, and off we went with “Far From Home”.
A manic version of “Riverflow” and then “Battle of the Beanfield” finished the album off. I can’t remember what happened after that because it all went a bit mad, but we definitely got two encores and “What a Beautiful Day” was played at some point.
Marvelous gig, wonderful atmosphere. Great band.
Has it really been twenty years? It certainly didn’t feel like it…
Oh, and I trod on Miles Hunt’s foot on the way back from the toilet during “Another Man’s Cause”.
What do you get when you combine a visual master class in rock god posturing with solid drum and bass mayhem, a great night out at Nottingham Arena.
Although they lack the stage presence of The Prodigy and the aggression of Combichrist the performance was strangely compelling and there will definitely be a place for electronic rock over the next decade, Pendulum have finally come of age.
The young audience bounced and moshed their way through just over 90 minutes of the most popular songs, primarily from the albums Hold Your Colour, In Silico, and Immersion. One of the highlights was the guest vocals provided by local Drum and Bass supremo MC Spyda on Tarantula.
Yes, I would go and see them again.
Another day, another reformation. These usually fill me with dread as, with the odd exception (The Jesus And Mary Chain), the happy memories of some wonderful tunes are stealthily stolen away and replaced by a reissue and another hole in your pocket.
But hang on, this one might just be worth it…
Arriving fairly early I was concerned to see that Lucky Soul were due on at 21:00, The Primitives at 21:50 and curfew was at 22:00. Ten minutes of The Primitives is not what I was expecting.
The support, Lucky Soul, are a six-piece pop band from London, who managed to entertain the crowd with what seemed to be a mixture of Maria Mckee, Lone Justice era vocals combined with a pop/guitar/synth style. I particularly liked the keyboard line in Lips Are Unhappy which was very high in the mix and complimented the vocals a treat.
The set passed quickly and the band left the stage to a very positive reaction from the crowd and a large queue at the merchandise stall.
Tonight’s crowd was made up of mainly older faces who were obviously there partly for the memories, but it was nice to see a younger contingent present as well.
21:50 came and passed, but as the clock slipped past 22:00 The Primitives took to the stage to a huge roar from the expectant audience, and raced straight into I’ll Stick With You. The crowd went mad.
Tracy didn’t seem to look any different to the last time I’d seen the band nearly twenty years ago and, aside from slightly less hair, nor did Paul.
The hits streamed past to mounting hysteria from the crowd; Thru The Flowers, Way Behind Me and Stop Killing Me all caused absolute uproar and by the time Sick Of It was over, the venue was ready to explode.
And it did, as next up was Crash, everyone’s favourite pop song.
Tracy dedicated the next song to Steve Dullaghan, the bands original bassist who sadly passed away last year. I absolutely love (We’ve) Found A Way (To The Sun), and it was worth the effort of turning up just to hear this.
The band encored with Nothing Left and Really Stupid, before leaving the stage for a final time.
Another day, another reformation. And this one really was worth it.
Who next, The Darling Buds? See See Rider? Birdland!? We’ve Got a Fuzzbox and We’re Gonna Use It..?
What better way to spend a Sunday night than going to a gig where you’re only interested in a support band?
The opening act of the evening were Taking Dawn from the good ol’ US of A. For me they were an unknown quantity with an amusing Wikipedia entry which was either penned by the band themselves or some marketing exec trying to build up the hype and shift a few units. First impressions were of being trapped in a time warp from the late 80s or early 90s. Taking Dawn looked and sounded very much in the same vein as Skid Row, Guns ‘n Roses, and so on and so on…… which is not necessarily a bad thing: some modern bands can do the retro thing very well but then again others can’t. On this showing Taking Dawn edged more towards the latter, mainly due to the songs lacking something. They showed flashes of promise with a good riff or two before sadly falling back into genre-conforming mediocrity.
On the plus side, a rock ’n roll round of applause has to go to the drummer who played for the first few minutes wearing ray bans before chucking them high over his shoulder. Also, the front man did a good job of warming up the crowd with his raucous whooping and cheerleading between songs (if that sort of thing warms you up).
If I had to be critical I would’ve preferred to see a more quickfire delivery without the breaks between songs to ask if the crowd are ready to rock. In future please take it as read that the gentlemen and the ladies on all sides of the room are indeed ready to rock.
All in all, highly recommended and looking forward to the debut album coming out soon.
Finally, Airbourne = AC/DC