Gliss + Tiger Warsaw + Blank |
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| Bivouac @ Angel Cafe
1 November 2009
Photos & Review by Pete |
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Samhaim, All Hallows, timely then for the Bivouac's Steve H to make one more return from the dead. This was his fourth music venue of the year and a new beginning at the alcohol-free, teen friendly, age-unrestricted Angel Cafe bar close to the Drill Hall. Great to have you back.
Openers Mick, Scott, Dom and James of Blank are long time favourites of mine so if you want fast forward through this paragraph anyone who might reasonably prefer to skip my over-caffeinated buzz of appreciation for this band. Still, they have yet to fuck-up at any of the gigs I've seen them play and oh
Second support act Tiger Warsaw - who had mentioned pre-set that their own home music venue The
People are hard up. No-one's buying much alcohol at gigs and tonight only a few cappuccinos were being frothed up in the Angel Cafe. In fact some people were resorting to helping themselves to the odd cube of brown sugar from the bowls on the table. This wasn't to be the only indicator on the night of general impoverishment.
But first and all the way from Los Angeles had come Martin Klingman, David Reiss and Victoria Cecilia of Gliss - but unfortunately most people had left to get the last bus home there was only a couple of us and Blank and their girlfriends who had stuck around - on and yeah, the one actual for-real Gliss fan who had turned up, a young lass called Heidi - good on her for making it along on her own anyways to show some support. This band have in the not too distant past opened for The Black Rebel Motorcycle Club! and Smashing Pumpkins! and so surveying the sparse crowd tonight they looked like they needed some
Post-set and those of us with a little money on us were shamelessly bidding on albums we couldn't actually afford and Gliss were prepared to generously accept what little was so shamelessly offered. Blimey, seems even when it came to the merch the Lincoln contingent didn't exactly manage to do ourselves proud. Sorry, Gliss and best of luck in Manchester (Monday 2nd November) and supporting the Horrors in Italy.
Some more photos at www.shinephoto.plus.com website.
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yeah, once again it was proper thrilling stuff as far as I was concerned, thanks very much. Second point - super nice drumming from 'the not-so-new-anymore' guy who now compliments a band that has dramatically grown up together over the last year. They seem to be loosening up individually with more personality shining through - and similarly there is a step-up in technique, perhaps most noticeably with Mick's clever guitar work midway through their opener. Cool. The confidence is growing and as a consequence some of that flaying, adrenaline soaked harshness of the early gigs has become increasingly focussed, perhaps as they overcome nerves and a level of anxiety. They look and sound like a fast-developing heavyweight band and I'm still happy to tout them as serious contenders. I'm a sucker for those unstoppable beats that form the backbone to their punky songs, jerkily powerful like witnessing an articulated lorry braking too late and those wheels shuddering along the tarmac, rattling all the windows in the surrounding neighbourhood.
Horse and Groom was about to shut up shop. Its a fuckin' nightmare for promoters right now and a shame to lose that home to some great gigs - but good luck to the management as they move on with their lives: after their one last blow out event hastily scheduled for next Sunday, November 8th. The day before that Dean, Tev and Dave get to play in London so tonight was a timely opportunity to scrape off any loose rust from their material. From the reflective, instrumental-oriented first piece their sound is so evocative of some splintered rock landscapes north of the Arctic Circle. Murmuring feedback and rumbling crescendos hint at meteorite-impacted, lightning-ripped desolation and damaged yet unflinching masculinity. The key and tempo shifts are consistently perplexing, swiping at randomness with outbursts of unpredictability. Drummer Dave had been looking a bit worse for wear early on but soon perked up as the band navigated their way through and it was an intense workout for the big one next weekend. Best of luck.
inspiration and couldn't hide the bemused expression of people who are seriously unloved, sort of morose and pissed off looking. Subsequently the slow paced nature of their music was then, at first at least, a bit unfortunate. Particularly the affected vocal which suggested depressed bleakness and/or a sleepy stupour. I decided I really disliked them after four seconds. But my camera ran out of memory before I could take a shot to illustrate a critical review and leave and it took five minutes deleting an excess of underexposed shots of plimsolls before I returned my attention to the band and found they had by then insinuated themselves into my psyche. Damn. I had not only started becoming deeply pessimistic about life but I was quite enjoying it. They sure are comfortable performing together, like some long-time patients from One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest (or Sam Fuller's Shock Corridor). They even take turns with the well-worn Fender guitars and drum-kit in a 'let's share' therapeutic kind of respectful harmony thing. Possibly as a result of having been together and steadfastly chafing up against oblivion for some time already (they've a couple of albums out and a decent sized fan-base back home) they know what they are doing and it's done well. What starts out as sounding forbidding melts the resistance in your head as they persevere through that extensive back catalogue. The effort (from both sides) eventually succeeds in manifesting something sad and yet beautiful. Hm.This page was last updated Monday, 11 January 2010
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