Saturday night in Glasgow is no place for
the faint-hearted and so James got (most of) their hits out for one of the
biggest shows of the La Petite Mort tour.
The Hydro has garnered itself something of
a bad reputation for sound since its opening last year, but there’s no real
problems with the sound tonight where we’re stood is fine and the venue works
in the sense that there’s a decent vantage point pretty much everywhere.
Tonight’s set is geared towards the
Saturday night crowd. Whilst there’s
still six songs from the new album and All Good Boys and Greenpeace retain
their place, the rest of the set aims to generate a celebratory atmosphere
rather than a listening crowd. This
comes to a crux when Tim stops All I’m Saying because, despite requesting a few
minutes silence so he can sing this song that’s very difficult for him because
of the subject, the crowd don’t and he can’t carry on over the noise. It’s a shame that the crowd couldn’t respect
that wish, but then it’s difficult to shut up eight thousand people for a few
minutes when a large chunk of them have been on the lash all day.
The tone of the show is set by the opening
Lose Control when Tim, Larry and Andy walk through the crowd. The venue layout doesn’t really lend itself
to this working as the only seats that can access the route to the stage are
not raised very high so most of the floor can’t see what’s going on. But they just take the song and make it their
own almost drowning Tim out in the process.
Seven has a sea of arms raised in unison and Walk Like You, with its
many different sections and improvised outro keeps the atmosphere at fever
pitch. All Good Boys surprisingly works in this
environment, it feels made for these bigger stages, particularly as it builds
to the five-voice crescendo at the end. It feels and sounds like a lost
classic.
Sound has Tim musing on the fact that
there’s something beautiful about men singing the “mah bah ooh” part of the
song. Tonight it fills the hall, dark and rumbling, slightly menacing, lit up
by stunning use of the backdrop and the big lighting rig. Curse Curse, which Tim later says he should
have changed to “Maloney shoots and scores” in the presence of friend and
Scotland manager Gordon Strachan, really turns the heat up, people losing themselves
in a heady mix of the electronic vibes of the song, ferocious lighting and a
hazy fog of alcohol. Tim goes
crowd-surfing half way through the song as well yet still manages to hold
everything together as he sings lying chest-down on a sea of arms. Laid has Tim
down on the barrier again and helping a crowd surfer up on to the stage to
dance with him. The reaction of the
audience tells you why many bands see Glasgow crowds as one of the best to play
to. Hymn From A Village hammers that
point home as well.
Then things turn slightly sour with the All
I’m Saying incident. Thinking about how
often Tim went down into the crowd tonight, far more than he normally would,
suggests that the distance and height from the crowd meant he was having
trouble getting the connection he wanted.
They play Quicken The Dead as an alternative and then it all gets
forgotten as the venue is turned into a mass of waving arms as they go into Out
To Get You, a song that’s been on quite a journey from its initial place on the
Lose Control b-side to one of the band’s most loved songs and one that
guarantees a fabulous reception whenever they play it. Getting Away With It, with Tim humming the
intro section, has the whole place bouncing again and everything is forgotten.
Greenpeace looks and sounds stunning, but
as Saul alluded to in the soundcheck, it does feel like it gets slightly
lost in these big arenas. It’s not a song an audience can do a lot with given
the contrast in pace and volume of the various sections except stand and stare
at its sheer power. Stutter is a very
different beast as it rumbles its way to its manic conclusion, bulldozing
everything in its way.
Just Like Fred Astaire is simply
jaw-droppingly beautiful, the song, more than any other, they’ve absolutely
captured the essence of on this tour.
Gorgeous swooping keyboard, vocals that enhance the expression of love
apparent in the words. Moving On gets
the warmest reception of all the new songs tonight, the sentiment touches most
of the people in the room in some way and there must be a cathartic effect of
thousands of people singing back to you something incredibly personal. Gone Baby Gone, once again, is the highlight
of the new songs though and Tim helps another dancer up on stage for this one.
Come Home and Tomorrow finish the main set
and see Tim back down in the crowd surfing, although some people get a bit too
close and personal prompting him to ask if “the person who stole my penis can
give it back”, a change from when someone stole his shoe at the Barrowlands in
1990. Come Home gets stretched out as Tim can't sing because of the attention he's getting so it loses its way a little as they scrabble to keep the song going, but they manage to rescue it.
Born Of Frustration sees them all stay on
stage tonight and allows us to focus on the sheer power of the song without
being distracted by people in different corners of the arena. It’s a song that drifts in and out of the
setlist, but really was the calling card for the Seven album, especially when
the crowd can participate in the hollering Indian call of the intro of the
song.
They finish with Sometimes which almost
descends into farce, they play the song with an interesting opening where Tim
sings the first line without the band having started the song, the audience
stops, are called back into action by Tim stomping his feet, prompting a
sing-along section, but before the band can come back in the crowd stop singing
and it doesn’t get carried into the mass celebratory communion it’s been on
other nights. It’s one of the great
things about having Sometimes at the end of the set, although the structure of
it might be well-known to people, it’s never the same because of the crowd and
how they take it.
All in all, a gig very much geared to the
audience and the night of the week, but still enough in there that goes beyond
what the casual fan of the band might know and expect from them. With concerns about the venue and Tim’s voice,
which sounded in fine fettle despite issues with his throat over the past few
days, it was the right set for the evening and the place, but hopefully we'll see some changes this week.
James played Lose Control, Seven, Walk Like
You, All Good Boys, Sound, Curse Curse, Laid, Hymn From A Village, All I’m
Saying (intro), Quicken The Dead, Out To Get You, Getting Away With It (All
Messed Up), Greenpeace, Stutter, Just Like Fred Astaire, Moving On, Gone Baby
Gone, Come Home, Tomorrow, Born Of Frustration and Sometimes.
James' official website can be found here, where you can find details of their November arena tour. They are on Facebook and Twitter. Some of the band - Tim, Larry, Andy and Dave - are also on Twitter.
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A "fan-run" show, and with 8,000 people it can get over-powering for the band I agree. Yet as this band finds new fans, the old ones are comforted by the sounds they remember and want badly to sing along. This is a revealing take on the events, I think the crowd could've been more thoughtful about being silent at the appropriate places - but hell this is a concert. "Comfort songs" like comfort foods are always demanded, and this band delivers. I had a ball watching them in NYC.
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