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Alt-J – Oxford O2 Academy (First show after Mercury Music Prize Win)

A little under 24 hours after winning the Mercury Music Prize, Alt-J arrived into the rigid and angular O2 Academy in Oxford as they got back to the business of touring their debut LP, An Awesome Wave. As a reluctant regular of this venue, experience shows that it takes something special to meld this performance space into something out of the ordinary. Alt-J, with their love of triangles and unexpected sing-alongs were able to poke some holes through the fabric of what might have been expected.

An Awesome Wave is something of a solitary listen, with delicate intricacies seeping out with every spin. This is something that one might expect as the record was able to creatively stew for so long, with every detail being meticulously combed over by the four-piece. However, unleashed into a live setting, and with a joyous appreciation of the band’s achievements, it becomes an entirely different beast.

The band took to the stage beaming and not looking too worse for wear after the previous evening’s forays. With only an album worth of tracks plus a cover (a mash up of Dr Dre and Kylie Minogue), the set is svelte yet fulfilling. Every obtuse lyric that can be deciphered turns into something that the crowd can sing back to the band. The more amusing moments come with the ooh’s and lalala’s, particularly on ‘Breezeblocks’ and ‘Ms’. The minimalism of the role that the guitar plays in the group’s sound is also exemplified. So often it is the first and foremost thought in this genre of music, but here it acts as a finesse instrument to add delicate brushstrokes to the work of the rhythm section and keys.

In catching the fantastic Japandroids play live in Birmingham on Tuesday night, lead singer Brian King was turning 30 at the stroke of midnight as well as it being the final date of their huge European Tour. With a slightly damp midweek crowd, King exclaimed: “I want this to be a fucking moment.” Sadly it never really came to be. From the offset of the Alt-J show, it felt like something special. However, both the audience and the band could sense a shift in what will be expected from both of them moving forwards. Their sound is something they have cooked up over such a period of time, but it no longer belongs to them. It belongs to the audience, to do with as they wish. On this night, it was a euphoric connection between audience and band. The next question is, where do they go now? To draw on recent Mercury winners, do they produce something similar to their previous efforts (The XX), or do they try to innovate again and wander down a different path (Portishead)?

We’ve seen Elbow go on from winning the Mercury Prize to create big singalong anthems, and now with a huge following and big venues to play, they can do that. However, stadium-indie would not be something that could easily be imagined for Alt-J. The beautiful coyness of their record plays well in venues like this, even if the nature of the record gets stretched into something different. Of course, this is what should happen with a live show, it should be offering an added dimension. The band have said they have a few new songs in the bank, but on this post-Mercury (awesome) wave, and £20,000 in the bank, how will this change things?

Biffy Clyro – Live in Swindon / Double LP to come

This horse trotted along to see the always incredible Biffy Clyro play their first live gig in about 6 months in the cool-as-fuck town that is Swindon. No really, its got a roundabout made up of 5 other roundabouts. And a decrepid leisure centre. A decrepid leisure centre with a basketball hall big enough for Biffy to come along and melt some faces. The night and the show were incredible for a million reasons, and that number is not far off the number of times I’ve had the pleasure of seeing them. ‘Glitter and Trauma’ played at a bit of a turning point in my life 7 years ago, so I always feel a bit indebted to this band.

I really hate being one of those ‘Oh I like their old stuff way more than their new stuff’ type of guys’, so much so I feel like going out and buying a second-hand jumper and a £50 haircut, but I really do. I appreciate their more recent stuff, but not in the same way as tracks from their first three albums affect me. So that’s why one of the highlights of the sweaty Swindon gig was hearing a handful of new songs from a forthcoming DOUBLE LP. Capital letters are entirely appropriate here. This isn’t going to be some Stadium Arcadium claptrap bullshit, this is going to be some beefy shit. Or at least, based on the news songs, I’m hoping that’s the case.

To bolster my hopes, the band themselves have come out and said that this DOUBLE LP will be for ‘lost fans’ who may have drifted off with the more poppy recent releases. Mind you, the DOUBLE LP won’t just be face-melting spine-breaking toe-squashing rock. Simon Neill has been quoted as saying:

There are a couple of songs that are written entirely on keyboards, string sounds, and I guess Phil Collins-type electro beats behind it.”

So hey, perhaps I should without my judgement and avoid getting too excited. Perhaps not. I wanted to post one of their new songs from recent live shows , but the sound quality is poor. So here’s something older and more delicious to satiate our appetites until then.

The Cast of Cheers – Oxford 02 Academy – 29/04/2012

The Cast of Cheers’ story is one of those that re-affirms the exemplary qualities of the digital age of music and helps to embody the glorious power of the internet. In 2010 they recorded their debut album Chariot in just a few days. It was only put up onto the excellent BandCamp website to download for free just as a place for friends of the band to get a hold of it . Word-of-mouth spread as it so wonderfully does, and soon enough the album had been downloaded an enormous amount of times, and The Cast of Cheers found themselves to be the first ever download-only nominee in the Choice Music Prize Shortlist last year. A label picked them up, and so an official ‘debut’ album (with a price tag and everything) is forthcoming in June. The live show is something that has been referred to with quite some reverence in the world of the blogosphere, and so a pretty epic line-up of The Cast Of Cheers and Blood Red Shoes hit Oxford last Sunday night.

A blitzkrieg of new songs were shredded through with energy, passion and a bundle of switching time signatures. While the tracks from Chariot are full of sharp, pointy energy , the new tracks feel fuller, warmer and more rounded. I guess that’s what comes with being able to be in a band as a full-time job.

They opened with a track which I’ll make a stab in the dark and say it  could be called ‘No Rest In The West’. There’s such a fervent energy to this band’s live presence. As with many of their tracks, there are time signature changes a-plenty, with sharp Foals-like fretwork riding over a mixture of electronic and normal drum beats. Everything eventually crashes into each other into a riotous blizzard of noise, but it works so damn well.

There’s a lot of love for bassist John Higgins who helps provide the musical walls for the other instruments to bounce off. He does this tremendous shoulder-shuffle move when playing the bass which is part Brett McKenzie in Flight Of The Concords and part Walk Like An Egyptian. When guitarists Conor and Neil Adams get down to some insane fret work (which is pretty often) he’s shuddering around the stage as if the bass is rattling up his spine. It seems like such a ridiculous thing to say, but it’s such a pleasure to see a band enjoying playing their music live so much.

New single ‘Animals’ shows off their more poppy moves; it’s a sound that really works for them as they retain those glorious angular riffs, but they feel as if they’ve been sanded off to fit snugly within the song structure. Auricom sounds phenomenal live; there’s a gradual build-up towards a gloriously math-rock breakdown, accompanied by the keys jagging across those spine-shuddering bass lines.

The Cast of Cheers are a perfect warm-up band, and that’s not to say that that’s where they will stay, but they are such an infectious and inspired band to watch; so much so that a crowd who in theory are mostly present to watch Blood Red Shoes headline can’t help but dance along. The new album sounds like it is gloriously exciting and bursting with ideas, and the live show just brings all of that recorded energy to life.

Dananananakroyd – The Bullingdon, Oxford, November 2011

This is a bit of a strange one. I toddled along to see Dananananaykroyd on Thursday night in Oxford to see their 3rd final show ever before the band call time on their existence. When I told friends this, the usual response was something along the lines of: “Well they must be a bit shit then, as surely anyone deciding to stop doing something must be stopping because they aren’t good enough/popular enough to keep on going.” Well, two positively received albums and huge dollops of praise for one of the best live acts that the United Kingdom has to offer show that not to be true. But in some ways, it feels like a good time to call time.

Looking around at the world of pop culture, sometimes things go on for longer than they should. Jurassic Park? Great. Jurassic Park 2 and 3? Made me want to kidnap David Attenborough, force him to bring dinosaurs back to life just so I can be locked in a room with them so they can tear me limb from limb so I don’t have to live in the knowledge of the fact that I sat through those films.  Leave people wanting more. And so despite the fact that there are plenty of us who are gutted that Dananananaykroyd are calling it a day, we’re left with happy memories of a band at its peak.

And besides, there is something gleefully anarchic for a band to be on a tour where they know it is their final tour. It’s like planning and attending your own funeral; a celebration of the life of the band, and celebrating its forthcoming death with the people who love it by melting faces. The band had been referring to their last gig as a FUNeral, and dressed appropriately for the occasion.

The purpose of this live review seems a bit weird now, since as I am typing this, they played their final show ever in Newcastle last night (mind you, I half-jokingly asked 1/6th of Dananananaykroyd John Baillie Jr about a reunion tour minutes after the end of their gig in Oxford, to which he half-jokingly replied ‘perhaps 2016-ish’). There is also talk of a new band forming with a few Dananananaykroyd members, so all is not lost.

As for the show itself, what can I say that hundreds of critics haven’t said before me? The energy levels were manically high as they blitzed through a frantic set. Those post-hardcore, positively cheerful guitar riffs come catapulting through the speakers; now with only the one drummer playing (as they used to play with two) although he often looked like he was attempting the work of two, a little like Animal the drummer from the Muppets (surely what all drummers aspire to). Frequent ventures from various members of the band into the crowd were made: for a dance, a jump around, a cuddle or perhaps just an attempt to get close to the lady in her mid 40’s at the front who was swaying around in a blissed out state, looking like she was having a flashback to a Stevie Nicks gig 25 years ago.

The Infinty Milk riff is one of my favourite noises in music and closed the main set, before Pink Sabbath and Some Dresses filled the encore. And of course, with Some Dresses comes the infamous ‘Wall of Hugs’, which is the equivalent of the Wall of Death, except it involves running towards and then cuddling a stranger instead of attempting to bludgeon their face in.

It’s also worth mentioning that Traps and CDX writer Pete Hughes band Narobi were supporting. Nairobi in particular were clearly trying to outdo Dananananaykroyd with the number of time signatures they could squeeze into a track, but both were good fun.

And so now we have to enter the post-apocalyptic Dananananaykroyd-less barren musical wasteland, at least until 2016 (please?). Hats off to the boys [and girl] who have made such giddy live music a pleasure for so many over the last several years.

Bombay Bicycle Club – O2 Academy, Oxford, October 2011

Bombay Bicycle Club rode their merry way into Oxford for the latest night of their biggest UK tour to date, in support of their recently released third album, A Different Of Fix.

Supporting were Dry The River, a five piece who spent most of their time attempting to prove why they aren’t a four piece. Unfortunately for them, their violinist was expertly hidden near the edge of the stage, and well obscured by a well-placed tall gent in front of me for a large amount of time. So imagine my surprise when two and a half tracks into their set, I suddenly spot this violinist, because I had certainly struggled to even notice his sound. Other than that, Dry The River sounded good, with a nice mix between the softer, quieter moments, and some huge eruptions of alt-rock noise. The voice of lead singer and guitarist Peter Liddle was particularly impressive; it’s a powerful voice that is full of feeling, like a slightly more rocking version of Guy Garvey.

After some Fat Man Scoop and House of Pain to get the crowd in the mood, an even more fractured cut of the already off-kilter piano loop from Shuffle burst out from the speakers, and the band took to the stage. Opening with Shuffle worked nicely as it showed the band had no fear in blasting through one of the most anticipated tracks of the night as they know they have a great depth of material to choose from. The band tore through a good chunk of new tracks from Fix, such as Your Eyes, Leave It and one of my favourites of the night, What You Want. Lucy Rose, who recorded vocals alongside lead singer’s Jack Steadman on Fix has also joined them on tour, which helps bring those tracks to life.

A couple of tracks from their second album, Flaws, got an airing too, and they got as big a reaction as anything else that was played. On the whole, the set list was designed to store up the big numbers from their first album to unleash towards the end. There were a few hugely pleasing aspects to this. Firstly, that it seems easy to forget just how many brilliant tracks there were from that first album; secondly that these tracks have grown, matured and really taken root within people’s consciousness. Thirdly, the band look like they still have such a great time playing these tracks; they are not a burden to bear as can be the case for some bands who have decided that some part of their older material was ‘shit’ (take a bow Arctic Monkeys, Kings of Leon, et al…..).

While it was enjoyable hearing the new tracks played live, the older tracks completely won the day. On Evening/Morning, the two bass bridges felt like they were erupting through the walls and the floor, twinned with the lights blitzing frenzied white colour, it was an awesome spectacle. An often overlooked or overplayed element, the lighting was great throughout. On the haunting Still, played as the first encore track, Steadman sat at the piano bathed in blue light while Lucy Rose sat at the opposite side of the stage, and was bathed in orange light while assisting Steadman with vocals during the chorus, then disappearing back into the darkness when falling silent. It was a nice touch as it created a feeling of solitude and coldness to match the lyrics of the verses, while the chorus’ felt warmer.

The most impressive thing from the show is how full the set list feels. There are no flat tyres here on this bicycle, this is a band with a mighty selection of tracks to choose from and who have a captivating live show.