I picked Logan up from his gym sesh and parked up behind the Hop, greeting Tim and the rest of the band, plus a whole horde of Swindon gig folks (Paj and Avril, Paul, Andy, Dubs – even Beef rocked up later!), before grabbing a front row pew for opener Jol Rose. Another veteran of the Swindon music scene, albeit a gent I’d not seen “live” before, his buoyant solo acoustic guy shenanigans veered between seriously old school galloping Elvis/ Sun Records honky tonk rock’n’roll (opener “Bangalore Boogie” and a later “Two Ton Trixie”), occasional Lou Reed-esque laconic yet wallowing balladry (“All Alone Again”) and some 60’s Dylan-esque political protest essays (“Liars And Thieves” and “Palestine Free” both striking a chord), all delivered with oodles of strident harmonica and effervescent and chatty enthusiasm. So chatty in fact, that he had to cut a couple of songs from his set, but still finished with a rousing singalong to “We’re Gonna Make Some Hay”, a song about getting old and seizing the day, which I’m all up for. Overall, a fun opening set, despite the occasional tech issues (which Jol initially put down to something loose rattling around in his guitar!) from an entertaining performer and possible distant cousin – in Swindon, who knows for sure?!
The Shudders then set up in fairly short order, and I showed them a pic of the first time I took Logan to a Shudders gig – May 2008 (gig 746), when my then 10-month-old son was perched on my shoulders! Introducing the band, Danny made reference to said pic, suggesting we re-enact it tonight. Not much chance of that…! The boys, seated line abreast, with drummer Jim atop his beatbox slightly behind vocalist Danny, eased into the repetitive hook and easy, melodic refrain of Byrds/ late period Teenage Fanclub-esque opener “Get Out Of Here”, setting the tone for tonight’s performance and thereafter commenting, “we’re going to destroy all the happiness Jol brought [to his set]!”, before the melancholy yet singalong “No Man’s Land”.
This
was again an understated yet eminently melodic set from the boys, touching on
all aspects on their canon but sensibly concentrating on the slower, more
pensive 3-part harmony-driven 70’s Laurel Canyon folk/country rock-tinged material,
more suited to this acoustic setting. However, I particularly enjoyed the
bouncier and powerpoppy “Sorry”, initially abandoned (“brain fart!” admitted
Liam) yet revisited later in the set, the unplanned, pub-wide rousing clap- and
singalong to the Irish jig of oldie “Lost And Broke”, and the equally unplanned
and pacier set closer “Words Of A Fool” (featuring a positively Smiths-esque
middle 8 guitar break from Liam, according to Logan!), although the entire set
was delivered with understated charm and bonhomie from the band, relaxed and at
ease in front of friends and family.
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