On The Scene//Jon Byrne - Live at Studio 2, Liverpool.
On an evening that
for once didn’t thrust you into internal submission to its breeze there was
much gig activity in the ol’ town of Liverpool. On this particular evening I
found myself in the always uber cool Studio 2 for a sparsely attended
(undeservedly so I say) but none the less peaceable gig from the master of
acoustic rants, Mr Jon Byrne.
The twilight
acoustics of the venue don’t always work for every band I’ve seen in this
setting but on this occasion, with the help of the mostly acoustic songs and a
man with a great talent for mic stand re-positioning it was an excellent sonic experience
for all. The support slots from Son of Mojo and Adam and Prometheus were
excellent, setting the tone for the evening easily before the man himself came
to the stage, dapper in his pointy shoes which really caught my eyes.
The dazzling array of
instruments scattered across the stage were all used at some point in the
set - various guitars and a mandolin all
making the perfect backing for his pointed and often hilarious rants on life. Perhaps
the red flowers and the raven adorning the microphone were a metaphor for the
images his music produced or perhaps they were just as they seemed adornment
but they certainly put ideas into my head. The music he performed, mostly from
the recently released album Built By Angels had a real bite – mostly right off
your ear as you watched him stomp the stage to death with an energy akin to a
madman who collects roses and ravens… Ah!
Soon it all became clear
that this was no ordinary gig stop. There was pitch black humour, swearing a
plenty and music that was beautiful in the darkest and occasionally dirtiest of
manners. More than once the aforementioned man with a talent for mic-stand
manipulation appeared to enable Byrne to sing in an erect position, and more
than often the mic slipped down again as the oft viciously stomped on floor
drum took a battering to great effect.
Indeed the whole set
from Byrne could be summed up using a quote he himself said at one point during
the gig: “It’s like a maniac having a breakdown isn’t it?” followed by an impassioned
scream. And it’s hard to disagree that a performance so full of energy and
flair didn’t deserve a least a few more people in the room. I still want those
shoes however…
Reviewed by Sebastian
Gahan.