Lower Dens, Vicar Street, 22/11/2010

23 11 2010

While this post should be called ‘Beach House, Vicar Street’, lack of lights during their performance meant that I have feck all pictures of worth for this site. That said, support act Lower Dens were bathed in a lovely abundance of light. I only wish I’d paid more attention to them and taken more pictures. Ah well.


And here’s the Beach House one’s for comparison:

The Courteneers, Dublin’s Academy, 30th March 2010

7 04 2010

Tee-shirt & jeans rock and roll band play in little lighting. Stand around on stage and look pretty average.

Photographer stunned.

Okay, so they’re nothing special. At all. Kasabian-lite would be putting it nicely. I mean, It’s been done to death – just because you’re from Manchester doesn’t mean you’re innately full of angst and squaring for a fight all the time. We need more than shoulder-dropping and slack-jawed ‘Yah-riiights” to keep us entertained these days. Liam Gallagher has that down-pat. –¬†Fair enough the new single ‘You Overdid it Doll’ is a catchy enough tune, but it was far from enough to keep one photographer entertained.

That said the Manchester lads treated the crowd to a big-screen broadcast of the Manchester United – Bayern Munich Champions League match before the show. They even came out during to mingle with the fans, watch their beloved United and shout in horror as they went behind and Rooney got crocked. Understandably, they were less than happy taking to the stage at 10:10. It was a late start for a band at the Academy. The curfew means the music has to stop at a certain hour, and it resulted in their 18-strong setlist being curtailed toward the end.

When you see so many gigs a year – with some amazing bands in wee little clubs, it makes you wonder how something so bland can near sell out the Academy. It’s all posing above tunes. There’s only so much your dropped shoulders can carry Mr. Fray. For Christ’s sake he was wearing sunglasses indoors. In a dark room. At Night. (Though he did toss them aside angrily later – only for a roadie to gather them and place them in a wee case).

It’s not that they’re bad – it’s just that they offer absolutely nothing original of note.¬†Just when you think it’s peaked, Lad-Rock just got that bit more average-r.