Showing posts with label Ginger Wildheart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ginger Wildheart. Show all posts

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Gig Review: Ginger Wildheart & Friends. Norwich Waterfront, 12/12/11



Norwich can be a strange place for gigs. More specifically, the crowds at the gigs. It's seemingly all or nothing with them. I've been to gigs where the crowd have been on fire, absolutely going ballistic. But, there have been times where the majority of the crowd seem to have been disturbed from an hours long slumber, and...just...stand...there.

The times I've seen Ginger (or The Wildhearts) in Norwich, it's seemingly the latter. The people at the front jumping around and having a great time, everyone else stood there. Fair enough, I guess, you pay your hard earned money, you can react how you like to the performance (or not, more on that later), but you do have to clap and cheer if you like what you see.

This time round, Norwich was thankfully a little more engaged. Whilst a lot of people at the back were doing their best tree impressions, loads of people were having great fun, and everyone witnessed a truly insane gig, one of the oddest I've seen, but also one of the best.

Things were off to a great start with the first support act, Exit_International, hailing from Wales. Their mix of huge old riffs (a common theme for the entire evening) and screaming, mental vocals are not my usual cup of tea, but I thoroughly enjoyed their set, and was disappointed when it came to an end. I shall be picking up their new album, 'Black Junk', as soon as possible.

The same can be said for Hawk Eye's (Formerly Chickenhawk), not usually my bag. Whilst I enjoyed the previous band ever-so-slightly more, I really dug Hawk Eye's and they provided some memorable songs and memorable moments, namely a quick Phil Collins 'Easy Lover' sing-a-long, and a fantastic instance where singer/guitarist Paul hopped the barrier, mic stand and guitar in tow and performed an entire song in the crowd. Not seen that before!

After that, it was time for Ginger & Friends, and while I'm not going to reveal what he played until after the tour has concluded (check back here after Sunday, or if you are reading this at a later date, just scroll down) there is plenty to say.

In my opinion, Ginger has assembled the best lineup I've seen him with (and that includes the stonking 2009 Wildhearts lineup.) Denzil, Rich Jones, Chris Catalyst, Victoria Liedtke and the simply brilliant 'Random' Jon Poole made up the cast and they performed a fantastic set of Wildhearts hits and rarities (think I'm OK saying that.)

As usual though, some of the best moments came in between the songs. Anyone who has seen Ginger live knows what an amusing guy he is, and surrounded by his mates in the band, he was on fine form. A bizarre song from the mind of Jon Poole was given an airing. It's hard to write about here, but just YouTube 'The Leafy Hand', and you may get a bit closer to getting it. A heartfelt rendition of 'When A Child Is Born' by Johnny Mathis was also hilarious, except all the words were changed to 'Massive Cock and Balls'. You had to be there.

Also par for the course for a Ginger gig is song requests that will never happen. I honestly believe some people think that a band comes out on stage with no clue whatsoever as to what they are going to play. This is not the case. Anyone who follows Ginger on Twitter or Formspring knows that the songs are rehearsed in advance, as some are quite hard to play, then whittled down to make the best set possible.

So, the couple of people constantly screeching for 'Miles Away Girl' were going to leave disappointed. Even if it was for the lady in questions 3 year old daughter ("I don't care if it's for your Grandmother whose in a coma, I'm not fucking playing it!", was the classic response from Ginger.)

This all led to a hilarious situation at the encore, when Ginger refused to play anything people shouted out. Even the person who shouted out the next song on the set list, that was abandoned for just some general pissing about. This may all sound rubbish to some people, a band not playing as many songs in an encore, but you just need to understand, Ginger gigs are not like regular gigs, they're better!

This didn't please some on Facebook, moaning about not getting the last couple of songs, due to the rather loud couple of audience members, but what they don't understand is what we are seeing, the band having a laugh instead, messing around with other songs, is all spontaneous and won't be repeated! And it's great fun!

Nothing at Norwich, of course, was like the following night in Bristol. I won't open that can of worms again, but it seemed to get very chaotic at the end, and a lot of people in the crowd seemed to come off very badly, whether it be on the night or the next day on the internet.

Incidents like that, and minor little quibbles like Norwich, I can see why Ginger is taking a break from touring after these dates. To be honest, I've seen him 3 times this year in one form or another, without having to leave Norwich, and each time has been wildly entertaining. And this most recent gig ranks up there with one of the best I've been to, certainly the best in Norwich, and I've seen a lot here. A fine way to end the gigging year, and indeed, Ginger's touring run for the foreseeable future.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Gig Review: Norfolk Spectacular Arena Stage (4/9/11): Ginger Wildheart/Terrorvision



Against all better judgement we descended on the Norfolk Spectacular this past weekend to watch the bands they housed on their 'Arena Stage'. For the uninitiated, first off - lucky you. But allow me to fill you in.

The Norfolk Spectacular, primarily is a festival for today's pop acts. Which are a lot worse than when I was a kid, or when anyone was I guess. But acts like N-Dubz, Tinnie Tempah and Chipmunk graced the main stage over the weekend, and organizers added a alternative stage at a later date. Kudos to them to actually bother, but based on the rather poor turnout (I hear the indie day on the Saturday had an even lower one!) I can't see them doing it again.

After we had to brave the queue for 90 minutes (which was full of utter scum, by the way. Imagine parents giving their fat, 12 year old kids cider and cigarettes and you'll start to scratch the surface of the disgusting excuses for humanity we had to withstand), we were let in and we headed to the aforementioned 'Arena Stage', which in actuality was where they hold the auctions for livestock. Classy right?

As a side note, I would have been majorly pissed off if I had bought a main stage ticket. Not because I'd shelled out almost £40 to see a bunch of children's entertainers (thanks Charlie Brooker for that one) play the same song all day, but the fact I'd paid £40 for a ticket that I could have got for £15 the day before the festival started. You see, at one point the stages were totally separate, but recently it was decided that anyone could see any stage, and when the UEA knocked the Arena tickets down to £15, well that meant you could see any stage for £15 for the day.

Anyhow, when we got to the cattle shed, it was pretty empty with just 30 minutes till the first act, and it never really filled up much all day. The busiest it got was when it started raining outside and the chavs from the main stage poured in, and managed to block both fire exits with their mere presence.

The acts then. It kicked off as we, and about 2 other people watched blues duo Dove & Boweevil (***) who did impress, even with an extremely short running time. The singing half of the act (Dove, obviously) had a great voice, but it's hard to get any sort of impression when a setlist lasts 15 minutes.

We never saw any of Cutback, and there was a bonus band not listed on the poster, who had the 80s hair metal vibe about them, seemed very enthusiastic but suffered from some poor sound further back, and were that memorable I can't even think of their name...

The Burning Crows (***) impressed whilst they were onstage, but the fact I repeatedly forgot their name as soon as they left (and again whilst typing this), and couldn't remember any of their songs is never a good sign.

You have to remember, that most of the acts (up till a certain point) only had about 20 minutes to make an impression, and that can be incredibly hard when you have act after act come out, as the next two bands found...

Dead Red (*) were another instantly forgettable band, only notable for having a female vocalist. Can't remember anything about them other than that. Equally bad were The Dirty Tricks (*), who were memorable at least, but for only being a totally insipid 'indie rock' band with a head numbing guitar sound. Naturally this is when the chavs descended due to the rain, and they ate it up. Speaks volumes.

After that onslaught, we just wanted Ginger and Terrorvision on the stage, but we had more to come. And when a bunch of indie kid looking guys wandered on the stage, we didn't have much in the way of expectations for Big Num (****), but we were dead wrong! The frontman opened his mouth and it was like Bon Scott reborn, very much an AC/DC style of band, but with individuality so they weren't just an AC/DC sound-a-like band. Highly recommended if you get a chance to take them out.

Slaves To Gravity (***) seemed to take the whole 'lack of crowd' thing a bit personally, although they quite rightly pointed out that everyone needed to cheer up. Fair point, everyone who wasn't in the front row looked miserable and bored. They were at a rock gig on a Sunday afternoon, cheer up! Slaves themselves were alright, was surprised to learn they were still going. A reasonable set, nothing more, nothing less.

The Qemists (*) represented the absolute nadir of the entire day. Seemingly a holdover from the main stage (and judging by the spotty little herberts that suddenly appeared, that must have been the case), they were just a really terrible version of Pendulum. But lacking any kind of originality. Or memorable songs. It started being mildly amusing, and they didn't play many songs but the ones they did play seemed to roll on for an eternity. Awful.

Thank God then, for Ginger Wildheart And Friends (*****), who salvaged the entire day with a fantastic set. Backed up by a brilliant band (Rich Jones, Willie Dowling, Ritch Battersby and 'Random' Jon Poole) they played everything from Wildhearts classics (Sick Of Drugs, My Baby Is A Headfuck, Suckerpunch) to newer material (Mazel Tov Cocktail and a hilariously renamed You Took The Sunshine From Norfolk) to even some Silver Ginger 5 stuff, which I had been waiting years to see live. Things were slightly disrupted by the usual pissed up, balding, middle aged guys throwing themselves against everyone, whilst not having the slightest idea what song was being played. Ah well, never mind - it was a great set...

Sick Of Drugs
My Baby Is A Headfuck
Suckerpunch
Taxi/Cheers
Mazel Tov Cocktail
Caffeine Bomb
You Took The Sunshine From New York
Vanilla Radio
Girls Are Better Than Boys
Brain Sugar
Sonic Shake
I Wanna Go Where The People Go

Terrorvision (****) rounded the day off nicely, and whilst I enjoyed them, I just didn't know as many of their songs as I did Ginger and Co. but they were terrifically entertaining, in particular frontman Tony Wright taking some potshots at the main stage ("This may be a cattle shed, but the sheep are over there!") before launching into a very appropriate 'Friends and Family' ("There's a party over here, fuck you over there!"). A top end to the day.

I honestly can't see next years Norfolk Spectacular featuring any kind of alternative stage, due to the total lack of interest shown this year. I'm still puzzled as to where the people went, they'd sold over 500 tickets and attendance barely crept over 100 tops. It's a shame as this sort of thing is exactly what this region needs. But if the crowds are mostly unenthusiastic, what can you do?