He was visibly nervous for the first few tracks and chained smoked and swigged from a bottle of JD to help him get into it, by the third or fourth track he was flying and sounded superb. Bands need a solid focal point in their frontman for me to really enjoy them live and Berringer is the man, couldn't take my eyes off him all night. He was rolling around on the cramped stage (there's six of them in the band) screaming into the mike during Abel, much like Nick Cave in the early days of the Bad Seeds before he got all respectable. Vocally he's obviously got an Aidan Moffat/Stuart Staples/Cave kind of style, visually he reminded me of Morrisey, Tom Yorke and Ian Curtis. Unpredictable, intense, focussed, tortured and unhinged. The "I won't fuck us over." bit in Mr November was like a wall of white noise, then they dropped it right back for the rest of the track and the audience were just going fucking mental. They have this weird tense energy, kind of chaotic but controlled in the right places and not of afraid of letting rip where the songs demand it like on Mr. They were absolutely amazing, I didn't expect them to be so vibey and intense live. Went to the London gig last night, spent half of it right at the front and the rest on the balcony near the sound desk, as the sound was much better up there.
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