Review: The Editors
October 8th, 2005 04:31 pmWhere: Irish Centre, Digbeth, Birmingham. 7th October 2005
Support bands: A really good 4-piece whose name I didn't catch and We Are Scientists
The exotically Irish Centre is a strange place to go for a rock gig. Outside posters are advertising Irish acts who use accordions and Patrick Kielty. The Inside of the venue has a huge mural of irish landscapes down one side (all cornflower-blue lakes, little white houses and green fields - very Craggy Island). The centre is like a big community centre hall, with proper carpet and lots and lots of tinsel shamrocks, Irish flags and harps and a massive clock on one wall in the shape of Ireland. It was a bit surreal.
We arrived partway through the first support act, who was very rocky and toe-tapping. I really liked them but haven't the faintest idea who they were, which is a shame because I'd like to hear more of their stuff.
The second band were We Are Scientists; a 3-piece group from Noo Yoirk (whose video is currently constantly on MTV2 - its the one where three people (the band) go around doing eerything together). The only song I knew was the single (which they played last) so it was nice to hear some of their other stuff. There were a lot of WAS fans in the audience who gave them a warm reception. Keith (the rockingly-named lead singer) spent most of his time between songs commenting on how great The Editors were. Bless 'im.
Standing in front of us during We Are Scientists was Russell (bassist). If I'd have had a pen I would have got him to sign my ticket. Nah, that's a lie, I'm too shy to do anything like that.
And then onto the main event. They walked on stage all dressed in black looking quite relaxed, even smiling and stuff. Frontman Tom is pretty darn scary live, singing and throwing himself around the stage with intensity. He even had these big veins appear on his forehead ('cos that's how close we were to the front).
They played pretty much everything off the album, starting withthe more well known songs like Bullets and Munich and playing Blood about halfway through the set, (unlike most bands who would have played it as their finale).
I would have phone-posted 'Blood' because it sounded absolutely fantastic, unfortunately I couldn't get a singal in the Irish Centre. Over too soon (but then they only have one album so it's not too surprising).
Much fun was had by all.
Afterwards the band were DJ-ing at Ramshackle @ The Academy we would have gone if not for wanting to get home and to bed.
All in all a stonking 8/10. Local boys done good. \o/
The drive home was hellish though. Two spots along the M6 were closed to one lane and impatient drivers were bombing along the hard shoulder past all the queuing traffic at 60 and 70 miles an hour (which scared the hell out of me) or squeezing their way past lorries and stuff. Absolute bunch of twats. And typically no police to catch them doing it. I must have seen about 5 near-misses (where if they weren't a near miss someone would have died). Took us more than an hour and a half to do a 40 minute journey. Not something you expect at eleven o'clock at night. I was getting very sweary.
Support bands: A really good 4-piece whose name I didn't catch and We Are Scientists
The exotically Irish Centre is a strange place to go for a rock gig. Outside posters are advertising Irish acts who use accordions and Patrick Kielty. The Inside of the venue has a huge mural of irish landscapes down one side (all cornflower-blue lakes, little white houses and green fields - very Craggy Island). The centre is like a big community centre hall, with proper carpet and lots and lots of tinsel shamrocks, Irish flags and harps and a massive clock on one wall in the shape of Ireland. It was a bit surreal.
We arrived partway through the first support act, who was very rocky and toe-tapping. I really liked them but haven't the faintest idea who they were, which is a shame because I'd like to hear more of their stuff.
The second band were We Are Scientists; a 3-piece group from Noo Yoirk (whose video is currently constantly on MTV2 - its the one where three people (the band) go around doing eerything together). The only song I knew was the single (which they played last) so it was nice to hear some of their other stuff. There were a lot of WAS fans in the audience who gave them a warm reception. Keith (the rockingly-named lead singer) spent most of his time between songs commenting on how great The Editors were. Bless 'im.
Standing in front of us during We Are Scientists was Russell (bassist). If I'd have had a pen I would have got him to sign my ticket. Nah, that's a lie, I'm too shy to do anything like that.
And then onto the main event. They walked on stage all dressed in black looking quite relaxed, even smiling and stuff. Frontman Tom is pretty darn scary live, singing and throwing himself around the stage with intensity. He even had these big veins appear on his forehead ('cos that's how close we were to the front).
They played pretty much everything off the album, starting withthe more well known songs like Bullets and Munich and playing Blood about halfway through the set, (unlike most bands who would have played it as their finale).
I would have phone-posted 'Blood' because it sounded absolutely fantastic, unfortunately I couldn't get a singal in the Irish Centre. Over too soon (but then they only have one album so it's not too surprising).
Much fun was had by all.
Afterwards the band were DJ-ing at Ramshackle @ The Academy we would have gone if not for wanting to get home and to bed.
All in all a stonking 8/10. Local boys done good. \o/
The drive home was hellish though. Two spots along the M6 were closed to one lane and impatient drivers were bombing along the hard shoulder past all the queuing traffic at 60 and 70 miles an hour (which scared the hell out of me) or squeezing their way past lorries and stuff. Absolute bunch of twats. And typically no police to catch them doing it. I must have seen about 5 near-misses (where if they weren't a near miss someone would have died). Took us more than an hour and a half to do a 40 minute journey. Not something you expect at eleven o'clock at night. I was getting very sweary.