Make some noise for Maruja: they won’t hear you over their tambourine.

Twirling onto stage with flailing arms in such a way that I can only describe as resembling an inflatable man, lead singer Harry Wilkinson makes his way to the microphone while beckoning for applause that the audience readily gives. Joe Carroll on the saxophone (and later tambourine), Matt Buonaccorsi on bass and Jacob Hayes on drums make up the rest of the unique Mancunian band, Maruja. Previously described as ‘jazz punk’, I’d say this categorisation of their music is probably the most accurate label they could be given. With elements of heavy rock, soulful instrumentals and subtly political lyrics, this genre defying band is difficult to describe. 

In an interview with Craig Charles on BBC Radio 6 Music last Friday, saxophonist Joe Carroll describes their live shows as having “moments that are complete carnage” and sections of “free-formy, emotional stuff”. They start with ‘The Invisible Man’, which seemingly has both these elements within the same song, with repeating saxophone phrases that become earworms and lyrics that start at an almost-whisper building to a passionate shout.

Having heard of the frequency of stage dives the band commits to, I decided to stick to lurking more towards the back of Brudenell Social Club. Even though I am a sucker for a mosh pit, I feared I would not even survive the splash zone of a stage dive and refused to spend Wednesday night in A&E after being squashed by a fully grown man. Instead, I observed as the oscillating bodies were sent into an explosive, energetic frenzy. All Wilkinson must do is flick his wrist and the crowd responds spectacularly as he laments into the microphone.

Towards the climax of their lively performance of ‘One Hand Behind The Devil’, Carroll swaps his saxophone for a tambourine and proceeds to carry out the most vigorous tambourine shaking I have ever witnessed. As the drums accelerate, Carroll dives into the audience, tambourine still in hand, and glides atop the fluid crowd beneath him. 

Following that intense performance, the band announces that they will now perform some improvised instrumental. A couple of audience members around me sigh and claim it as a bathroom break or excuse to get a drink, but the rest of us stay and absorb the new noises drifting off the stage. There is something peaceful in letting sound wash over you. I could try and focus on the music, but my mind wanders only for it to then be drawn back to the repetitive intricacies that each musician brings to the stage.

After this moment of calm, the band launches back into ‘Look Down On Us’, before Carroll yet again finds himself within the crowd. However, this time he parts the crowd down the middle and during the opening of ‘Thunder’, confrontationally plays his sax at members of the crowd as he paces up and down the centre of the room. Once he has made his way back onto the stage, the moshing begins once again.

Before their final song, the band comments on the current state of our world and leads a resounding chant of “Free, Free, Palestine!” before launching into my personal favourite, ‘Resisting Resistance’. Fully instrumental, it’s incredible how much can be said without any lyrics. From the underlying drums gradually becoming increasingly more urgent throughout the track, to the mournful sax. It sounds dramatic, but there is such a contradictory sense of despair and hope that descends over the crowd making it hard not feel an ache in your chest, especially given the clearly intended humanitarian and political context.

While we impatiently await the arrival of their first album, I highly recommend you experience them live if you ever get the chance.

Words by Cassia Bennett

He is a Wild God: Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds in concert

Hands grasping for the air, surging forward. The crowd is a sea of people cascading in waves as they reach for the figure on stage, dressed to the nines in a suit and tie. He jumps and runs, sings and dances. A microphone is thrown and retrieved while a piano is played and abandoned. Nick Cave is a spectacle, and The Bad Seeds are an entity. Together, they provide a performance that is a spiritual celebration of friendship, love and loss. 

I don’t think I ever truly understood Cave’s music until I saw him live. Whilst his songs have been interwoven into my life for years through TV, film, and as part of my father’s record collection, I had never really seen the cathartic quality of his songwriting until he was standing on stage in front of me. His ballads carry an emotional transcendence unlike no other modern songwriter, delicately enhancing themes of sorrow and pain and pairing them with melancholic melodies and beautiful musicianship. 

The album from which this tour gains its name, Wild God (2024), was originally conceived as an ode to joy, yet its themes are as haunted by grief as they are healing. Cave’s personal tragedies are at the forefront of this piece of work, as within the space of only seven years, two of his sons tragically lost their lives. His lyricism, therefore, bears the weight of these profound losses with a raw intensity, and songs like ‘Joy’ and ‘Cinnamon Horses’ explore these ideas directly. The crowd stood silently as he sang with glassy eyes, “Cause love asks for nothing, but love costs everything”. Earlier in the show, he introduced their 2004 single ‘O Children’ as a song “about an inability to protect our children”, upon which the entire arena held their breath in reflection. Even if we can’t directly resonate with Cave’s experience, his writing is truly profound and can offer an insight into not only his personal life but the current socio-political state of the modern world. 

Whilst elements of the concert were understandably solemn, it cannot be forgotten that Cave is a performer with a stage presence like no other. It is no easy feat to hold the attention of thirteen thousand people for a gruelling two-and-a-half-hour show, guiding them through the narrative of twenty-one songs from over forty years of music. He alternated between playing the grand piano and prowling the apron of the stage that outreached into the audience, pacing up and down with an almost manic intent, grasping hands with those lucky enough to be graced by his presence. At moments, he allowed himself to be held up by those who stood below him, supported by those outreached hands, trusting strangers to carry him in moments of vulnerability. He sang with terrifying ferocity and wildness, and the people responded. Cave truly had the crowd in the palm of his hand. 

Image Credit: Bella Wright

With an honest self-awareness of his target demographic, Cave’s spoken interactions with his audience were surprisingly entertaining. He mocked the front row for being mainly “ageing gentlemen” and took a surprising liking to someone who was adorning a fake beard and wig, mimicking his long-term collaborator and bandmate, Warren Ellis, who promptly jumped on a chair at the realisation. The camaraderie between Cave and The Bad Seeds with the crowd was compelling. Chants like “Fucking Leeds!” and “Yeah, yeah, yeah!’ during the murderous blues song ‘Red Right Hand’, echoed around the curved walls of the First Direct Arena. His cult following listened and repeated every word with veracity. 

Coinciding with this idea of respect and trust between the artist and audience, for a modern concert experience, there was a surprising lack of phone screens being waved around. A couple of weeks prior, in Kraków, Poland, Cave had singled out a fan for seemingly recording his whole gig, asking people politely to “Put your fucking phones away!”. Whilst he did jokingly allow the crowd to record him posing for photos for around thirty seconds, the videos online, ironically, sparked a worldwide debate on concert etiquette. I never got to experience shows before the invention of the mobile phone, but I can see how a device being shoved in your face for an entire gig could be distracting and almost disturbing, especially when the topics you are singing about are deeply personal, and you rely on the audiences engagement with these themes to further enhance your performance. 

However, the Leeds crowd had taken notes. Whilst it could have been due to the ageing demographic of concertgoers, for much of the show, there wasn’t a phone in sight. A couple popped up here and there for videos of his most popular songs like ‘Jubilee Street’ and ‘The Mercy Seat’ before being slipped back into coats and bags. I even felt bad about using my notes app to write ideas for this piece. The atmosphere Cave and his music created through scripture-like lyricism, and the repeated blessing of grasping hands was nothing short of sacred, creating an environment where people could feel what they wanted to feel, no matter who or in what they believed. 

The ‘Wild God’ tour ended with a lone figure at the piano. The audience harmonises, almost in prayer, to the lyrics of ‘Into My Arms’, arguably the most moving love song from the evening’s escapade. When the last note was played, Cave rose and drank in the roars of the crowd that begged him to stay. Once waving goodbye to the Warren look-alike, he slowly returned to the shadows from which we had seen him enter a mere three hours previously. It was as close to a spiritual experience one can get at a concert and something all fans of music should see at least once in their lifetime.

Words by Bella Wright

Gig Review: Blossoms at Leeds O2 Academy

Blossoms are back, this time bringing fresh sounds from their latest album Gary (2024), to venues across the UK and Ireland. For Leeds fans, the 5-man band played the O2 Academy on Friday, October 18th, filling the venue with their  signature blend of indie-pop and retro rock.  

Over the past 11 years, the Stockport-based musicians have crafted a unique  sound, taking inspiration from psychedelic 80s pop with an indie edge. Their catchy hits highlight their unique live instrumentation with band members like Myles Kellock’s keyboard flair and Tom Ogden’s iconic vocals creating a sound that’s unmistakably their own. Blossoms never fail to bring retro glam. True to form, they came to the stage in flared trousers and fitted shirts- a style that wholly sums up  their distinctive characters. Such attributes make them a fresh and unique band,  radiating nothing but energy and an uplifting atmosphere throughout the entirety of  their performance.  

After a 10 second countdown, frontman, Tom Ogden, kicked off the gig with his pot like taps, setting the beat for the opener, ‘Your Girlfriend.’ It’s a track that undeniably gets the crowd moving, and with this being only the second show of the tour, the  audience, with two-pinters in hands, were certainly in high spirits. 

With the tour celebrating the new album, and song, Gary (2024) a humorous moment in the show came from an anecdote told by Tom, who described the meaning behind it. One thing about Blossoms is that their tunes come from the  mind of a lyrical genius, and if they can create a banger from what Ogden described  as an 8 foot fibreglass gorilla named Gary that was stolen from a garden centre in Scotland, then I’m sure they can write a song about pretty much anything. The 8 foot gorilla unfortunately did not pay a visit to Leeds’ O2 Academy.  

The band did an astounding job at performing their new songs, whilst pleasing loyal fans with some old classics; taking us right back through their first 4 albums,  including their debut, Blossoms (2016). Some of those included, ‘Getaway’, ‘The Keeper’, ‘Honey Sweet,’ ‘Oh No (I think I’m in Love)’ and ‘At Most a Kiss.’ One pivotal moment included the band playing a few lines of ‘You’re Gorgeous’, whilst  seamlessly edging into the beginning lyrics of Oasis’ ‘Half the World Away’ right before the encore. Could this be a nod to Blossoms being a potential support act of the 2025 Oasis reunion tour? This wouldn’t be too much of a surprise after a major Oasis announcement was teased at the end of their Manchester gig in August. 

Two of the band’s biggest hits brought the show to a spirited close. During ‘There’s a Reason Why (I Never Returned Your Calls)’, the crowd took lead on vocals before  the song fully kicked in. Swiftly after came ‘Charlemagne’, taking fans right back to the early days and giving the night a perfectly rounded finish. 

Blossoms are undoubtedly, in my opinion, among the best live acts on the British  music scene at the moment; constantly bringing unbelievable energy to their gigs time and time again. They will continue their tour in sold-out cities including  Norwich, Cardiff, and Dublin, before wrapping up with five nights on home turf in Manchester.  

Words by Poppi Andelin

The Howlers: Live at Oporto, October 2024

Touring the UK with their debut album What You’ve Got to Lose to Win It All (2024), The Howlers crashed into Oporto at the start of October bringing their eclectic sound to West Yorkshire. The venue was set for a sold-out show, not a frequent occurrence at the underground favourite, and the energy in the room was finely tuned to a frenzied anticipation.

Oporto seems a fitting venue for this band, who define themselves outside of the constraints of genre. It’s simultaneously home to sweaty hard rock shows, intimate candle-lit acoustic sets, and a lazy, hazy jazz bar feel which reminds me distinctively of the Blues Kitchen chain. The Howlers embody this indefinability in their own music, shifting between the tones of hard rock, cinematic soundtrack, and cowboy ballad as easily as music flows itself, blending one seamlessly into the next. 

The band finally stepped out on the stage to a roar that almost caved in the roof, immediately launching into one of the standout tracks from their new album, ‘How Long’, bringing their thundering classic rock sound to the crowd off the bat. The energetic drum beats and deafening electric solo were the standout players of the song, and these slipped straight away into the metal-esque rumbling of ‘Lady Luck’. They performed the rest of the album to the same standard, Adam Young’s distinctive voice soaring above the instruments and lending the band its western desert rock tone, gearing up the crowd for them to go wild at the release of Guus ter Braak’s solos. Other highlights include the slowing of the set for ‘Cowboys Don’t Cry’, a more tender and ballad-like track on a roster otherwise inspired by a big soundtrack. ‘El Dorado’, as their most popular song on streaming services, was the perfect track to close out with, Young’s voice and the audience’s mixing together to scale the huge tracts in the instruments’ wake.

The night was a total success for the London-based trio who are well on their way to skyrocketing to the top of the independent artist ladder. They begin the European leg of their tour in March, covering France, the Netherlands, and Italy to name a few, in an effort to bring the success of their sound to Europe.

Words by Maddie Nash

Long Division 2022: Wakefield’s metropolitan music festival returns!

After the triumphant return of Wakefield’s Long Division Festival in 2021, following a pandemic-related break, the excitement that was built up around this year’s incarnation of the festival was undeniable. Having covered Long Division for The Gryphon last year, I was eager to revisit it. Despite what was, in my eyes, a much weaker line-up for Long Division 2022 in comparison to last year, I found myself bombing down the M62 giddy with excitement at the thought of the day ahead.

I arrived at the Art House – this year’s venue for the wristband exchange – early doors, not wanting to miss a moment of this fantastic celebration of Northern grassroots live music. After picking up my wristband from a member of the Long Division team (who were all excellent throughout the day) I was soon on my way into the centre of town to witness some excellent live music!

One of my favourite things about Long Division, and metropolitan festivals in general, is the fantastic opportunity it poses to discover new bands. With this in mind, I made the tough decision to skip out on Low Hummer, a band who I absolutely adore, in favour of up-and-coming Leeds band Fuzz Lightyear, who played an early set at The Vortex – an old-school rock venue reminiscent of the venue from that one episode of The Inbetweeners. After a fairly standard start to the set left me wondering whether to ditch The Vortex and head to Venue 23 for Low Hummer, I found myself enjoying the three-piece more and more as their performance progressed, the bassist in particular had great energy and even better basslines. Fuzz Lightyear and their unique brand of grunge and noise rock seem to be on the up-and-up within the Leeds scene, with a recent single release on Come Play With Me as well as an upcoming gig at the Adelphi in Hull. The trio certainly aren’t one to be missed!

My day in Wakefield only seemed to be getting better, after the delight of Fuzz Lightyear I headed to the Mechanics’ Theatre – for my money, the best venue at Long Division – to see Deep Tan. Previous to the festival, I had heard talk of Deep Tan, but I had never listened to their music. After the festival, I have hardly stopped listening to them. The stylish, moody tones of lead singer Wafah Dufour are perfectly complimented by the rhythm of Melia Beaudoin’s drums and the effortlessly cool Celeste Guinness on bass. The tracks ‘deepfake’ and ‘rudy ya ya ya’ stood out as definite highlights within their set, though it should be noted that the whole set was excellent from start to finish. Although, with ties to the ever-growing scene surround Dan Carey and the Speedy Wunderground label, you should not need me to tell you how great Deep Tan are as a group, I urge you to go and see this band!

Deep Tan rocking the Mechanics’ Theatre. Photo credit: Andrew Benge.

Following Deep Tan was never going to be an easy task, and although I made an effort to be as objective as possible whilst seeing the next act on my watchlist, Ava in the Dark, the band sounded absolutely terrible. This was, however, the fault of the sound mixing at the venue (The Counting House) which was laughably bad. During their opening song, only the drums could be heard – no vocals, no guitar, just drums. Unfortunately, it didn’t get much better (unless you count isolated drums with the occasional sound of guitar feedback as better). After 15 or so minutes I left, because I was hungry and also sick of hearing unaccompanied drums. I have since listened to Ava in the Dark online and, although their indie pop tunes are perhaps not my usual taste, the lead singer has an undeniably fantastic voice – it is a crying shame that the audience was unable to hear it at The Counting House. 

Returning to the Counting House after a brief food break, it appeared the sound problems still persisted as the next group, Household Dogs, were setting up. The group did not appear to be too happy about the competence of the sound man, but they persisted nonetheless with what was a brilliant set. Having previously reviewed ‘Dead Cool’, the recent release by Household Dogs on Come Play With Me, I was eager to see whether the coolness of their post-punk sound translated from the records onto the stage – thankfully, it does! Although their set did not totally blow me away (though this may have been a result of the poor quality of the venue), they still put on a memorable show and I would not at all be surprised if Household Dogs were to become the next big name in the post-punk revival scene, which is becoming increasingly saturated. 

Opening the Town Hall stage at Long Division – the site of The Lovely Eggs’ immense headline set at Long Division 2021 – was Venus Grrrls. Having heard a lot of buzz over this riot grrrl-influenced rock band over the past year or so, Venus Grrrls stood out on the lineup as one of the highlights for me. As seems to be a reoccurring theme within this article, I was not disappointed, their fierce stage presence is reinforced by great tunes – ‘Hate Me’ and ‘Goth Girl’ in particular – and infectious energy. Venus Grrrls are a brilliantly cool group but, unlike some, they have the substance to back it up. Their performance was one of the best I saw throughout the day in Wakefield, and it was especially good to see so many parents with kids in the crowd. Long Division is certainly a family friendly festival and I think that fact was much more abundantly clear this year in comparison to 2021. Either way, I have great confidence in the next generation of music lovers if their early gigs include seeing the likes of Venus Grrrls!

The effortlessly cool performance of Venus Grrrls. Photo credit: Andrew Benge.

Quickly following Venus Grrrls on my watchlist through the day were South London trio Honeyglaze. I had previously seen the group at Brudenell Social Club supporting Wet Leg, and also at the Honeyglaze in-store gig at Jumbo Records in Leeds. Truth be told, though, I am quite conflicted when it comes to Honeyglaze. On one hand, I genuinely enjoy the recorded material. It fills the need for downtempo indie music excellently, and I have found myself listening to them more and more. On the other hand, Long Division provided me with my third opportunity to see the band and every time I have seen them I have not been massively impressed. They perform the songs well enough and the stage persona that bassist Tim Curtis has is pretty funny, but ultimately I think they are quite uninteresting to watch. The songs sound just like the studio versions, which is fine, but it would be nice for there to be more performance involved – otherwise, you might as well stay at home and listen to the band on Spotify. Live music provides an invaluable space to experience music in a different, you would hope better, context and, at the moment, I just do not think Honeyglaze are exploiting that context to its full potential. 

After a quick trip back to the Mechanics’ Theatre for Honeyglaze, it was time once again to make the gruelling 60 yard walk back to the lovely, carpeted, cash-only Wakefield Town Hall. All metropolitan festivals seem to play on the fact that all the venues are within walking distance from each other, but anybody who has had to make the journey from The Wardrobe to Brudenell Social Club during Live at Leeds knows this to be somewhat hyperbolic. When it comes to Long Division, though, every venue is within a 10-minute radius by foot – no need for buses, expensive Ubers, or tired feet. I remained at the Town Hall for the rest of the day, soaking up as much of the friendly atmosphere surrounding Long Division before making the, admittedly short, journey home. LYR were up first, a band I was very excited for after realising that it is fronted by none other than poet laureate, University of Leeds Professor and, most importantly, Northerner Simon Armitage. Having been a fan of his poetry for a number of years, I was slightly embarrassed about my lack of awareness in terms of his band but having now heard them I can safely say that their music will remain on heavy rotation for me for some time. As you would expect from a band fronted by Armitage, they were lyrically incredible and musically beautiful. The lighting, and the intimate nature of the Town Hall stage, really added to the pulchritudinous performance. Musically, the band are quite mellow and atmospheric, totally different to everything else I had seen and heard throughout the day. Although it might be assumed that a group fronted by a poet laureate might be somewhat pretentious, Armitage seemed very down to earth and the audience interaction created a harmonious environment within the Town Hall. 

Simon Armitage fronts LYR at the Town Hall. Photo credit: Andrew Benge.

Suitably chilled out by LYR, I ventured up to the balcony of the Town Hall for the final performance of the day, which came in the form of W.H. Lung. The Mancunian group, who take their name from a Chinese supermarket, have been on my radar since their split release with Working Men’s Club on Golden Lion Sounds in 2021. The flawless and unnaturally energetic dance moves of singer Joe Evans took effect on the crowd very quickly and soon the whole town hall was under the spell of W.H. Lung’s psychedelic, synth-driven dance music. As I watched it unfold from above, on the surprisingly comfortable balcony of Wakefield Town Hall, one thought dominated my thinking: I cannot wait for the next Long Division!

Live: Spacey Jane at Brudenell Social Club

The electric and lively show Spacey Jane delivered at the Brudenell was introduced with a prelude from the band’s supporting act, singer-songwriter Morgan Harper-Jones, who performed with just a guitar and her voice. The 23-year-old dazzled the crowd with a series of slow-paced yet vivacious heartfelt songs showcasing the raw emotion at the heart of her performance. During and in-between each song, her performance was embellished with witty banter which lightened the mood of the otherwise beautifully melancholy subject matter of her songs.

As the supporting act’s show came to a close, it was clear the crowd could wait no longer for the Australian band who would soon find themselves playing to a fully packed venue filled with fans who would had long awaited the band’s UK tour. Fans showed their support and enjoyment throughout the entirety of the show by singing along to every song, and jumping around in unison to every performance. The lighting only added to the electric and lively atmosphere as it switched between vividly shocking hues of blue to neon pinks and purples. The abrupt changes in lighting coincided with the eye-catching and vivacious movements of all members of the band who were stomping around to their music as much as the crowd were.

The indie foursome proved their musicianship and range with a series of tight-knit performances as they treated fans to loud, faster-paced hits to more mellow rhythmic favorites like ‘Booster Seat’. With their second album ‘Here Comes Everybody’ soon to release in June, along with a tour of the States, this Australian foursome promise there’s more to come yet.

Image credit: Bruce Baker

Sparks demonstrate their brilliance to a sold-out Albert Hall in Manchester

There have been a countless number of bands and artists that have come and gone over the years – perhaps releasing a few singles or a couple of albums here and there before dissolving and being swallowed up by the relentless marching of time. There is one band, though, that have seemingly been a constant fixture of pop and rock music since the late 60s, I am of course referring to Sparks. Originally formed in 1968 under the name Halfnelson, Sparks have undergone numerous reinventions, line-up changes, and have witnessed very varying degrees of success. The heart of the group, however, has been and will always be the brother Ron and Russell Mael – who have been playing together for over 50 years without growing to passionately hate each other (Liam and Noel, take notes). 

After various pandemic-related delays, Sparks were finally able to get back on tour this year and their first post-lockdown English date saw them perform at Manchester’s Albert Hall to a long sold-out crowd. In lieu of a support band, Sparks treated the people of Manchester to a 2-hour set – no mean feat for two people in their mid-seventies, though it is perhaps less surprising when you take into account the fact that Sparks have 26 studio albums worth of material to fashion a setlist from. The brothers, along with their fantastic backing band, played a great selection of their biggest hits and fan favourites from their extensive discography, including two songs from the soundtrack to Annette, the 2021 Leo Carax film, for which Sparks provided the soundtrack. No strangers to the world of film (we won’t mention ‘Rollercoaster’ (1977) if you don’t), Sparks were recently the subject of a documentary, ‘The Sparks Brothers’, by legendary British director Edgar Wright and, as Russell told the audience in Manchester, are currently working on a musical film. 

The performance given by Sparks at the Albert Hall was second to none, with Ron and Russell delivering banger after banger with the ease and casual nature which can only come with over 5 decades of experience. Whether you’re more into Angst in My Pants (1982) or A Steady Drip, Drip, Drip (2020), there was something for every type of Sparks fan within this set – Ron even treated the audience to his incredible dance moves during ‘Number One Song in Heaven’, moves which would have put Fred Astaire to shame. A particular highlight, personally, was the inclusion of the song ‘Johnny Delusional’ from the 2015 collaborative album FFS, made with indie rock giants Franz Ferdinand. The collaboration, along with Sparks endless desire for musical innovation, are good indicators of what sets Sparks apart from other rock bands of their age group – Sparks could have stopped making music 40 years ago and would have still lived a comfortable life releasing greatest hits albums and doing occasional reunion tours, but instead they have insisted on remaining at the forefront of rock and pop music. 

After a beautiful rendition of their greatest hit ‘This Town Ain’t Big Enough for Both of Us’, for which the band received a well-deserved standing ovation, Sparks returned to the wings before returning for an encore of ‘Suburban Homeboy’ – a cut from their 2002 album Lil’ Beethoven which has now been re-released featuring rare vocals from Ron – and ‘All That’, a song, which the band say, unintentionally summed up how they felt whilst being unable to perform throughout the pandemic. Perhaps not the most obvious choices for an encore, but they worked excellently none the less.

Travelling back up the M62 after the show, I reflected on what had been an unbelievably brilliant gig and took solace in the fact that, even after 50 years and 26 studio albums, Sparks remain one of the greatest and most fearlessly original bands to grace the airwaves. Long live Ron and Russell Mael! 

Live: Echo and the Bunnymen’s Electric Performance at the O2 Academy, Leeds

Review of Echo and the Bunnymen’s electric performance at the o2 Academy – icons of the past whose music still insists its permanence and brilliance into 2022.

After roughly two years of live music taking what felt like a never-ending hiatus, The Bunnymen’s show at the o2 Academy on 5th April would have been many of the audience’s first gig since before Covid – and what better gig to reintroduce oneself back into the live music scene with than the Liverpool legends we know as the Bunnymen.

The band first formed in Liverpool in 1978 whose early releases secured them their position as legends of the post-punk genre. Ever since then their evolving sound has proven its musical dynamism from rhythmic pop releases of ‘Songs to Learn to Sing’ (1985) to the moody melancholia that so characterizes the post-punk essence of their 1980 album ‘Crocodiles’. Although the band have proven their skill and versatility as musicians through their ventures into jazz, guitar pop and even psychedelia, they nonetheless stayed largely true to their post-punk essence at the academy with electric performances of their early releases.

Their fantastic ranges in sound and style were perfectly captured in the show as they dazzled the audience through consistently enigmatic performances ranging from well-loved post-punk classics like ‘Going Up’, to dabbling in jazzy undertones. Regardless of the genres the band meandered itself in, the atmosphere of each performance was consistently electric thanks to Will Sergeant’s skillful yet modest mastery of the guitar, which complimented Ian McCulloch’s unwavering, and insistent vocals. As well as performing many of their older and comfortably familiar releases, the band also treated the audience to a new song, ‘Brussels is haunted’, an upbeat number promising there’s more to come from The Bunnymen yet.

Community and Carnage: Turnstile bring ‘GLOW ON’ to the Refectory in Leeds

One of 2021’s most critically acclaimed albums, transforming the dream-punk of Turnstile’s ‘GLOW ON’ into a live environment posed a new challenge for the Baltimore hardcore outfit. As the band’s growth leads them into larger rooms, the ever increasing gap to the barrier makes the stage diving that is synonymous with their live shows all the more difficult. 

Yet, in the historic setting of The Refectory, which now serves as a University canteen with a balcony cafe, the room – and upper tier – was transformed into a diving board for fans and band members alike to launch themselves off the balcony into the raucous army of followers down below. Quite the upgrade from a chilled morning study space.

Opening with the dreamy, vibrant ‘MYSTERY’, the narrow yet extended room became one gigantic pit of chaos, as fans were treated to this new material live in Northern England for the first time. Nostalgic, older tracks like ‘Fazed Out’ and ‘Gravity’ were interwoven into the set, between a flurry of newer tracks that showcased the complexity and originality of ‘GLOW ON.’ A particular highlight was ‘UNDERWATER BOI’ and its unique structure, as the crowd figured out how to continually match the energy onstage with exact precision.

Whilst bassist Franz Lyons courageously wore a Manchester United shirt with the number 27 on the back, frontman Brendan Yates rapidly abandoned his t-shirt, clambering around the crowd with a hand on the balcony, the whites of his eyes there for all to see – focused as ever. With this album campaign, you really feel the sense of a matured, almost finished article at the height of their powers. Pride and joy resonated around the room, as they closed the set with the unifying ‘T.L.C.’ before departing our shores to tour the USA.

Turnstile headline Manchester’s Outbreak Festival in late June, and tickets are on sale here.