The Sauchiehall Crawl 01-06-08

January 12, 2009

The Twilight SadThe Sauchiehall Crawl

Glasgow, ABC2 / The Beat Club / Nice n Sleazy


Rooftop Movement’s inaugural Sauchiehall Crawl, a more modest version of its Camden counterpart, is finally here, and while the weather might not be up to much except our ankles, it’s an excellent chance to check outsome new Scottish bands, all no doubt hoping to follow in Mr.Ferdinand’s footsteps.

Witheleven bands playing in three venues over four hours this evening’s event is musical tapas if you will. It’s an opportunity to experience numerous bands before settling down for a healthy helping of Twilight magic.

First up are hometown ten-piece How to Swim.They may threaten to outnumber the ABC2 audience but theirmulti-faceted experimental pop is soon charming the few punters who’ve successfully negotiated the hordes of Guinness-swigging Flogging Maryfans outside. There’s no gimmicks – just gutsy guitars, a smattering of brass and head swimmer Ink Wilson singing like his life depends on it.

As their set draws to a close it’s time to nip over to The Beat Club where electro-indie trio El Padre are halfway through their set. Guitars and laptop screech and chime inmesmeric fashion and the first previously unknown gem of the Crawl isdiscovered.

Two blocks down and it’s We Were Promised Jetpacks at Nice n’ Sleazy where, due to their drummer’s German leave of absence, the band opt for a stripped down acoustic approach. It’s onethat works. From sublime opener ‘Conductor to Short Bursts’ the bandshow genuine promise and a rare passion.

Next it’s Edinburgh’s Broken Records,appearing as last minute replacements for Make Model. They ably grab their chance to shine with a performance of Arcadian proportions.

Sprinting through the rain to catch the first couple of songs by Glaswegian songstress Jo Mango proves, if you’ll pardon the pun, a fruitless experience. Admitting to the single-figure crowd “I’d rather be watching the Twilight Sad” is probably not the best way to start your set. Inevitably it leads to aseries of watch-checks and a succession of hurried exits.

As The Twilight Sad shuffle unassumingly on stage to the strains of the Edward Scissorhands soundtrack the sense of anticipation rises throughout the packed venue. They don’t disappoint. As ever James Graham delivers his stark lyrics with unerring self-belief and passion while Andy MacFarlane generates colossal slabs of guitar-generated noise.

Taken from their new mini-album of the same name, ‘Here It Never Snowed.Afterwards It Did’ is a most welcome addition to the Sad’s already powerful arsenal, while the darkly euphoric ‘Cold Days In TheBirdhouse’ proves the perfect set closer on what was a near perfect first, and hopefully not last, Sauchiehall Crawl.
Picture courtesy of Sarah Roberts


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