8 posts tagged “the roundhouse”
The band are immediately electrifying. Used to playing night after night in arenas across the globe they are so powerful in a venue of this size. I am just so thrilled to be up close to the man himself, to hear him introduced as “Columbia Recording Artist, Bob Dylan!” I feel so proud. Third song in he plays “Tangled up in Blue” I can’t quite believe it, my favourie Dylan song, tossed out early in the set, like AC/DC’s “Back in Black” “Highway 61” is delivered at a breakneck pace, he sings it as “Highway 65” in case it gets too straightforward. It is so hot in there. Then he only goes and plays a killer version of “Like a Rolling Stone”. It is still good to see Bob finally face the crowd, hold his hands aloft, he does care after all
He returns to encore with a blistering version of “All Along the Watchtower” which is really special, dark and angry. We get to see him introduce the band and it is wonderful to just here him talk and joke with his fellow musicians. Then finally he ends with “Blowin’ in the Wind” delivered in a swing tempo before another salute to the audience, all of the band bowing in line and then he is gone. He did come out from behind his keys for the final number to play the harmonica and it was a wonderful moment. And that is the enigma.
I go and watch out front. Kasabian come on to “Vlad the Impaler” it is perfect, all of the air raid spotlights going mental, the strobes, the sirens, everything you could ask for. It is one hell of a punch with which to launch the show. Follow it up with “Reason is Treason” a brutal one two. Tom is fabulous, whipping the crowd into a frenzy; truly there are no frontmen in British bands who can hold a candle to him. It is only a forty-minute set tonight, hemmed in by the constraints of the Camden Crawl. “Fire” has been transformed and gets everyone in the room punching the air tonight, I can't wait until the recod is out there and everyone knows all the words.
We head off to The Roundhouse for the announcement of the Brits Nominations. The roads are empty; it feels like the entire world apart from us is tuned in to watch the Inauguration of Barack Obama.
We walk into the main hall for the announcement of the nominations. Go and watch Gabriella Cilmi perform her single which is like watching something out of a John Hughes movie especially when she goes into this segue of “Sex on Fire”
