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Description: The pop-noirist balladeer and rocker on tour to promote the re-release of the first four Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds albums.
Phone: 0207748 2728
Website: www.troxy.co.uk
Email: info@troxy.co.uk
Trains: Tube: Tower Hill/Bank; DLR: Limehouse
Extra info: Party Hire, Pub
Noise before beauty: Nick Cave pumps up the volume
Formerly a cinema (where, local folklore has it, customers were sprayed with perfume during showings), the London Opera Centre and a bingo hall, the Art Deco Troxy is now East London’s latest medium-sized venue. Next week, it’s cage rage but its gothic splendour was an ideal two-night-stand for Nick Cave and his six Bad Seeds.
I cannot speak for Saturday, but last night the volume was at distortion level, suggesting that, live at least, Cave has failed to heed the lessons of his less-than-magical side project Grinderman.
This meant light and shade were sacrificed for brutal rock’n’roll power, ensuring the affecting majesty of quieter material — The Ship Song, The Weeping Song, Into My Arms — evaporated in the aural murk.
Still looking for all the world like a defrocked sheriff, 51-year-old Cave was in an unsettling and unsettled mood: unfunnily sweary; occasionally confrontational (“You’re very quiet,” he chided the recently deafened audience, “it’s embarrassing”) and keener to bark than sing.
Yet, although his self-conscious desperation to be seen as great (“that was f****** beautiful,” he told himself after Love Letter) was not a road travelled by those whom he wishes to emulate (Dylan, Cohen, Cash, Waits), it doesn’t mean Cave is unworthy.
With multi-instrumentalist chief Seed Warren Ellis looking like he sleeps on pavements but playing like he owns the whole street, Cave’s tightly rehearsed band were a formidable beast. The Mercy Seat, Red Right Hand and an especially fearsome Papa Won’t Leave You Henry were as momentous as pop music can get and the 22-year-old Hard On For Love sounded as brave and fresh as this year’s We Call Upon The Author.
Not vintage Cave by any means and his fad for noise before beauty will surely pass. Flaws, warts and all, he remains a master.
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I was at Saturday's performance and, though I'm not quite the devoted fan of Cave as many are, was suitably impressed. He certainly seemed to give his all as did the Seeds and was bounding around the stage whipping up the crowd (and himself) like a man possessed (the stage crew being regularly sent scurrying to retrieve fallen stands and kicked out leads). There was suitable light and shade in the set, I thought, and a good balance between noise and beauty.. often both at the same time.
The crowd (which included Bobby Gillespie and Jason Pierce of Spiritualised amongst others) lapped it up, responding warmly to old favourites and new numbers like Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!!.
All-in-all a great gig by a band now masters of a genre they pioneered. A mention must go to the venue also.. an excellent setting for this kind of gig and hopefully a future fixture on the London circuit. Surely a lucrative change to the usual boxing and cage fighting that normally goes on there.
- T O B E, London, UK.