So last night I finally managed to go to a gig again, cause after moving to Berlin and jiggling my live around a bit it's been a while since I've done such thing, but now I managed to catch the formidable Band Of Skulls.
It’s been nearly 6 months since the last time the British trio from Southampton strolled on stage in a Berliner venue. This time it’s the new formatted Bi Nuu Club at Schlesisches Tor which fits the audience size perfectly.
It’s been nearly 6 months since the last time the British trio from Southampton strolled on stage in a Berliner venue. This time it’s the new formatted Bi Nuu Club at Schlesisches Tor which fits the audience size perfectly.
The upliner, a German band called The Dope, is quickly
forgotten, despite their charming adaption of the Beatles lyric “Strawberry
Fields Forever” (even tho nothing else sounds Beatelesque about them), as the
duo just can’t quench the thirst for proper rock n roll.
Their opener, as has been predicted, is “Sweet Sour”
as it is their latest single from their equally titeld new album, tho
nevertheless it’s a wicked tune to start with:
The beginning drum beats sending shockwaves of
promising 1 ½ hours pure rock through the audience; Russells guitar layers the
trembling melody over the steady rhythm and than their voices impinge giving
the song its uniqueness and the reason why people adore it. Emmas and Russels
voices entwine, melt into and complete each others; create a sound that sends
shivers down your spine. The song
climaxes in the end in a grandeur rock fashion and leaves your ears ringing
with an acapella version of the chorus.
Maybe this has to do with the fact that Band Of Skulls
aren’t the biggest communicators and like to shroud themselves in a cloak of
mystery, only broken by some “thanks – thanks a lot” and “the next song is gonna
be...” which the audience eagerly responses too, vainly trying to catch the
bands attention and hoax them into some more words.
Than reverberating riffs start floating through the
hall and the song everybody has been waiting for, finally releases the crowds
built–up tension and lust for rock n roll in a big bang. “Death By Diamonds And
Pearls” with its stadium rock guitar riffs and anthem melody hook lets
everybody move weather it is by jumping up and down to just shaking heads or
tapping feats and the whole club is singing along so loudly that I am sure, the
people in the trains, which pass overhead, can hear us.Than the band vanishes behind the stage with a kinda
short goodbye just to reappear 10 minutes later to finish of the galvanizing
audience with two encores, the last one being “Impossible”. During that song
one can see the whole band letting their rock demeanour roam freely; Russell
pulls one typical rock pose after another, stepping to the edge of the stage,
ignoring the stunned faces of the audience gazing up at him. Emma, dressed
totally in black, with a skull necklace dangling from her neck, seems to be
lost in her rhythm, bleakly staring sideways of the stage, whereas Mathew
threshes his drums with the most fierce Dave-Grohl-like teeth baring I have
seen in a long time.
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