Setlist
Getting Away With It (All Messed Up) / Catapult / Nothing But Love / Sound / Come Home / Out To Get You / She’s A Star / Dear John / Interrogation / Moving On / Surfer’s Song / Sometimes / Attention
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Saul made an impassioned speech about the UK’s decision to leave the European Union that had been announced earlier that morning.
Nothing But Love / To My Surprise / Come Home / Sometimes / Surfer’s Song / Attention / Out To Get You / Bitch / Moving On / Curse Curse / Getting Away With It (All Messed Up) / Tomorrow / Laid
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Walk Like You / To My Surprise / Catapult / Waking / Move Down South / Sit Down / Sometimes / PS / Dear John / She’s A Star / Just Like Fred Astaire / Bitch / Surfer’s Song / Curse Curse / Tomorrow / Come Home / Attention / Out To Get You / Moving On / Nothing But Love / Getting Away With It (All Messed Up)
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Dream Thrum / Catapult / To My Surprise / Bitch / Moving On / Alvin / Waking / Surfer’s Song / She’s A Star / Just Like Fred Astaire / Out To Get You / Interrogation / Dear John / Sound / Sometimes / Getting Away With It (All Messed Up) / Attention / PS / Come Home / Nothing But Love
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The band’s official setlist picture includes a second encore with Say Something, however it wasn’t played. The start of Attention was mucked up, and the crowed started singing Getting Away With It, that the band then joined in with for a full and spontaneous rendition. Attention was then played (properly). This extra song probably caused Say Something to be dropped as the band hit the curfew.
Further video can be found on the BBC website :
Daddy’s Gone – https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p03nytby
Say Something – https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p03nytl4
Getting Away With It (All Messed Up) – https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p03p1pnl
A promotional gig to promote Girl At The End Of The World live at the BBC’s quayside studio in Glasgow.
The set included a unique cover version of Glasvegas’ Daddy Gone, the only time the band has played this in front of an audience.
And so on to the BBC. James have an impressive record of BBC session recordings. First recording for the corporation way back in 1983, their sessions are always interesting. Recorded within a short timescale, the band had to produce several songs often in just a few hours. As such, we find the band at possibly their most natural and raw. There were never times allocated for overdubs and so on during their sessions. Tonight, they are recording in front of an audience, making it even more of an exciting prospect. The band deliver a semi-acoustic performance. Girl At The End Of The World is upbeat and vibrant despite its lyrical content. The audience – about two hundred people are crammed in – love it. A truly beautiful Just Like Fred Astaire follows surprisingly.
I was expecting a big new album promo push but in true James style, they pull out all the stops to deliver a classic curve ball set. The audience love it. Tim then confesses they are going to do something James and something stupid and they attempt to cover Daddy’s Gone from a favourite Scottish band of Jim’s, the seminal Glasvegas. Jim always played Glasvegas albums before the band hit the stage on their tours of America. Tim reveals that the band have only spent twenty minutes rehearsing it and Saul jokes that they have always wanted to ruin a Glasvegas song. You can guess the rest. They pull it off in fine style and it would be a real shame if they don’t release it. Dominated by Jim’s bass, they make it their own and it is almost unrecognisable. Adrian stars on cello, Saul stars on violin and Ron maintains the beat. He is a welcome addition to the ranks.
An extensive interview follows where we learn about Tim’s dancing, the origins of the band name, Brian Eno (there’s another song they are working on with him that wasn’t ready for the album), the connection between Manchester and Glasgow, recording in Scotland and the possibility of the band playing experimental, improvised gigs in London, Glasgow and Manchester. We can’t really put into words just how much we are looking forward to that prospect.
Getting Away With It follows with Adrian this time on his trusty Fender Jaguar. It is a slowed down, relaxed version, sounding as fresh as it did when debuted back in 2000. The ability of the band to make their old stuff sound as fresh and contemporary shouldn’t be undermined.
Feet of Clay opens with a great raw, bouncing Glennie baseline competing with Adrian’s cello. Add in some stunning violin from Saul and the band have created something quite beautiful. Tim isn’t happy with the result as he feels he has forgotten how it goes. As the band are recording for future broadcast then there is a welcome opportunity to hear Feet of Clay again. It already sounds like a classic. It maintains a gallop in the same vein as Sometimes and is a much welcome addition to the James catalogue.
Catapult has a subtle, slow, discrete opening. Tim is concerned as to how it will sound as they have never played it in such a style. He needn’t have worried. It retains a charm and a groove. As it progresses, the song builds and builds like the very best of James songs. In the end, it sounds like Saul and Adrian are competing in the friendliest way possible on their respective guitars.
Tim reveals that Dear John will be a single at some stage but the more you listen to the new album, the more you can make a case for most of the tracks being singles. It bounces along with some great ensemble vocals from the assembled cast. Jim’s bass for Dear John and, indeed for most of this evening, is almost played as a lead instrument.
Say Something is dominated by Adrian’s cello and all the better for it. He has come off the sub’s bench in the last year and he has delivered. Tonight’s semi-acoustic set up has allowed Adrian to shine. He switches effortlessly from cello to guitar and contributes to backing vocals too. His return has added an unexpected dimension to the band. He isn’t really filling in for Larry Gott but stamping his own style all over tonight’s proceedings. He is my man of the match although it’s as always a team game.
I came along tonight with some reservations about the band. My reservations were blown away by a country mile. The band demonstrated a passion, commitment, dedication and love for their craft tonight like I haven’t seen for a long time. That’s not to say that any of these qualities have been missing. It just seems like they have really upped their game.
Ending with Nothing But Love, it sounds as though it has been around for years. It has a simplicity and a familiarity to it. It already sounds like one of the best James songs ever. Mark’s keyboards sound fantastic and Tim’s vocals are as passionate as I have ever heard.
Four thousand people applied for tickets tonight and only two hundred got in. This is one of the very best performances I’ve ever seen from them. This way of working, in a semi acoustic way, clearly works very well for them. They don’t just churn out a formulaic set but instead constantly challenge themselves and the audience like only James can. They need to work like this again. And so, the great James at the BBC reputation continues.
Come Home / She’s A Star / Johnny Yen / Sometimes / Walk Like You / Just Like Fred Astaire / Curse Curse / Sit Down / Tomorrow / Sound / Moving On / Getting Away With It (All Messed Up) / Laid
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The picturesque setting of Hardwick Hall was perfect for a day’s music festival. Sunshine, beer, half-decent festival food and a relaxed atmosphere meant the afternoon was a pleasant experience until the sky went dark at seven and we were then treated to four hours of torrential rain that turned the site into a quagmire. At the end of all that James produced a headline set that banished any concerns of trench foot, made us ignore the water streaming down our backs and legs and the lightning and thunder in the sky above us.
The festival setting allowed us to wander round and catch a few bands. Embrace were troubled by wayward sound that seemed to swirl around and go in and out and we’ve never really rated Danny live as a singer so we sauntered off to catch a set by Neon Waltz on the Discovery stage and were impressed by their psychedelic-influenced tunes and their front man’s best Tim Burgess impersonation. Sadly the crowd had seemed more interested in sitting on the deck chairs near the main stage than catching new bands, but the small arena filled up for The Sherlocks. They delivered a fast, feisty set of three minute songs full of confidence that had people dancing and impressing newcomers to them as well.
It was at that point the heavens opened just as 10CC finished I’m Not In Love, Dreadlock Holiday and some frankly hideous harmonising. We took shelter rather than listen and drown to Razorlight and by the time James came on a significant portion of the crowd had given up as the skies lit up, the thunder rumbled and the ground became muddier by the second. What it did though was ensure that those that stayed were really in the mood for the show – ready to let go, dance, sing and jump around as the elements continued to bombard us.
The set was perfect for the situation as well. A series of their biggest hits with the three most accessible parts of last year’s La Petite Mort thrown in for good measure. Come Home had both crowd and band bouncing along as the rain got heavier often making it difficult for us to actually see them up on stage as it ran down our foreheads. The weather didn’t impact on the sound though which had been fixed from earlier on and Ron Yeadon’s additional backing vocals gave the likes of She’s A Star and Curse Curse an extra lift.
Somehow spurred on by the inclement conditions, Sometimes was a revelation. The lyrics about a boy leaning against a wall of rain calling come on thunder somewhat apt as the sky lit up and the rain turned into a sheet rather than a torrent. But still the North East crowd, who usually give the band the best reception on their tours, continued to party regardless, singing back every word.
Most front men would play it safe at this point, but Tim made the slightly unwise decision to come down and meet his crowd and dived amongst us during Fred Astaire, risking being dropped head first in the mud bath that had developed across the site. He just about survived, if a little wetter than when he started. Sit Down ended up as a massive communal singalong, those being blessed by madness the ones, and there’s thousands of us, that had stayed out in these conditions. Tomorrow, like the weather, was an onslaught, ending with Tim and Saul screaming the final part of the song eyeball to eyeball into Tim’s microphone.
They finished the main set with a delirious drawn out version of Sound that rumbles as menacingly as the thunder that returned after a short respite with even more rain attached to it. There was no way that they’re going to be allowed to leave us at this point and Tim came back down to deliver a poignant Moving On perched precariously on the barrier as the rain soaked him through. The evening was topped off with a raucous rendition of Laid that had everyone jumping around once they could free themselves from the mud that had caked around their feet and ankles.
As in Porto last year, the weather made this a really special gig. It had the makings of a standard festival set with half the audiences relaxing on the fold out chairs that were discarded like a middle class garden party reenactment of the Somme by the end of the night. But the storm lit up the band and crowd as well as the sky and make it a night to remember once we’d all dried out and rid ourselves of the mud.
Johnny Yen / She’s A Star / Waltzing Along / Come Home / Gone Baby Gone / Walk Like You / Tomorrow / Getting Away With It (All Messed Up) / Curse Curse / Interrogation / Out To Get You / Born Of Frustration / Sit Down / Sound / Moving On / Sometimes / Laid
The Sherlocks
Gigs on the Isle Of Man are a bit of a rarity. Added to the fact that this was James’ only indoor full gig of the year as they record their new album in London, it’s a new venue to add to our list and this was the place most likely to see new material revealed made this a must-see gig on their summer calendar. Things haven’t quite panned out as planned though as guitarist Larry Gott is taking a break for this series of gigs with Adrian Oxaal, who played guitar in the band from 1997 to 2001, manfully stepping into the breach – which make this series of shows interesting for an entirely different reason. Support came from the up-and-coming Sheffield band The Sherlocks.
This is the first time we’ve seen The Sherlocks. They’ve played a series of incendiary live shows in their native Sheffield and around the North, but we’d missed them so far. Their social media presence shows they have no lack of confidence in their own ability to the point of arrogance at times (which isn’t always a bad thing), so we were keen to see whether it was just bluster or whether they could deliver.
We have to say we’re surprised at how good they are, that they can match their mouths (or fingers) with the quality of their songs, a rarity these days. They’re not blessed with the best sound set up as James’ travel problems meant they didn’t get a proper sound check, but such things are also a test of how a band can deal with adversity and part of the learning process. They impress the Isle Of Man crowd and there’s a few cries of Yorkshire at the end, but looking past regional parochialism, they look and sound the part – there’s a very tight-knit insistent feel to them helped by the fact they’re two pairs of brothers and when Brandon’s drums lock in with Josh and front man Kiran’s guitars and Andy’s bass it’s clear they’re a band that have an instinctive feel for what each other are doing that’ll serve them well. The reception they get at the end is far warmer and louder than some of the more celebrated support bands James have had in the past few years.
Despite a set full of songs with big sing-along choruses and they’re aware of the power of a three-minute anthem they might just lack a real killer breakthrough single at the moment and there’s the odd point where their (apparent) love of The Courteeners shines through a bit too brightly in a couple of songs, but they are minor quibbles and part of the development process. They play a new song called Blue that stands out towards the end of their set and suggests that they’re still developing as a band and they save their real stand out song Chasing Shadows for the end. They’re clearly not fazed by playing these stages and with a band of the stature of James. Their star is rising.
James open the set with the return of a much-loved classic from their earlier years when they couldn’t get a break. Over thirty years old, Johnny Yen sounds as fresh and revitalised as it ever has. Andy Diagram’s trumpet floating around the ornate setting over the improvised breakdown section. It’s clear immediately that, despite only arriving on the island at six o’clock due to a flight delay allowing virtually no soundcheck and Adrian only having had a couple of hours practice sessions having flown in from Canada, that they mean business. A band can take flight in such circumstances, but James have always faced adversity head on, relished the challenge and battled their way through and tonight what hasn’t killed them off makes them stronger.
The set, by necessity, is packed to the gills with the most familiar of songs from their back catalogue. But rather than disappointing us by not having that curve ball element, it reminds us of just how many stone cold classic singles they have – one stacked in after the other. If James have ever played on the Isle Of Man before it was a long long time ago (they get their first go at sitting down for Sit Down, which hasn’t been seen in the UK for decades) so it’s also perfect for an audience starved of live music without an expensive trip to the mainland. By resting songs for periods, even the likes of their less complex hits She’s A Star and Waltzing Along come back invigorated and uplifting rather than simply a plug in and play disdain that so many bands treat their biggest singles with.
It isn’t all about their big hits though as they play five songs from last year’s La Petite Mort album, the biggest test of Adrian’s ability to reintegrate into the live set. Saul takes lead on some of the guitar parts, Jim and Ron Yeadon help out on backing vocals and Adrian’s natural instincts mean that the songs are as successful as those around them. It’s also refreshing to see how the likes of Curse Curse and Moving On are received as rapturously as the behemoths around them on the setlist. The former almost breaks down at one point, but they rescue it and the smiles on stage show they’re enjoying the evening as much as the rest of us. Interrogation understandably lacks a little of the guitar flourish, but Mark’s keyboards and Andy’s trumpet make up for this and create an unique twist on a song that lends itself to twisted inspiration and improvisation.
It feels like they’re on a mission tonight. Fueled by the need to react to the chaos, Tim prowls the stage, encouraging, coaxing, challenging and engaging with his band mates, like a caged lion hemmed onto the stage by the modest security set up meaning an audience venture was unwise even by his standards, driving Adrian on to let go and show us what he can do on the likes of Sometimes and Sound, inviting a dancer up on to the stage during Getting Away With It (All Messed Up) who gives him a run for his money in the ecstatic dancing stakes.
Andy ends up on the balcony for Sound which closes the set but it’d be tough to top the moment when Saul picks up his violin on Out To Get You and delivers a virtuoso solo that has the band slowly coming back in and building the song to a momentous conclusion, but it’s an evening strewn with highlights and no low points.
Tim tells us that the beauty comes from them not knowing what they’re doing and the circumstances surrounding tonight collide and conspire to create something quite beautiful, special and unique – Tim described it as shamanic and it was one of those nights where music took us all away from the problems of the world for an hour and three quarters and assured us that everything will be alright in the end.