[ originally published 14/02/2018 ]
BRITISH SEA POWER
The Globe, Cardiff - 11th February 2018
Support: American Mustard
A great way to start the gigging year, although I was a little puzzled at the choice of support for the evening. American Mustard are a four-piece rhythm and blues band from Cardiff. They've probably played every pub in the city and gone down a storm. But this isn't pub rock like Dr. Feelgood or even the Blues Brothers. Basically, if you can imagine any movie in the 80s that had a bar scene in it and a band was playing - American Mustard could have been that band. Pub rock lite. They were musically tight and highly competent, but also highly unoriginal and certainly not the sort of band I would have expected to open this show.
I came to British Sea Power rather late, always being aware of them but not actually taking much of their music in until their third album, 2008's 'Do You Like Rock Music?' Since then I've loved pretty much everything they've done. Maybe I'm in a minority, but I prefer their more recent work to the first couple of albums. So tonight's set containing plenty of songs from the last three records is no bad thing. Bad Bohemian, Keep On Trying, What You're Doing, Praise For Whatever, The Voice Of Ivy Lee and Saint Jerome, all from last year's 'Let The Dancers Inherit The Party', were interspersed with songs that spanned the band's back catalogue. Early classics like Remember Me, It Ended On An Oily Stage and The Spirit Of St. Louis, were, predicatably, very well received. But Machineries Of Joy and Who's In Control were equally brilliant to these ears.
Of course, the dancing bears made an appearance. It's amazing - on the stage you have one of the best live bands in the country playing a blinder, yet for several songs, most people seemed to forget the band was even there, just seemingly wanting to touch, hug or watch a couple of people wearing giant bear costumes dancing in the crowd. Good fun, maybe - but a real distraction.
The de facto closing brace to the main set - Waving Flags and The Great Skua - was utterly majestic as ever and rendered an encore unnecessary, but they played one anyway. On a stage festooned with their trademark foliage, a stuffed owl and a plastic heron, British Sea Power lit up and warmed a bitterly cold February Sunday as I knew they would. OK, so they didn't play my favourite song off the new album (International Space Station) but any criticism of that nature seems petty. It was a show that blew away the cobwebs of the winter hiatus. Shame now that I'm back in the mood I have to wait 'til June for the next show...
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