Venue: Cyprus Avenue, Cork, Ireland.
The last performance of his intimate, selective tour of Ireland, Glen Hansard played in Cyprus Avenue, on October 28th; neatly coinciding with the final day of the Cork Jazz. (for more info on the Cork Jazz read my review of Hermitage Green.)
Glen Hansard is one of those artists who has gigs in small venues with limited ticket numbers; and it's left to the hardcore fans to fight to the death in a Hunger Games scenario for said tickets.
What can I say, the odds are ever in my favour.
What can I say, the odds are ever in my favour.
Lisa O'Neill, the absolute legend, had the room packed, hanging on her every word; a quality rarely found in supporting acts. Her tangy, sean nos voice and quirky lyrics had me hooked the second she opened her mouth. As Glen Hansard himself put it; it's a rare thing these days when new music makes you stop in your tracks- and that's pretty much what Lisa O'Neill is all about.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grjdV7O2siM
Glen Hansard's set list was smattered with all things good; from his newest albums to the oldest, and from songs taken from the Once soundtrack to The Frames' back catalogue. He chatted with (with, not to) the crowd- and even pulled up a friend to tell a couple of stories. The evening was spent with as much emphasis on the music itself, as upon sharing background and context to each melody, imparting wisdom that touched the heart.
"This is a song about having a friend, and they...well, this is a song about having a friend fuck off on you. And...yeah, that's really it."
"It seems to sound like I lie to people that I love a lot. I don't. I just...tend to tell the truth about things that never happened."
"When you share a day that's so fantastic with someone who's side you never want to leave, and then realise that you love her, and that maybe you should have told her that you have a girlfriend."
His good humoured performance was interrupted briefly by moments of genuine sadness; raw emotion that was so sincere that it was frightening to stand so close to. "Lamb to the Slaughter", as the name suggests, is a pretty goddamn grim tune- and it was played on the ukelele, which kind of made it even more eerie. The crowd stood in uncomfortable silence, when he proudly announced: 'A friend of mine bet me that I couldn't write a sad song on the ukelele. I fuckin' showed him-' and we were laughing again.
When he had finished the set list, it being the final night of the tour, he politely asked the bar staff if it would be okay to play a few more. They kindly agreed, and the hour and a half show somehow morphed into an almost four hour long masterpiece. Lisa O'Neill returned to the stage, and together they played a few Elvis numbers- (we all did the high-pitched schoo-wap bits when appropriate.)
Everybody, from the sound guy, to the lights guy, to 'you, in the pink cardigan', to some guy called Mick that I think drove them around- EVERYBODY was called up for a tune. The crowd was packed like a mine field with explosively talented friends of Glen's. The whole tech team was dragged up on stage for a rendition of The Auld Triangle, a tribute to how feckin' great being Irish is.
They finished up, for the fourth and final time, with 12 people on stage, singing Leonard Cohen's 'Passing Through'. It had been such a personal gig that towards the end, it became simply a session between friends.We left feeling as though we had witnessed something majestic. Hansard surpassed my wildest expectations, and he is number 1 on my 'See Again' list.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grjdV7O2siM
Glen Hansard's set list was smattered with all things good; from his newest albums to the oldest, and from songs taken from the Once soundtrack to The Frames' back catalogue. He chatted with (with, not to) the crowd- and even pulled up a friend to tell a couple of stories. The evening was spent with as much emphasis on the music itself, as upon sharing background and context to each melody, imparting wisdom that touched the heart.
"This is a song about having a friend, and they...well, this is a song about having a friend fuck off on you. And...yeah, that's really it."
"It seems to sound like I lie to people that I love a lot. I don't. I just...tend to tell the truth about things that never happened."
"When you share a day that's so fantastic with someone who's side you never want to leave, and then realise that you love her, and that maybe you should have told her that you have a girlfriend."
His good humoured performance was interrupted briefly by moments of genuine sadness; raw emotion that was so sincere that it was frightening to stand so close to. "Lamb to the Slaughter", as the name suggests, is a pretty goddamn grim tune- and it was played on the ukelele, which kind of made it even more eerie. The crowd stood in uncomfortable silence, when he proudly announced: 'A friend of mine bet me that I couldn't write a sad song on the ukelele. I fuckin' showed him-' and we were laughing again.
When he had finished the set list, it being the final night of the tour, he politely asked the bar staff if it would be okay to play a few more. They kindly agreed, and the hour and a half show somehow morphed into an almost four hour long masterpiece. Lisa O'Neill returned to the stage, and together they played a few Elvis numbers- (we all did the high-pitched schoo-wap bits when appropriate.)
Everybody, from the sound guy, to the lights guy, to 'you, in the pink cardigan', to some guy called Mick that I think drove them around- EVERYBODY was called up for a tune. The crowd was packed like a mine field with explosively talented friends of Glen's. The whole tech team was dragged up on stage for a rendition of The Auld Triangle, a tribute to how feckin' great being Irish is.
They finished up, for the fourth and final time, with 12 people on stage, singing Leonard Cohen's 'Passing Through'. It had been such a personal gig that towards the end, it became simply a session between friends.We left feeling as though we had witnessed something majestic. Hansard surpassed my wildest expectations, and he is number 1 on my 'See Again' list.
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