Richard Thompson: The Lowry – live review
10th March 2013
‘In Salford on Sunday’
How much fate has to play in proceedings it’s not clear. Back at the 2012 BBC Folk Awards held in Salford, The Dubliners received their lifetime achievement award and celebrated with a version of Dirty Old Town, written and made famous by local Salfordian Ewan MacColl. To schedule the final date of Richard Thompson’s current UK tour for Salford on a Sunday evening was rather prophetic too in that it was the perfect place to play Salford Sunday – one of several tracks aired from Thompson’s well received new album Electric. (LTW review)
Already recognised, even by the Queen no less with his 2011 OBE, as a major influence on English music in terms of both his song writing and guitar playing, as Thompson starts to head towards the twilight of his extensive career, his star is burning as brightly as it has ever done. The fact that he is still producing recorded music of such quality as Electric, which is a worthy addition to his body of work, his live performances continue to captivate and engage rapt and sell out audiences. Despite the odd empty seat, a packed audience (including fellow musician Maart Alcock, of Fairport Convention fame amongst many other folk/rock bands, sitting behind us) paid their dues to a true master of the craft. It would be unfair to say he was simply backed by a basic band of Michael Jerome on drums and Taras Prodaniuk on bass, as they added as much to the material to be a band rather than being hired hands as they accompanied Thompson expertly and sympathetically.
Decked out in his trademark cap and scarf maybe guarding against the chilly night, Thompson was bold enough to open the show with a flurry of songs from the new album, the alliterative trio of Stuck On The Treadmill, Sally B and Salford Sunday, he teased the audience, tongue firmly in cheek about only being there for the stuff from the sixties and seventies. Whatever they were there for, the crystal clear sound filled the Lyric Theatre with Thompson’s distinctive Fender notes. The acoustic guitar came out for a jazzy run through Al Bowlly’s In Heaven with its opening lines of “we were heroes then and the girls were all pretty” being both nostalgic and possibly harking back to earlier days. As a bit of a nod to the folkies, the evening wouldn’t be complete without reference to the usual folk themes of death and murder with the modern murder ballad of lorry driver Sydney Wells – taken in 9/8 time which of course, as a well-informed member of the audience noted, was the timing for a slip jig which appeared at the end of the song.
With the quality of the performance it would be difficult and unjust to pull out highlights but the country tinged rock of Wall Of Death and in particular a marvellous solo acoustic version of his 1991 song (which feels like it should be a much older traditional song), 1952 Vincent Black Lightning. It might not have been worth the ticket price alone but certainly was pretty close and worth a fair proportion. It was a perfect example of holding an audience spellbound by his deft and delicate picking as the lengthy tale unfolded of a simple boy meets girl story, which of course being a folk song, can only end in tragedy.
Finishing with another ‘tongue in cheek’ acknowledgement to the band as a power trio was a run through of the Hendrix classic Hey Joe and a sing along opportunity with Tear Stained Letter. On this continued form the audiences for the forthcoming US shows have a treat in store.
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