Wednesday, 2 April 2008

Leeds, where i'm from is not who i am

The Music have finally returned. After a well earned break and some troubled times it is clear to see that the Leeds foursome have been working their socks off to produce yet more incendiary and euphorically charged anthems.
A wall of sound greeted the audience of the Brunell social club as Robert Harvey rallied the troops and kicked off the ceremony with new song, “The Spike”. His presence is once again unmistakeably so prevalent. His crushing voice melts into the new songs like a well oiled machine as “The Spike” begins in its mellow, minor beat stage as bassist Stuart Coleman keeps the tempo until the finger movements progress to erupt poetically into a sea of organised musical chaos.
“The Truth is no words” returns like a long lost relative and is welcomed with open armed by an eclectic gang of sweaty onlookers. Harvey grooves his way through the complexity of Adam Nutter’s spleen splitting riffs as his feet glide across the stage in front of the tower of drums that Phil Jordan is faced with.
In the natural sense of the word, The Music may not be considered to be “cool”, but as the show begins to progress and the band rattle through songs, old and new, it seems evident that this band hail no blemishes. Each note is carefully crafted to near perfection behind the back drop of the paint stripping volume of “Take the long road and walk it” and the profound unity of “Strength in numbers” which sees knuckles whiten under the fist clenching grasp of such a powerful future anthem.
The third album, to be released June time, appears ready to be released upon the world, but whether the world is ready for it is a different story. It sports yet more psychedelic effects and a whirlwind of content lyricism that displays The Music for the real eyes and ears of the world that they are.
Philosophical to say the least, such heart felt tension is true to Harvey’s heart and beds deep into the souls of those surrounding him. Between wiping the sweat from his brow, Harvey brandishes his guitar for a skin scraping rendition of “Getaway” which blows the audience from the ground and as toes try desperately to grip to the floor it is an inevitable fact that a performance of such intensity is rare in today’s music scene.
There is no image here, no gimmick and certainly no falseness. What The Music have done tonight is true in its purest form. It is music delivered straight from the soul via a wave of melting melodic masterpieces that hover tentatively above Jordan’s non-stop drum bashing antics and delicately crafted songs of experience and feeling.
New tours have recently been announced, and after speaking to Harvey he declared, “It feels good to be back”, and not just for the band let me make that clear.

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