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MELANCHOLY SKY
8 Jan 2012
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THE SINGLES
6 Feb 2012 |
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Date |
03/12/01 |
Country |
England, UK |
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London |
Venue |
Shepherd's Bush Empire |
Setlist |
01. Oompa Radar
02. Paper Bag
03. Human
04. Deer Stop
05. Lovely Head
06. Pilots
07. Utopia
08. Felt Mountain
09. UK Girls
10. Horse Tears |
Reviews |
- Dorothy, we're not in Kansas anymore. Instead, we are in the Cabinet of Dr Caligari - a sinister circus sideshow where there is glossy year-round snow and violin music scents the air.
Goldfrapp's hat-trick of gigs gets off to a rousing start with the front woman Alison Goldfrapp back in superb form after a bout of tonsillitis. The gig is an enchanting blend of film noir, winter nights, Bavarian creme cakes and 1940s dancehalls. It's all hookers with hearts of gold, dames that have had too much to drink and plush velvet shawls covering up emotional bruising.
Starting off with 'Oompa Radar' from the sublime LP 'Felt Mountain', the band set the mood with gloriously perfect musicianship and odd sartorial choices (tuxedos, matador britches and Fidel Castro's cast-off fatigues).
Resembling the bastard child of Sophie Dahl and Shirley Bassey, Alison steps into her wonderland with the baroque intro to the luscious 'Paper Bag'. Looking like she's been sipping gin Gimlets since toddlerhood, dressing as little girl lost after raiding her mother's bohemian wardrobe. She's a modern day torch singer with a silken voice that calls you in from the cold. It's a voice that casts a seductive spell - luring it's prey into the dark woods where witches eat fattened children.
They run through 'Felt Mountain', from the spaghetti western whistling, tremolo quivers of 'Lovely Head' to 'Human' which features Munch-like screeches and high plains drifter percussion. For one encore they do a creepy, dirty cover of Olivia Newton John's spandexed 80s anthem 'Physical', and spoil us with the melancholy chill of 'Horse Tears' in their second.
The music's glistening coating masks its dark underbelly, like an image of a sunset that turns out to be a close-up of open-heart surgery. Goldfrapp mess with your head while pouring you an absinthe and cooing sweet nothings in your ear. All you need do is lie back and lose yourself in the splendour.
( Lisa Oliver, from dotmusic.com) |
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