The Bullingdon, Oxford
You may have heard the Goldfrappy “Rushing Through My Mind” on 6 Music recently; that was my introduction to the Liberation. Actually that’s as close as they get to Alison and Will; JO & co are more guitar-heavy, and this is even more obvious live. What you get is a properly woozy wall of sound, psychedelic and mesmerizing with a projector show to match. There are shades not only of the late 60s, but also early 90s shoegazing; both guitarists use fuzzy single-coil Fenders drenched with delay, and there’s a lot of My Bloody Valentine-style vibrato-stroking (at the edge of feedback, natch) going on. The band themselves are understated; movement is limited but there’s barely enough room to accommodate all six of them on the stage anyway. Vocals are way down in the mix – no emoting here – and banter is minimal; we get “thank you” about five times with “Oxford” thrown in once for good measure. But leaving the last chord ringing such a long time that it was still audible as Josefin hit the merch table was a nice touch.
My only gripe would be that it was too short; with 2 full albums under their collective belt, to manage just under an hour is hardly Broooce territory. But for seven quid, I’m certainly not complaining. Recommended – but for the UK, unless you’re in Birmingham tomorrow night, it’ll have to wait until next time.
A real mixture of ages – you’d expect students and there were plenty, but also many old enough be their tutors and/or parents. Very polite.
It made me think..
I can’t recall going to any other gig this good where a pint was nearly 60% of the ticket price.