Band on the Wall, Manchester
The track listing for the Lankum albums and that of their previous incarnation as Lynched, might appear overfamiliar to the eye of the regular folk fan. By and large, the themes and tales are trad standards. For crying out loud, they open with that favourite of weddings and karaokes, The Wild Rover. Except that your expectations are not even given lip service from the opening notes, clanging and clashing cyclically. This is not so far from New York minimalism or trance dance, but the roots are unwaveringly folk, as are the instruments – concertina, uillean pipes, fiddle, shruti box. Then there are the voices. The Brothers Lynch undoubtedly have that magic that comes from family members singing together, vocals almost visibly honed in countless Dublin pubs. At times, Cormac Dermody breaks his silence so that all four are making rare harmonies twisting round themselves. But what gets the audience rapt, transcendent, are the songs where Radie Peat breaks out, stark, uncompromising, beautiful. I am told that hers is a classic travelling community style of singing, and it is little surprise that Lisa o’Neill is an associate. It’s harsh, weathered; it wouldn’t » Continue Reading.