Olympia, London, April 12
Headed out to the boondocks of southwest London tonight to see Bloc Party in the surprisingly giant and bright Olympia Hall. The venue was also surprisingly crowded by the time we got there; Val and I had been expecting a much smaller show, and one with less rabid fans, since most London gigs don't seem to attract crowds very early. This kind of enthusiasm should have been a sign of things to come, as should have the large number of neon-clad, underage hipsters, but we were happily oblivious.
First opener Wet Paint played the sort of generic, up-tempo rock that openers seem to favor. Not exactly bland, but monotonous enough to understand why they aren't headlining shows themselves. This combined with the lead singer's tendency to be painfully off-key made me quite happy when they kept their set short and made way for second support act Foals, who were much better and received a very warm welcome. Their sharp, angular songs were a good complement to Bloc Party, and their instrumental opener was especially remarkable. Tracks like Cassius and French Open were spot-on, and rivaled Bloc Party's set for quality. It was one of the few times when I would have actually enjoyed a longer set from an opener.
Foals
We knew things were going to go downhill when people started getting pulled out of the crowd two songs into Foals. When you can't survive the opening acts, the concert is going to be intense. (See Doherty, Peter. Rhythm Factory Disaster of '09.) The crowd was already pushing when they came on stage, and opener Halo kicked off a sort of flailing/moshing that continued for the entire gig.
Set List:
Halo
Hunting for Witches
Positive Tension
Talons
Signs
Song for Clay (Disappear Here)
Banquet
Blue Light
Uniform
Two More Years
Mercury
This Modern Love
The Prayer
Like Eating Glass
Helicopter
One Month Off
Price of Gasoline
Ares
Flux
The only breaks in the set were slower tracks Signs and Blue Light, while the rest was really energetic, in part because Kele egged the crowd on the entire time, even returning for the encore in a bunny suit (for Easter). Sound quality and playing were largely good, although a couple of songs suffered from being just a little louder than they needed to be (especially The Prayer and Ares). Mercury was one of the best parts of the set; it's one of my least favorite tracks on the album but live it's frenetic and dramatic and massive
Kele jumpstarts a new fashion trend
Other highlights included the genius transition between Song for Clay and Banquet, straight through from the drums of one into the other, and set closer Flux, which rivals Mercury as the most dramatic song of the nigh with its swooping laser show. It was the perfect end to the gig and left me wanting more even though I was incredibly tired of being stepped on/elbowed/touched by people who were disgustingly sweaty.
Bloc Party is definitely a London band and their music, with its constant references to Bethnal Green and Bishopsgate, really plays to the London crowd. Song for Clay is a particular favorite, with the crowd completely drowning out the band during the pivotal line ("East London is a vampire..."). This gig proved for me more than the rest that there's something really special about the connection between people in England and music. The percentage of people in crowds who know almost every word to every song is remarkable.
The only problem with Bloc Party is that they have so many good songs that some great ones have to be omitted. I was especially sad that they skipped Ion Square, particularly since they played it Saturday night, and On, Kreuzberg, or Waiting for the 7:18 would have been nice additions from the slightly underrepresented Weekend in the City. However, they did play a long and excellent set, so no real complaints.
The verdict? Bloc Party, spectacular. Foals, a very pleasant surprise. Wet Paint...the paint drying jokes write themselves.
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