Live at Brudenell Social Club on Saturday, 24th October 2015
Twin Atlantic are downsizing considerably tonight as they headline the Dr. Martens Stand For Something Tour at Brudenell Social Club. This might seem impressive for a band only on their second album, but having already completed an arena tour supporting Thirty Seconds To Mars last year they're more than qualified to make such an intimate show feel like something of an occasion.
First come warm up sets from Life and then Creeper, who are by turns confusing and frustrating but not without flashes of potential. Life seem determined to channel Joy Division but it doesn't quite work - there's a lot of angular noise and twitching around on stage, but the tunes all seem to merge and begin to feel like an endurance test. Put simply, if you've ever listened to Eagulls and thought 'these guys are great, but I wish they were from Hull' then Life are the band for you.
Creeper have the opposite problem - the songs are there, but very often it feels like the band are playing different ones at the same time. It's half pop punk and half screaming hardcore, and it seems like the band are literally not on the same page. They make up for it in enthusiasm though, and it all comes together in the last song which sounds like a glorious hybrid of Bohemian Rhapsody and I'm Going Home from The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Twin Atlantic finally arrive and kick things off with Edit Me from their debut album Free, and right away it's clear that it's going to be a show to remember. The set is split down the middle between Free and new album Great Divide, save for What Is Light? Where Is Laughter? representing their early Vivarium EP. The newer material really shines, with tracks like Brothers & Sisters and Hold on mixing the alt rock of Editors and Placebo with anthemic Mumford and Coldplay choruses.
Soaring acoustic ballad Crash Land is a highlight. Dedicated to a fan attending her 100th show, frontman Sam McTrusty gets the woman up onstage and sings the song to her, joking afterwards that the band have lost all credibility by pulling such a cliched stunt. He needn't worry though. As the scuzzy, lo-fi riff of closing number Heart And Soul reverberates around the room - and channels Joan Jett - Twin Atlantic joyously remind us that if you love rock 'n' roll, sometimes cliches are all you need.