Who’d have thought that after all, something as simple as rock ‘n’ roll would save us all?

Frank Turner & the Sleeping Souls – FZW, Dortmund; September 5th 2013

A night of dancing, great music and friendly people lies behind me as I just returned from seeing Frank Turner & the Sleeping Souls. Knowing only a few albums I had no idea what to expect, but was pleasantly surprised all around. Not only did Frank Turner play an entertaining show, he also managed to spread positive vibes and mutual respect among his audience. This was well worth seeing.

Months ago I had asked for a photopass for this one, but after the initial contact I had the impression it wasn’t going to happen and mentally crossed the concert off my list. Imagine my surprise when I read my mails unusually late this Thursday night (read: 30 minutes after concert start time) and found out the promoter was trying to make this possible for me. My first reaction was “Damn, it’s too late now!”, but then I found out there was a support act, grabbed my camera and decided to give it a shot. About 50 minutes later I arrived at the FZW, drenched in sweat and out of breath. Turns out I didn’t have a photopass, but the door guard as really nice and let me in anyway (without my camera, but I would at least see the concert).

The band played in the bigger hall, not the small club I had expected. And there I was thinking Frank Turner is only known by a few insiders. 😉 Anyway, the place was sold out, packed and they had not started playing yet. I grabbed a drink and found a spot near the mixing desk. Perfect!

There was constant movement in the crowd, even before it started, people going closer to the front or coming back to get another beer. When the lights went out at 9:45 great cheers rose and with the music people started dancing and jumping. It was impossible to stand still and who would have wanted to anyway? The first song, ‘Four Simple Words’ made it clear from the beginning: “Tonight I’m going to play it straight, I’m going to take my chance, I want to dance.” By this time a huge silly smile had already spread on my face and did not leave me for the rest of the night.

Frank told us that he could not play guitar, because he hurt his back and the doctor had advised him not to tour at all. Since he wanted to do it anyway, he showed us how they “Made me look like a cast member from the Rocky Horror Show” (with a white cast/bandage thing around his body). he said most of it in German too and ended with “My back is broken. Also my German is broken.” and demonstrated some more of the sentences he had learned at German class like “Die Katze ist der Hund” (the cat is the dog). All this caused much laughter and set the mood for the night: We are all here to have fun!

The audience was amazing, happy, respectful, hanging on to Frank’s every word and clearly enjoying themselves. There was not much cueing needed for people to clap or sing along and when he commanded us “Everybody jump!” during ‘Glory Hallelujah’, everybody did.  Any sing-along went well too. The band looked like they were enjoying themselves and Frank pointed out several times how much he loved playing in Germany.

During the course of the night he told us what the songs are about, pointed out guitarist Dan, who learned 20 songs in one week to go on tour with him, made us “do the Hamplemann” and sing along at the same time, joked around and told us to take care of each other. I had my personal moment of feeling ashamed when I yelled at the guys next to me for wanting to light a cigarette (in a non-smoking club). He was all nice and friendly and even went out to have a smoke. I apologized for yelling at him when he returned. Rarely have I encountered such an overall friendly audience. I can only conclude that the general friendliness of the performer reflects back on everyone.

Before ‘Dan’s Song’ Frank told us he usually could not perform that live because he could not play guitar and harmonica at the same time, ‘Eulogy’ was done in German (wow) and for the last song, ‘Photosynthesis’ he asked everyone to sit down and to only jump up when he’d sing “Let’s go!”, but to be safe and mind the people around us while doing so. It worked surprisingly well. All in al it was an amazing night somewhere between singer-songwriter music and punk rock. Anyone who did not lave this concert with a smile on their faces has no heart. Frank left us with a message of music, no matter what it is called, being about bringing different people from different backgrounds together for two hours to have a good time. True words.

Setlist

Four Simple Words
If Ever I Stray
Try This at Home
Losing Days
Reasons Not to Be an Idiot
Glory Hallelujah
Long Live the Queen
The Way I Tend to Be
Wessex Boy
Dan’s Song
I Knew Prufrock Before He Got Famous
I Am Disappeared
Peggy Sang the Blues
Plain Sailing Weather
One Foot Before the Other
The Road
Recovery
Broken Piano

Encore:
Rock & Roll Romance
Eulogy (in German)
I Still Believe
Photosynthesis

You don’t have to worry, different times will make you see…

Árstíðir – Ten Verde Festival, Diksmuide; August 31st, 2013

It was a long journey to this one-off show in Belgium, but since it was a weekend, I just had no excuse for not going there. It turned out to be a great decision. I had a wonderful time. 😀

All train connections on time I got there close to four in the afternoon. On the way to my hotel I found everyone sitting at a cafe, enjoying a beer. It was a nice way to get into the mood and forget the long trip. 🙂 Hung out for a while before finally checking in at my hotel. After a short break I went to the festival. It was a nice area and to my surprise the concert took place in a tent. Found my spot at the front, chatted with Linda fo a bit, waited – the usual.

The guys had their soundcheck directly before the concert started, the transition between the two almost seamless. The previous concert had happened only 6 weeks ago, but somehow it felt a lot longer than that. I had really missed the guys. They started with ‘Sunday Morning’, a song that changes meaning for me from time to time. It has a certain melancholia that rings with me and makes it good for sad moments. This time around the hopefulness of the song hit home with me. 🙂

Despite walking around to take pictures I was so caught up in the music, I didn’t even notice the rest of the audience. I could not even tell how many people were there. Judging by the applause, quite a few. This time around the guys hardly translated any of the song titles. Jón refused, but told people to go and ask Daníel after the show. Daníel cracked up laughing and the joke returned several times during the concert. 😀

‘Days and Nights’ was introduced as “a song about just being happy to be alive.” I don’t think I would have ever described it that way, but it does make sense. Either way, it’s always been one of my favorites and remains the first English song I fell in love with. It made me quite happy to have both ‘Orð að eigin vali’ and ‘Við dagsins hnig’ in the setlist. Not that I have any clue what they are about, but they sound beautiful and that’s enough for now. 🙂

Together with the other photographer I spent quite some time on the floor in front of the stage, trying to get some good shots, while not missing anything. It’s always hard to do, because if I focus on pictures the music will move to the background for me. I had good balance between the two though, watching and listening and still capturing some nice moments. 😀

The guys got two encores, both a cappella, the last song without microphones and close to the audience. <3 It never fails to amaze me and I can’t imagine ever getting tired of watching Árstíðir work. Once again I was lucky enough to hang out with them after the show. It was a night of discussions and laughter, but that’s another story to be told another time. 😉

Setlist (somewhat out of order)

Sunday Morning
Heiðin
þér ég unni
Á meðan jörðin sefur
Brestir
Days and Nights
Ljoð í Sand
Orð að eigin vali
Við dagsins hnig
You just have to know of me
Nú gleymist ég
Shades/Tárin

Encore:
Land mins föður
Góða veislu gjöra skal

pictures of this concert