Jolie Holland

2008-12-02

Been looking forward to Jolie Holland for a while; I think her records are superb, from the Be Good Tanyas onward. Her strange, wierd vocals seem to work; Mexican Blue is stunning song, which leaves me lost everytime I hear it.

I guess this is a lot to live up to. Last nights gig missed by a mile. The support, who’s name I forgot, was poor; nice voice, but the songs were crap, and the performance shambolic. This was replicated by the main act; she treated the audience like they were the wall-paper at her own private practice session. The band spent lots of time talking to each other; they had to tell poor jokes while she tuned up, which took ages. And she needed it; the first three songs were played with an out-of-tune guitar, that was mixed up loud enough that you couldn’t hear her voice anyway.

God knows, I’m not a performance fascist; I like things relaxed, I don’t mind raw and I’m not a technical freak. But a live performance is just that — a performance; if you can’t be bothered, then you shouldn’t be there.

Originally published on my old blog site.