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The support
for the night were psychedelic-toned Anglo-Welsh band Telegram. Despite a
momentary technical issue and a couple of rude utterances from the crowd, the
band pulled through and performed an animated set with Miles himself
watching from the balcony above. A section of the crowd insisted in chanting
the chorus of ‘Inhaler’ but this only deterred the band slightly. Finally, the crowds
wish was granted as Miles and the band made an entrance, with Miles himself in
a smart purple suit which is no doubt a new addition to the stylish Scouser’s growing
collection of suits.
‘Inhaler’ from
Miles Kane’s first album ‘Colour of the Trap’ kicked off a riotous sixteen-song
set with Anderson’s bass throbbing through the venue, very British guitar
sounds and leaving the crowd enveloped in dry ice and strobe lights. The crowd
instantly surged forward with the ferocity of the track itself which in its
live, raw form was amplified throughout the room.
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The set
never slowed as Miles and the boys moved onto ‘Counting Down the Days’ , ‘Kingcrawler’
and a brilliant selection of tracks which made sure to cover both albums and
two EP’s including ‘Better Than That’, ‘Telepathy’ and my personal favourite ‘My
Fantasy’. Not content with just this, Miles slipped in ‘Little Illusion Machine
(Wirral Riddler)’ a track he co-wrote with Arctic Monkeys back in 2011.
Closing the
main set with ‘Rearrange and ‘Come Closer’ the explosive crowd pleasers, cued a
huge smile on Miles’ face as the berserk, tangled mass of bodies at the barrier
sang along word for word.
Miles and
the band momentarily depart the stage causing raucous chants only for Miles
paired with an acoustic guitar to quickly return a couple of minutes later for
the title track of his first album ‘Colour of the Trap’. The acoustic version
of the ballad was certainly powerful with hundreds of people swaying and
singing along with the solitary figure on stage. Miles, communicating and bonding
with the audience as usual, extended the track with the crowd singing along to
the ‘la la la’s which enhanced the indulgent
and open atmosphere.
The crowds
momentary silence was broken as the remaining band members joined Miles and jumped into
the title track from ‘Don’t Forget Who You Are’ with Miles Kane announcing that
they were about to “Tear the fucking roof
off the place” and with the help of the crowd, they succeeded. The eruptive
conclusion spiked a type of wildness that sees barriers and crowds crushed and
numerous people were seen enthusiastically crowd surfing, eager to reach Miles
who had by then grabbed the mic in order to get closer to the crowd and lead a
sing-along.
Miles Kane and
his band performed an earth-shattering gig for the highly energetic and boisterous
crowd which left the masses satisfied although, as expected, still eager for
more. The intimacy supplied by the small venue gave an up close and personal
feel, an almost private gig with one of the best performers of his generation; something
valued and loved by music fans everywhere. It was truly a sensational night
that won’t be forgotten.
