It's been a while since I've been able to do a review of a concert on Scottish shores, so I took great pleasure in visiting Twisted Wheel for the first time in order to see The Dirty Demographic, Kate Dunn and Liam Cairns. What have I missed in my absence?
Quite a lot and not a lot!
Welcome first, Mr Liam Cairns. The poor lad has potential so it was rather unfortunate that an attack of nerves led to lapses in tempo - and eventually a broken string - during his opening song. Following this unscheduled intermission, Liam returned with slightly more confidence and sounded that bit more convincing. Rough all over as opposed to rough around the edges, this wasn't a polished performance more an exhibition of an artist in the making. There's no doubt that he has ability but it will be up to him to control and exploit it.
Welcome next, Ms Kate Dunn. Such a pretty face is always welcome on a stage in Glasgow. Kate possesses a voice that, although sweet, is shared with too many aspiring songstresses in Britain and, when it comes down to it, songs such as "Superhero" and "Fake" are largely forgettable. The bare fact may be that Kate has found her audience - her friends plus a minimum of others. So Kate played to her audience tonight and while it was not a bad set - not by any means - much more effort will be needed on her part if she is to outgrow such pastures.
Welcome last, The Dirty Demographic. As students on a BA Applied Music course at Strathclyde University, you would think they should possess a certain musical affluence. Fortunately, this band - commanded by the unintentionally smug Angus Munro - is not only gifted but also know how to channel their abilities into their intended sound without coming off as unabashed musos. Stefanie Lawrence's vocals caught me off-guard repeatedly while Brown's keyboard profligacy suggested that his childhood composed of Red Bull-inspired romps through Ben Folds renditions. Interesting at all times, The Dirty Demographic ought to stand as a lesson in how to be your own band. Though fans of piano-driven rock may suss them out soon enough, it's refreshing to hear a band that can operate without guitars and still demand your attention.
Christmas shopping looks to consume all the money I haven't got, so it's straight to bed for this 'Bunny!