Saturday, March 31, 2012

31-March-2012 
Edinburgh Playhouse
 Edinburgh, Scotland

The Scotsman (Source)
Van Morrison was packing sax on Saturday, sauntering on-stage to strike up a version of Brown Eyed Girl that set the tone for much of the rest of his set, being as it was a gentle tussle between subtle jazz flavours and loungey tendencies. 

This show was an exercise in restraint with some lovely, lightly-wrought playing from his six-strong ensemble, arranged around Morrison in a wide semi-circle, ready to act on his clipped command. The mournful mute brass and his own mellow sax solo made Haunts of Ancient Peace one of the highlights of the night, only rivalled by the fine cool jazz swing of Moondance. 

Morrison’s vocals were almost always the only strident note in the recipe, unless he felt the need to suddenly beat the body of his guitar or deliver a foghorn blow on the harmonica. Enunciation of the lyrics was, as usual, an added bonus, wheeled out for the homespun wisdom of I’m Not Feeling It Anymore. Nevertheless, there was soul in his tone, and little welcome bursts of gruff humour which suggested that he may, in fact, have been enjoying his time on stage. 

The pace pepped up in the later stages with bluesy Them favourites Baby Please Don’t Go and Here Comes The Night and covers of Sonny Boy Williamson’s Help Me and John Lee Hooker’s Boom Boom. Morrison re-appeared briefly for an encore of Gloria, then left the rest of the band to jam it out like eager teenagers free from parental control.

Setlist 
Brown Eyed Girl
Higher Than The World
Fair Play
Haunts Of Ancient Peace
Moondance
Wavelength
All In The Game/Make It Real/No Plan B/No Safety Net/This Is It/Burning Ground
Enlightenment
I'm Not Feeling It Anymore/Hurting Game
Baby Please Don't Go
Here Comes The Night
Ballerina
Playhouse (1 verse)
In The Garden
Help Me
Gloria/Boom Boom

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Van Morrison & Tom Jones
With Special Guest Bobby Womack
One Night Only
Marlay Park, Dublin
Saturday 25th August 2012






Tickets on sale

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Van Photo Of The Day

Van Morrison & George Harrison in 1990.

Monday, March 05, 2012

04-March-2012 Bournemouth Pavilion, Bournemouth, England

Daily Echo (Source)
I first saw Van Morrison at Birmingham’s Rainbow Suite club in 1965. I was a precocious under-age youngster; Van Morrison had already had two huge pop hits with Baby Please Don’t Go and Here Comes The Night with his Belfast band Them.

Even then, Van Morrison was a maverick. During the set he wandered offstage, leaving the audience perplexed. A few minutes later he strolled back on, astonishing the young crowd by swigging from a bottle of Guinness and smoking a cigarette. Unprofessional? Perhaps. A bad example? Maybe. Cool and unforgettable? Definitely.

Almost 50 years on, Van Morrison now has his drinks brought on stage for him, but shows no sign of stopping.

Opening with the catchy Brown Eyed Girl, backed by a stonkin’ seven-piece band, Van Morrison’s music is a smooth, moody blend of jazz, blues and Celtic rock.

His textured voice is another instrument, driving the lyric, swooping and whooping, occasionally scat-singing.

Particularly outstanding were the hypnotic This Is It, the atmospheric In The Garden, and the hooky Moondance.

The musical arrangements are tight and contrasting, ranging from almost whispered vocals across instrumental spaces, to full blasting melodies. Van Morrison also excels on saxophone, harmonica and guitar.

The show-stopping finale was the classic garage anthem G-l-o-r-i-a, which was actually the B-side of Baby Please Don’t Go, which started it all for Van the Man in 1964.

In 2012, the Belfast Cowboy still managed to rock the Bournemouth Pavilion!
-Brendan McCusker

I last saw Van Morrison in 2007, making this by way the longest gap between shows in twenty-five years. I’ve seen him most years up until 2007, then I never got tickets for the Live Astral Weeks shows in 2009. 2007 was with the Crawford Bell Singers, who were on Austin City Limits and Keep It Simple. It’s hard to believe that Keep It Simple, the last studio album was four years ago, and Astral Weeks Live was three years ago. As I look on my long shelf of Van Morrison albums, I realize he’d averaged one a year. If you include the official compilations, forty-four albums between 1968 and 2009. So what’s he been up to? I’d assumed his muse drove him to be so productive.

I looked online to see the Brighton set the day before, Saturday. Nothing much I hadn’t seen before. I’d been hoping more of the 2009 Astral Weeks revisited venture would have stuck, but at Brighton, it was only Ballerina.

Bournemouth was The Pavilion, his preferred smaller venue, avoiding the cavernous echoey Bournemouth International Centre where he had a spectacularly unsuccessful gig on the “jazz tour” in 1995 (widely bootlegged as Stepping On A Dream), and Poole Lighthouse where he started the Linda Gail Lewis tour in 2000 with a ramshackle show. He wisely sticks to the Pavilion, though the smaller capacity (1200?) perhaps contributed to the £65 ticket price in the stalls – double the last time I saw him.

The notices saying mobile phones could not be used for recording or photography and drinks could not be brought in were on every entrance. Good. No flashes, no spilt beer. A TV monitor outside said he would begin at 7.45 and end at 9.15. Not “approximately”, and indeed it wasn’t approximate.

He started with Brown Eyed Girl, reversing his old setlists, and he set out his stall clearly. It was a jazzy version, very different from the original, reinvented as much as he reinvented Cleaning Windows a few years ago. He also got the song over with, a useful thing to do when so many newer fans just wait for it and then go wild. It’s disconcerting to hear something altered so radically, but he was in fine voice.

The band didn’t get namechecked throughout. But we had the MD on organ, piano and trumpet; plusbaritone saxophone / clarinet, trombone, drums, percussion, double bass / bass guitar and guitar. I recognized the keyboard guy and guitarist. The guitarist stood at 90 degrees to the audience with a music stand, facing the keyboard player on the opposite side. Guitar and bass added the very few backing vocals. Van played tenor sax a lot, and harmonica a bit. The immediate sensation was that this was to be a jazzy evening. It wasn’t all that jazzy as it turned out, but this was a supple band of very experienced musicians, who could do the volume changes and light and shade as well as any band he’s had. Sure, we lost backing vocalists (a minus) but trombone added a different instrument, and guitar was noticeably jazzy, until Gloria.

There was a concept, and at least for the first few, I had the impression it was tightly arranged, and unusually that the keyboard player was calling some of the shots. Some was shared with Brighton, but by no means all. We got Higher Than The World, and a big surpise (also done at Brighton), Fair Play from Veedon Fleece. Enlightenment was in this early section.

It’s All in The Game was the medley version segueing into You Know What They’re Writing About / No Plan B / This Is It. There was a lot of improvised stuff … no opinion, no theory, this is it … was repeated ad infinitum to powerful effect as the band played soft and low. It was a night to focus on Van’s voice. In The Garden got huge recognition applause, and the recitation of No Guru, No Method, No Teacher continued the No Opinion, No Theory of the previous song. He was really pushing his point. Moondance gave every one the chance to stretch and solo.

Not Feeling It Anymore / Hurting Game continued the mood, before breaking into Crazy Love then These Dreams of You. Three from Moondance on the night left me hoping for Caravan, but no, it never happens. It does remind you that of all the stars at The Last Waltz in 1976, he’s the only one who still has full power in the vocal chords. Crazy Love appeared on the Phenomenon soundtrack by Aaron Neville, with a Robbie Robertson guitar solo. This was very different as it was from the original too. A strong Talk is Cheap was around this point, and looking at the setlists online, I think it was the only time this tour.

St James Infirmary led into the best version of Help Me I’ve seen him do … I’ve never been fond of the song … but with that many horns (the trombone switched to a sousaphone or tuba or whatever, baritone sax, trumpet, tenor sax) doing interesting things it was lifted. Van left before the end, was only off for seconds, then re-emerged for Tupelo Honey which unlike last time broke into a long Why Must I Always Explain? This was where he got the show back at Bournemouth 1995, but this time the words were ‘No sweet Lorraine’ not as in 1995 with the F-word loudly inserted. That was also the third time in the evening he stressed his “Why must I explain? This is it. No criticism. No comment wanted” philosophy. He strapped on a Les Paul guitar for it.

Gloria was the usual version with the long loud “Van has left the building” ending while the band blew for five minutes, and I’m sure he walks off straight into a car. The fun bit of Gloria was where he went into Who Do You Love? in the middle … a possible nod to The Last Waltz in fact, where Ronnie Hawkins sang it.

I’d wondered about the evening, as there was no new album, no revised album set. What was the concept going to be? Was there one? The answer is a definite “yes.” As with the last two bands, he has created a distinctive sound palette, and refined the approach (very quiet playing, lots of vocal gymnastics and talk) which is powerful. My feeling that it was arranged more than usual was borne out by the lighting … cloud effect for It’s All in The Game, the same lit up green so as to look like trees for In The Garden, then stars for Moondance. It was one of the best Van Morrison shows I’ve seen … something I said the last twice, in fact!

Setlist
Brown Eyed Girl
Higher than The World
Fair Play
Enlightenment
All In The Game/You Know What They're Writing/No Plan B/This Is It!
In The Garden
Moondance
Not Feeling It Anymore/The Hurting Game
Crazy Love
These Dreams of You
Talk Is Cheap
St James Infirmary
Help Me
Tupelo Honey/Why Must I Always Explain
Gloria

Sunday, March 04, 2012

03-March-2012 Brighton Dome, Brighton, England

Photo via Dail G
Heading off to a Van Morrison gig there's always an edge of trepidation along with the anticipation. Of course, you know why you want to be there... That astounding voice. A back catalogue of songs to kill for. A jazzman's ability to cut and coax and prod and change - with a shaman's urge to take it somewhere higher. This is one of the few rock performers for whom the word 'genius' might not be the usual obvious hyperbole.

And yet... This is also the guy who turned in a perfunctory, uncommunicative and frustrating show the first time I saw him some thirty years ago, delighted to have bagged front row seats at the Hammersmith Odeon. This is also the guy who has churned out a whole load of uninspired songs with clumsy and self-pitying lyrics. Who has elevated grumpy-old-man-ness to a form of conceptual art.

I saw a couple of concerts in Brighton in the 90s which were pretty good, but then a gap until I was lured back for his reprise of Astral Weeks at the Royal Albert Hall a couple of years ago. Trepidation cubed for that, given the cultural weight of the set-list and the eye-watering ticket prices - it could all go horribly wrong.

It didn't, of course. An absolute and delightful triumph: the voice undimmed by the years, unlike so many of his contemporaries; an extraordinary band; Van (by his standards) chatty and clearly enjoying himself; and to cap it all the unexpected and unalloyed joy of hearing 'Listen To The Lions' live after the night's main menu.

So, I couldn't wasn't expect him to match that, but couldn't miss the opportunity to see him in Brighton again. Trepidation along with anticipation.

A nicely in-character notice to welcome us to The Dome: no support, on stage at eight sharp, 90 minutes, no drinks, bar shut, no photography - under pain of ritual disembowelment (inside later, security folk were indeed rushing down the aisles earnestly to wag fingers at the merest gleam from a mobile).

But as soon as the music started, the tension slipped way. This was never going to be a reprise of the Albert Hall but it was definitely the next best Van show I've seen. Primarily a jazz band behind him for this tour, all in black, highly skilled - trombone and sax, keyboard doubling on trumpet, guitar, bass and two drummers - slipping effortlessly into a lightly swinging arrangement of 'Brown Eyed Girl'. Van in command: stretching words, repeating, scat singing; pointing in the solos, nodding proprietorially at the particularly good ones - of which their were many.

It's also an evening to appreciate what a good musician Van is himself: he blows some very nice alto sax, along with harp on a couple of numbers and even plays some electric piano.

An early highlight was 'Fair Play' from 1974's classic Veedon Fleece, Van blending sweet high notes with more guttural attack, playing around repeatedly with the wonderfully bizarre 'you say Geronimo' line. There's even a bit of slapstick when Van sings 'you can hear the brass band' then waits ostentatiously while the horns pretend to miss their cue. Sounds daft, but it was good fun at the time...

After that, he briefly reminded us that he can write some clunkers by wheeling out 'I'm Not Feeling It Anymore' ('I just ended up in doubt/All my drinking buddies, they locked me out' etc, etc) before returning to the stronger side of his songbook.

A lot of the set is gently paced and quietly pitched. He's not afraid to cut things back and draw out individual instruments. And that makes for strong dynamic variety when the band crank up and really go for it. A medley moving from 'All In The Game' through to 'No Plan B/This Is It' builds irrestibly to the repetition of the key phrases 'this is it...no rehearsal'.

Then things calm through 'Moondance', 'Haunts Of Ancient Peace' and (another lovely surprise) a slow and gentle reading of 'Into The Mystic' - after which 'In The Garden' builds again to its forceful conclusion 'no guru, no method, no teacher'. Time for some hairs on the back of the neck to spring to attention at a liberating message very convincingly expressed.

Photo via Dail.
 After 'Crazy Love', Van calls to the wings for a crib sheet, introducing a Rodney Crowell song 'that we haven't played for a while'. It is 'Till I Gain Control Again', from the Pay The Devil country set from 2006. He doesn't seem to have to study the words much, but relative unfamiliarity may help form what is a moving version of a fragile song.

He then segues into 'I Can't Stop Loving You' before a killer sequence of five songs to close the show: a stark and blues-inflected 'St James Infirmary'; a jaunty 'Precious Time', with an arrangement bordering on ska; then reining back for a luminous take on 'Ballerina' (introduced as a request from his six-year old daughter), before cranking up again with 'Help Me' and closing with a storming and stonking version of 'Gloria'.

The last song is a joy. I realise I'd almost come to think of 'Gloria' as Patti Smith's song, but it's great to hear the relish its creator can still bring to it, the best part of fifty years on - and the sheer enjoyment of the band, reeling off chorus after exuberant chorus after their leader has marched off the stage - a great rock guitar solo followed by a chopping and churning keyboard break, including a heel landing on the keys, Jerry Lee Lewis style.

After that, there is of course no chance of a second encore: the house lights are up before all the band have left the stage. Van is probably several streets way already.

Oh, well: let him do it his way - the results can be extraordinary.
-Pete Wrench


Setlist
Brown Eyed Girl
Higher Than The World
Fair Play
All In The Game/You Know What They're Writing/No Plan B/This Is It
Haunts Of Ancient Peace
Moondance
Not Feeling it Anymore
In The Garden
Crazy Love
Till I Gain Control Again
St James Infirmary
I Can't Stop Loving You
Spanish Steps/Into The Mystic
Ballerina
Precious Time
Help Me
Gloria