Meursault takes La Belle Angele

Meursault takes La Belle Angele Meursault takes La Belle Angele Jo Higgs Labels edinburghLa Belle Angelelive reviewmeursault The quintessentially 'La Belle Angele' purple fog soaks the acclaimed room as a night of electronic folkness begins. A sprinkling of both new and old melodies sees Jonnie Common breath life into the group. His to a great extent agreeable set is maybe most compactly summarized by a hilariously quick guitar solo followed by the articulation of eh, something to that effect at any rate, bookended with radge hardware. Neil Pennycook and a humble Meursault set-up of only two additional artists make that big appearance to play their most recent record, Crow Hill, completely. The record is a substance gently catching the lives and cherishes in all deliberations, of the fiercely wacky occupants of the anecdotal setting of Crow Hill. A live form of the collection creates a practically unmistakable feeling of imperativeness that is so once in a while present in some other melodic setting. Pennycook's contradictingly enchanting and rough electronic creation, close by keys, accordion, and guitar, gives a flexible arrangement of soundscapes for the contacting and some of the time satire touched stories conveyed by a steadily amazing voice to be installed in. All through the exhibition a steady tolling of delicate and complex tune is assimilated under huge layers of electronic drums and ubiquitous chordal support. In spite of an obvious force inside the show of Crow Hill, hardly were the most cozy and genuine snapshots of the collection recreated with such propriety, put something aside for maybe a feature of both the record and the gig: 'Nahkla Dog'. In an interpretation further stripped back than the chronicle, a voice, generally solid, pulverizing, thus healthily full, is appropriately decreased to a delicate faltering sorry excuse for itself, regularly waiting into a calming falsetto. In the midst of meandering stories of ocean lions and sex robots, a saturating comical inclination sits, standing by energetically to be introduced when proper. It develops in skipping chat among bandmates and in such verses as you can reclaim every one of your deliberations and you can fuck off back to workmanship school. An energetic and cherishing old neighborhood appear: exactly what the specialist of Crow Hill clinical practice requested (one could envision). Warmth moves from stage to after the show as musicians talk to old and new companions the same, and Pennycook, in his affable self-destroying house communicates a slight disdain for the undertaking's Camus referencing name, as it has now spoilt an in any case great novel for him.