Manchester Orchestra (4 Mar 2012, Hi-Fi Sydney)
It was a wet night, the rain at one point so heavy that Al and I despaired of having to walk up to the Hi Fi (formerly the Forum). But rain had not stopped Manchester Orchestra from playing last night, though it had cancelled the festival they were originally coming out for, so I sucked it up as well and ended up with squelchy, gross shoes for the rest of the night (yeah yeah, first world problems, I will quit whining).*
But Manchester Orchestra were totally worth it.
The band were obviously happy to be here despite everything, and in fine form. Andy Hull was such a sweetheart, thanking the audience a fair few times for coming out, saying they hadn’t been expecting the obviously enthusiastic crowd - admittedly, the Hi-Fi appears to hold less than the Metro, but the room was well-packed last night. There were way more dudebros present than I’d expected (and TALL ones, at that), but it was a mostly pleasant crowd apart the obnoxious jerks who were trying to start a circle-pit centre front. There were plenty of sing-a-longs, for songs from all three albums, but the crowd was good at keeping a hushed, awed silence during the beautiful, quiet moments; all the better to listen to Andy’s fantastic voice.
And he was in such fine form, from the get go with that distinctive voice on show (and Simple Math) opener Deer. The whole band was great, really tight and giving the massive, monstrous songs their all. But mostly, I found myself thinking, at different times during the night, that Andy Hull really was both the master of the melodic scream (such as in the angrier, powerful songs like Everything to Nothing), and also of the most delicate heartbreak.
It wasn’t a show with a lot of banter (though Andy and Robert were funny and easy-going when they did speak), but it was a beautifully thought out set. There was a really great flow from one song to the next, whether it was the almost perfectly natural slides from one musical theme to a complementary one, or a thrilling jump from the soft and lulling to the shock of the loud and vice versa.
Highlights for me included the a monster-sounding My Friend Marcus early in the set, an utterly gorgeous near-solo performance from Andy of a summer demo (see video above), and then the entirely unexpected The River, followed by a stripped, slowed down version of The Only One that drew out the anticipatory build to the moment everything cut loose, followed by the sombre take of their cover of The Party’s Over – “Turn the lights out / All good things must come to an end” - to lead them off the stage for the first time.
They returned after a short break for an encore, starting with I Got Friends, “the only popular song we’ve had here” (which I’m sure is a LIE considering how well the crowd knew most of the songs), followed by a fun Now That You’re Home. There was some self-deprecatingly funny banter thrown in there too; Andy brushing back his sweaty almost-fro like hair and saying despairingly, “I hate my hair. That’s all I’ve been thinking about all night,” to which Robert tried to reassure him he looked like Dylan. “Bob DYLAN?” Andy answered disbelievingly. But to end the night, I’m glad they went with Where Have You Been, one of my favourites, and its haunting refrain lasted with me long after the show.
Deer
Pride
100 Dollars
April Fool
My Friend Marcus
Pensacola
Pale Black Eye
We Were Made Out of Lightening
Shake It Out
I Can Barely Breathe
Colly Strings
Simple Math
Everything to Nothing
The River
The Only One
The Party’s Over
I Got Friends
Now That You’re Home
Where Have You Been
* PS I just realised that the last time I saw them, I was also wet and damp and they were also totally worth it then too. :)
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