Slow Readers Club

Academy, Dublin

The last time our paths crossed with Slow Readers Club, they were an independent band peddling their second album.  One major label deal and three charting LPs later, they are headlining Dublin’s Academy and have developed their sound to suit the larger venues they are accustomed to these days.

We arrive early for Amy Montgomery.  People were raving about her after her headline set at Vantastival in September.  It’s a different gig opening for an established act when you don’t have your normal stage set up and lighting.  We’re pleasantly surprised to see Nolan Donnelly, guitar player/producer from Mosmo Strange, take the stage to kick off Montgomery's introduction.  The Northern Irish singer emerges in front of the sparse crowd but sings as if the room were full, dropping onto her back after the first chorus.  It's a classic rock sound that manages to avoid the cliché-ridden pitfalls that can overcome such bands.  Montgomery and Co continue to kick out the jams for 35 minutes of hard rock screamer mayhem.  We make a note to follow up with their next headline gig.

The crowd swells ahead of Slow Readers Club.  Tonight isn’t sold out but you’d be hard pressed to tell from the size of the crowd.  They’re that indie band that becomes a dance groove band when they start playing bigger venues, and you won’t hear any complaints from this corner.  Aaron Starkie’s voice fills the venue from the front row to the back of the bar.  The band have had commercial success in the UK but have yet to make a mainstream impact in Ireland. Nonetheless there are hundreds of people here singing back the lyrics. It’s a noticeably older crowd here, suggesting a love of Manchester indie bands rather than a commercial influence.  It's indicative of our globalised world but also of Ireland’s close links with the UK.  Slow Readers Club have the crowd enraptured from the opening bars of their first tune and manage to maintain it throughout the set.

Pairing SRC with Amy Montgomery is a bit of a mismatch.  Montgomery’s set is all flashing lights, eye catching makeup, flailing dreads, and vocal acrobatics while SRC let the music do the heavy lifting.  The stage is relatively undecorated, the lighting plain, and the band barely move.  It’s the audience’s engagement with the songs that pumps energy into the room.  It’s an approach one can respect but we’d rather the balls-to-the-wall, last night on earth performance that the support act gave.

The headliners break out the big tunes late in the set and the audience's response sakes the jelly in our eyes.  The Dublin following is fervent as becomes obvious after ‘On The TV’.  After the songs finishes, the audience sings back the refrain with such resolve that the band join in and improvise a new reprise for the tune.  It’s a wonderful moment and the smiles spread through the room, on stage and off, culminating in a mass of applause and cheers.

It's refreshing after covid to hear the terrace style chant ringing out.  It’s no surprise when the band have a decade of live experience and bring it all to bear on a foreign audience that has been starved of their presence for at least three years.  It's probably only covid that has restricted this band to a venue the size of the Academy.  It would be no surprise to see them opening arena tours very soon.  Check out their tunes and catch them while they’re affordable and hungry.

Photo Credit: Lee Hammond

Atmosphere can make or break a gig. There are shows when it's palpable; anticipation and emotion entwining in to something almost tangible. Then there are shows like tonight, shows in which a disparate crowd form a mass of uncertainty, irrespective of universally high expectations. There are those here for whom going to gigs is a regular occurrence, there are those for whom the small-by-comparison Academy is a far cry from their past experiences of commercial arena shows and then there are those for whom this is quite clearly their first taste of live music. All are here in equal numbers and through no fault of their own make for an uneasy and somewhat timid audience.

Of course, all this is viewed from the Academy's balcony, and so any atmosphere there was may have been lost on its journey upwards. Having never managed to land tickets that have allowed us the pleasure of being up here however, it made little sense to turn them down, and what we may have lost in atmospherics was certainly made up for in both sight and sound. Each gorgeous synth loop and saccharine vocal hook is delivered and executed perfectly, the only sound issues appear when Chvrches heavier elements ('Science/Visions' for example) see the bass crackle above all else, though this rarely detracts from a band who are, quite clearly, in razor sharp form.

There's very little on-stage patter from Lauren Mayberry and co, and as such the band plough from track to track with a steadfast determination and incredible precision. Only when we're informed that the “tambourine section”of the show has come to an end do you get the first taste of Mayberry's dry wit. “You're humouring me” she adds with a wry smile.

The first of two new tracks this evening is the recently revealed 'Get Away'. A welcome inclusion, the track gets a solid reception despite its relative recentness, and marks an improvement in the atmosphere, especially when followed up two songs later with 'Recover' the most well received track thus far.

A review of any Chvrches gig wouldn't be complete without a mention of the fit-inducing light show that accompanies their performances. Lasers and smoke machines make a hallucinatory experience for the digital age; this isn't a kaleidoscopic mushroom fancy however, more a sensory staccato assault with the figure of Mayberry ever silhouetted against the neon pinks and blues.

Closing out the main set with the inevitable 'The Mother We Share' sees the atmosphere once again ramp up, though it's still not befitting of the band's effort, nor execution. Last time we saw Chvrches it was impossible to escape this song, but not having it rammed down our throats almost hourly by national radio has allowed it to once again grow on us, and there's definitely a reason why it's the band's biggest single. An expected three track encore sees yet another new song in the form of 'Dead Air' sandwiched between album closer 'You Caught the Light' and fan-favourite 'By the Throat' which ends the proceedings in a suitably emphatic manner.

Minor bass quibbles aside, you couldn't ask for a more perfect set from a band who really have little more than a solitary album in their repertoire. Note perfect, genuinely funny on the occasions they talk, and with an ability to write huge sounding pop songs with blistering choruses and sugary synths that, one would have thought, would make it impossible not to dance. Unfortunately however tonight is marred by a lack of atmosphere, something absolutely out of Chvrches' hands. We can only hope that, come March and the new album, the inevitable supporting tour will see a much more engaged Manchester crowd that lives up to the exemplary sets the band perform.