H Hawkline
22nd August 2012
The Hop, Wakefield
After a rather mad spring into summer period, it has been a
treat to actually take a bit of time off from going to local gigs. A couple of
festivals have instead taken their place with new musical discoveries being
made. I guess it’s no surprise to need that break, especially after six months
of compiling a book and then organising a festival. But after enjoying seeing
Runaround Kids produce some new noises at Beacons last week, tonight The Spills
treat us to some fresh material, in support of the fantastic H.Hawkline.
I think, due to the headliner, I was expecting an acoustic
set, but I was wrong. Although relatively laid back and less fired up than
usual, they worked through a set of newer numbers which on first listen are
hard to judge. There’s no radical departure (thankfully) and the same grasp of
the hooks and the interesting dynamics. Certainly nothing to worry about and I
could happily have stood through the set a second time round just to try and
get an idea what’s going on. So, pleasing that things are moving forward
towards a second record, I look forward to catching them again soon,
H.Hawkline is visiting Wakefield
for the third time this year as part of a four date tour to support his BlackDomino Box EP release (on Trash Aesthetics). He must be as fond of us as we are
of him. Funny how the Merrie
City takes certain bands
to its heart. Sadly, the extensive tour has taken its toll on his wilting welsh
voice and he struggles through the set, albeit in good humour. It’s no major
disaster and on most occasions adds something to the songs, an extra layer of
hurt if you like.
H.Hawkline’s songs are almost always built around very
simple refrains, the same chords bouncing round and round. Compositionally, it
is minimalism showcased but as with many great songwriters, it is his ability
to infuse them with his own character that stands him apart. So the strained
notes and uncomfortable air don’t take anything away. Tonight he is joined by a
drummer only (who occasionally switches to guitar) and the set is his usual mix
of dainty bare boned balladeering and the more guttural, ground out dirges – a
balance that certainly helps keep the interest. And as an advertisement for the
new EP – fantastic.
He’s a performer not afraid to engage an audience with
stories and he had the whole room laughing away on many occasions with jokes
and asides that simply wouldn’t make sense here. For his last song he got the
room to bully Spills guitarist Chad
to play with him on bass, then taught him the track on stage, before unleashing
it on us. I think this air of the carefree is certainly part of the appeal with
H.Hawkline and perhaps why he is so loved in Wakefield . I hope he makes it back soon.
Dean Freeman
Photo: John Jowett
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