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Don't be
blue, you're good
REVIEW - BLUETONES
The Garage
I WANTED this gig to be good, but I couldn’t shake the
feeling that the Bluetones didn’t.
A schoolgirl fan, I was among the group who thought they
were sliced bread in the 90s, and fought the clichéd
urge to fancy frontman Mark Morris.
A lacklustre start at the Garage in Highbury, compounded by
Mark asking the audience what they thought “so far”
and then adding “rubbish right?” It didn’t look
good.
But they wheeled out the hits Slight Return – “their
universal crowd pleaser” and Bluetonic – “the
song they’ve never done a set without” – and
the fidgety crowd livened up.
Problem is they’re doing a B-sides tour to promote their
new album, so unless you bought all the singles, you’re
not likely to know them.
Thing is, the Bluetones are a good band, I just don’t know
if they think so.
Seeming slightly resigned to their perceived also-ran status,
their biggest hit being debut album Expecting to Fly, a decade
later and three albums on they come across wearisome.
They should know how good they are, even if they’re star
ain’t shining as it once did.
Telling the crowd they play three songs for an encore if they’re
having fun, they finished with If.
Jangly three-strong guitar groups were made for this tune.
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