Two kings of the indie dancefloor unite for a warm, timeless take on 20th century pop and rock
London SE1 Queen Elizabeth Hall
[a]Hobotalk[/a] revitalise guitar-rock's over abused vocabulary.
You can sense be-stetsoned singer Marc Pilley's frustration as the assorted Mag-fans take their seats mid-set, often mid-song, since music as grand, as romantic, as intense as this should be savoured in a single sitting. A casual listener might mistake the craggy likes of 'Dime' for blustery classic-rawk, but listen closer, and you'll hear a songwriter and, more importantly, a band who understand the inherent drama a fine riff can evoke.
While Hobotalk's debut album 'Beauty In Madness' is a more muted, intimate affair, showcasing Pilley's marvellous sour-toned balladry, live, his band build a stately rock that burns with the austere intensity of prime Crazy Horse. Elsewhere, Hobotalk happen upon the remarkable fusion of muscular riffage and lovelorn elegies that Screaming Trees mastered on their 'Sweet Oblivion' album. That Pilley shares the wracked timbre and scarred tones of the Trees' Mark Lanegan doesn't hurt, of course.
Hobotalk close their set with an epic, amps-burning guitar duel between Pilley and guitarist Ross Edmond, eschewing muso-wankery in favour of an ever-darkening emotional pitch. No mere transient dad-rockers, Hobotalk revitalise guitar-rock's over abused vocabulary.
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