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Erasure / Client

Norwich UEA 18 March 2005








Erasure Client

Norwich UEA, 18 March 2005

First, a complaint. Not about Erasure's performance, but about the quality of Norwich's street signage, the poorness of which prevented my wife and I arriving until 7.45, which meant we missed Piney Gir's brief slot, arriving just in time for Client's eight-song set. Notwithstanding missing Piney, and ignoing the fact that this is the second time something beyond my control has stopped from seeing her perform live, the most galling aspect was that our late arrival ensured we had the worst possible 'view' of the stage. Which leads me on to my second complaint, which is against sixties, concrete unversity concert venues - the UEA pillars were an exceptionally ill-advised architectural faux pas.

Client
As per usual, Client were accompanied by the hirsute Joe Wilson, who took up his position behind a table top crammed with all manners of effects to patch in sequences and deliver seemingly inaudible backing vocals. Now, as any likeminded heterosexual male would tell you, you wouldn't ordinarily spend a lot of time looking at Wilson at a Client gig, if you can help it. However, that's exactly what I found myself doing, since I had a perfect, unrestricted view of him, whereas I was only able to catch fleeting glimpses of the diminutive Kate Holmes and the dominating presence of Sarah Blackwood, but I know they were wearing the blue 'air hostess' uniforms familiar from the sleeve artwork of second album City and its singles.

Now, despite my fondness for Client and their synth sound, they really piss me off live. Not because their songs aren't performed well but quite the reverse - I think the way they perform certain songs on stage is actually far better than their album equivalents - in my view, this is true of all of City's singles, but most evidently on 'In It For The Money', where the studio version suffers from a lack of low end. 'Pornography' actually sounded better without Carl Barat's nasal tones.

Setwise, it was a pretty even mix of tracks from Client and City - 'Client' ('Did she just say "Fuck off"?' said someone near me with evident surprise), 'In It For The Money', 'The Price Of Love', 'Radio', 'Here And Now', 'Don't Call Me Baby', 'Rock And Roll Machine' and 'Pornography'. My favourite song was probably the gleeful pop of 'Don't Call Me Baby' (introduced by Blackwood as being for anyone who'd ever been in love).

'I've never seen a good support act,' remarked someone else near me authoratitively, 'They have to be mediocre to make the main act look good.' I thought they were good, generally well received but generally viewed as nothing more than a mildly diverting stop-gap before Erasure took the stage; typically, the biggest cheer they received was when Blackwood said 'I hope you enjoy Erasure'. How can so many people miss the point?

Erasure
I was able to see even less of Erasure than I had of Client, and so I truly hope they do record one of the tour dates for a DVD. I could hear perfectly, however, which makes the on-demand double CDs produced by Live Here Now a rather ironic, if essential, memento.

I saw a lot of the actual stage set over the heads of others in the crowd, which featured tall tree shapes designed to look like the front cover of Nightbird, bathed in sensual purple hues and evoking the same organic textures as on the 1990 Wild! tour. I could hardly see Andy Bell at all, but I gather there were at least three costume changes, including some feathers, a pearly king (queen?) jacket and a dressing gown. For Vince Clarke, Ann Marie Gilkes and Val Chalmers there were just two costumes, the first finding Vince wearing a tweed 1920s flying uniform, complete with Biggles-style deerstalker with a small satellite dish on the top; the second was a club singer's gold lamé suit with Ray Charles sunglasses.

They came on to the instrumental '91 Steps' mixed with 'Rock A Bye Baby', to rapturous applause. The fans, via an EIS poll, had voted for the songs, and these were cut with songs from Nightbird - 'No Doubt', 'Breathe', 'All This Time Still Falling Out Of Love', 'Because Our Love Is Real' and the beautifully sad 'I Bet You're Mad At Me'.

The fans' choices included the big hits - 'Oh L'Amour', 'Sometimes', 'Ship Of Fools', 'Chains Of Love', 'A Little Respect', 'Stop!', 'Blue Savannah', 'Chorus', 'Breath Of Life', and 'Always' (nothing from Erasure, Cowboy, Loveboat or Other People's Songs); there were also some quirky choices of singles ('Who Needs Love Like That', 'The Circus', 'Drama!'), all of which were votes well cast, the latter receiving a rapturous reception despite it being well known as one of Andy and Vince's least favourite songs; there were also some inspired non-singles - 'Hideaway', 'Phantom Bride', 'Knocking On Your Door' and 'Rapture' which found Vince rapping into a telephone to allow Andy time to get changed.

For me, it was excellent to hear some of Erasure's less obvious tracks, and something like 'Drama!' (the first single I bought) was actually quite an emotional experience. Andy followed 'Rapture' with a near accapella song that was unfamiliar to me and could be from his forthcoming solo album. Strangely, they didn't play the new single 'Don't Say You Love Me', which at the time was three days away from being released.

As Erasure fans have come to expect, there were some very humourous sections, notwithstanding Vince's rapping (mumbling may be more appropriate, bless him) - the introduction to 'Oh L'Amour' where Andy deliberately sang 'West End Girls' instead, prompting a hurried back-up from Vince, and Andy calling Vince 'The best shag I ever had' to intentionally embarrass him. Camp showmanship was, however, strangely less evident tonight; I hadn't really noticed until someone near me commented that the performance was 'more mature', and I happen to agree. Furthermore, compared to my last Erasure concert (Leicester 2003), it was certainly a whole lot slicker, with a much bigger budget and better sound and programming.

Blind views of the stage aside, as well as the annoyance of some piss-taking oiks at the back, this for me proved that Erasure have entered a phase of renewed vigour and confidence, producing some of their best songs and performances in their twenty year career. Long may it continue.

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