Guest post: Dingle-dongle – Tony Clayton-Lea at Other Voices
Our man in Kerry Tony Clayton-Lea reports from the first night of the Other Voices mini-fest and TV show in Dingle. It’s freezing down in Dingle, but we’ve slipped, slid and skated our way from Benners Hotel to St James …
Our man in Kerry Tony Clayton-Lea reports from the first night of the Other Voices mini-fest and TV show in Dingle.
It’s freezing down in Dingle, but we’ve slipped, slid and skated our way from Benners Hotel to St James Church (that’d be about 50 yards of treacherous road conditions – the things we do to provide a service!) in order to make sure that you know all there is to know about the first gig of the ninth series.
While not officially on the Richard Hawley curated evening, the elfin-like London-Italian Anna Calvi started the show with a short burst of keyed-up intensity. So reserved in person, and so expressive on stage, Calvi channels multi-stranded influences. We can hear PJ Harvey, we can see Twin Peaks, we can feel the ground move, and standing above it all is pint-sized Calvi, so striking in black and white and red. We will be hearing so much more about this smart woman, believe me.
And so to Richard Hawley’s ‘curated’ evening, which is a fancy term, we reckon, for he just asking his mate Jarvis Cocker to come over to Dingle, hang out with Funghi the dolphin and sing a few tunes. That the few tunes turned out to be a broad selection of cover versions was something of a surprise; that the cover versions of Lee Hazlewood, Lou Reed, Arthur ‘Big Boy’ Crudup and many more were turned out in a musical style that fused David Lynch with Sun Studios was even more of a treat.
One of the best gigs of the year ended with Cocker (beard neatly trimmed for television!), Hawley (perfecting the Teddy Boy look) and Lisa Hannigan (oh, boy…) crooning “Silent Night”, and seriously, , there just wasn’t a dry eye in the house of the Lord. Not even a no-show by Laura Marling (severe flu knocked her out) could spoil the occasion. Tonight’s performance from The National will, surely, not better this? You’ll find out tomorrow.