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I've been in Bristol little over a week, but a trip to the Bristol Ticket Shop has already left me feeling pleasantly overwelmed at the sheer quantity (not to mention quality) of live music going on here. They tell me that Bristol is the acoustic music capital of the UK, and from the extensive gig listings I've already seen I can well believe it.

My first gig in my new city was a chance encounter as I browsed the listings over the weekend - long time favourites Old Crow Medicine Show playing at Thekla. Which seemed like far too good an opportunity to miss.

Thekla, an old ship in the Mud Dock and now used as regular music and club venue, seemed like the perfect choice for OCMS and right from the opening swagger of "Down Home Girl" it wasn't hard to imagine that they were playing a run down Mississippi paddle steamer. Performing in front of an intimate crowd of what can't have been any more than 200 people, the Old Crows put in an hour and forty five minute set concentrating on material from O.C.M.S and Tennessee Pusher, although occasionally dipping into material from Big Iron World.

While all members save double bassist Morgan Jahnig contributed lead vocals, charismatic fiddle, banjo and harmonica player Ketch Secor is undoubtedly the de facto front man, he and guitarist Willie Watson both engaging with the crowd and the rest of the band with such good natured humour that by the end of the show it felt like an extended family gathering rather than an audience watching a band.

Highlights included a rousing rendition of "Wagon Wheel", which had the audience singing along with every word, a breathless tear through "Hard To Tell", and a celebratory "Tell It To Me", but to be honest there were no weak songs. Not even the tender if ragged performance of "Take 'em Away" in which the audience had to provide several forgotten lyrics. The Old Crows played with fire, passion and outstanding musicianship, and left every member of the sweat drenched audience in no doubt as to the benefits of good old time Americana.
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The Antlers’ debut Hospice would have been one of my favourite albums of 2009 had it arrived in time for the traditional seasonal compiling of lists. As it was the gorgeous lead single “Two” landed a spot on my 2009 mix, but I had to wait until 180g of vinyl hit my doorstep in January of this year before I heard the album properly. By which time I’d already booked tickets to see The Antlers play Leeds Cockpit on 22 May, prompted by glowing reviews and a certain amount of internet buzz about their live shows.

Listening to the cracked and claustrophobic record, where every crackling synth, vocal tick and tinny guitar seemed to have been sculpted and laid in place meticulously, I did wonder how such carefully constructed (albeit at times gloriously messy) songs would translate onto the live stage. The answer? Live the songs expand to fill the available space, presenting what I can only describe as “more Antlers” or maybe just “more”. The synths crackle and splutter even more than on record, with an organic quality that has them feeling like living breathing sounds rather than collections of circuit boards. The drums are much more present than on record, propelling the music and surprisingly imposing a much more groove based feel than listening to album cuts would indicate. Most importantly though was the increased emotional range and contrast between light and shade. Hospice makes for a harrowing listen with few moments of respite. Yet the monumental chorus of "Sylvia had a sweaty Cockpit dancing in with a desperate and grasping joy, which made the sucker punch of "Bear" even more emotionally devastating. The dynamic range was equally vast, and these songs, swinging as they do from whisper quiet to crushingly loud, were perfectly suited to the intimate Cockpit.

Front man Paul Silbmerman has a phenomenal vocal range and real control, hitting the falsetto in “Two” effortlessly, and really powering through the (many) towering choruses of his band’s small but potent repertoire. Playing the entirety of Hospice in sequence, The Antlers delivered a hypnotic and transcendent show, teasing many of songs, letting each build up and ebb away naturally, and expanding a 45 minute album into a full hour long set.

The Antlers are a band to catch soon before they are catapulted to larger venue.

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