There are some things in life you think you could never forget about: your parents’ names, your best friend’s birthday, or the tickets to the concert you agreed to review and just went on an hour long train journey to get to.
Sadly, memory is a fickle thing and sometimes you’re forced to traverse Bristol using up the last of your data to find the box office, praying that they’ll give you replacement tickets based on a questionable booking reference in a dubious-looking email ,from an even more suspicious looking website. Fortunately, despite memory failing me, said box office did not, and I was saved from an evening of sitting in the cold, staring at a brick wall and attempting to guess which song was being played based on a general thumping sound and how many people knew the words. This concert which I thankfully managed to view from inside the walls of the O2 Academy Bristol was that of Jack Savoretti, promoting his new album Sleep No More.
This latest album thrums with the guitar led intensity of his previous four, his raspy vocals lending a depth of emotional intensity that courses unbridled throughout. The overall tone is rather more mellow than in his previous work but never sacrifices his characteristic earnestness – “It’s the first album I’ve written as an adult… as somebody trying to be an adult at least! […] It’s a late-night conversation. It’s 2 o’clock in the morning, by a fireplace, coming to realisations, insomniac ideas. It’s the stuff that keeps you up at night.” (http://www.jacksavoretti.com/information/)
Be it a ballad or, in the words of my flatmate (an avid fan of the Anglo-Italian singer), “an absolute banger”, Savoretti delivers every lyric with a power and passion which is even more tangible in a live set than on the record. Admittedly, the album can feel a little same-y with nearly every song being about love in some way, shape, or form, but if you’re going to listen to a love song today you might as well make it a good one, and Savoretti provides those in spades. Besides, he’s so utterly mesmerising live that every love song can’t fail to resonate just as much as the last. His performance has a sumptuous simplicity to it; guitars, drums and vocals interspersed with whistles, claps and crackling energy. The set list didn’t disappoint either, with a good few of the fan favourites making an appearance, such as the foot-stomping ‘Written in Scars’ and the heart-wrenching ‘Catapult’.
Worth a listen, worth a trip to Bristol, and well worth trekking to recover a pair of forgotten tickets.