The Tindersticks are, nowadays, the worthy representatives of a certain musical romance decadent and melancholy. In addition to the string instruments, wind instruments and strings that blend into their sweet soft rock music led to the Tindesticks sensusale the voice of Stuart Ashton Staples, one of the men 'most charming of the music scene. The Tindesticks of Nottingham are part of that England and tormented romantic who is steeped in my imagination by reading Oscar Wilde, John Keats, William Blake and Lord Byron. Nottingham, 'even the city 'of other characters as romantic DH Lawrence, the champion of the poor Robin Hood and the City' the boy who years ago consign me 'a book, asking me to open the page where the bookmark was only when I climb on that' plane that brought me back in Italy, Bergamo from my boyfriend. The book, a collection of poems by Lord Byron. The bookmark was on the page of "She Walks in Beauty."
After many moons, tonight I find myself in this beautiful theater in London to celebrate the new Tindersticks album of languid Nottingham: "Falling Donw the Mountain."
The concert opens with the onoma piece elegantly jazzy flavors and announced a gig sober and refined, as if they are rarely seen here in London.
Seven on stage, seem to be particularly fit, many of their friends, family room. Cellist / saxophonist Andrew Nice is a very warm greeting to a couple of people. But the driving element is always Stuart A. Staples, who despite being a bit 'old continues to inflame the hearts of everyone present. The Tindersticks
during their performance will almost think they are too imbued with romance, sentiment, to be almost complacent even if there are changes to the registry with songs more 'to read as "Black Smoke" and "Hubbard Hill" .
Stuart joked with the crowd "this room I never liked it, but thanks to you is growing in me. "
After two encores, the concert ends with the elegiac "Raindrops"
" See, what we got here is a tired love What we got here
is a lazy love It
mooches around the house Can not wait to
go out What it needs, it just grabs It never
Asks
We sit and watch the
divide widen We sit and listen to crumble
Our Hearts With Our only chance to jump
Neither of us Had the guts
Maybe we're
just too proud to say it out loud Silence is here again tonight
Silence is here again tonight "
(" Raindrops "- Tindersticks 1993)
Raindrops was one of the highlights of their ononimo first album released in 1993.
I look at the people in the room and I wonder how many of those couples who fell in love on that first Tindersticks album in 90 years, are present in the room tonight, after nearly two decades. I no longer 'news of the boy of Nottingham. Love and 'varied, changes with time, though, during these twenty years, nothing could touch my love for Tindesticks, which is reinforced every year more and more'.
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