I had no expectations of
this gig, other than knowing that there was a chance my mum might pass out or
do something embarrassing. All I knew about Kris K was that he once starred in
‘A star is born’ opposite Barbra Streisand and was apparently a rock sex god.
Given that he’s now 78 however, I wasn’t sure how this would have played out
over the decades. I decided not to do any research but to take him as I found
him.
The Union Chapel was the
perfect venue for Mr K, partly since you can’t take booze into the church – the
image of an audience sat in pews with mugs of tea while a gentleman crooner
takes them through an endless journey of story songs will stay with me for a
long time. It was the sweetest, most civilised concert I think I’ve ever seen,
and was just absolutely lovely. I know it doesn’t sound thrilling, but
Kristofferson has a shining charisma and obvious heart which really draw you to
him and enraptures you, and this is clearly how he’s become a massive Country
star.
He opened with the
inviting assurance that “there ain’t nothing sweeter than naked emotions.” He
was effortlessly charming and deprecating, and his voice has a gentle country
music air and was very strong. His songs were short and sweet, capturing little
human stories or funny tales, quirky and cheeky and moving all in one. You’re
gathering in all the wisdom he’s gained over his fascinating life (Google him).
Plus he had more than one harmonica, which instantly made me love him.
At the end of the gig he
stayed on stage for ages greeting fans, chatting and grasping their hands as
they reached up to him (like the messiah on an altar). Obviously mum was
straight down there and, as she breathlessly recounted to me on the way back
down the aisle, “he held onto my hand much longer than anyone else!” Dreamy.
I’ve discovered a new
musical love, purely down to my mum. It’s so annoying that she’s always right.
Why: Ongoing appreciation for both artist and venue
I’m keeping it brief – ethereal setting, dreamy artist, excellent (Wahaca and beer-fulled) company. Could only have been improved by whoever was doing the sound turning it up a bit. The Union Chapel is a great venue – a gloomy but cheerful atmosphere, charming and very chilled-out. The pew seating feels communal and friendly, and the cute bar above the church provides comfy seating, reasonably priced booze and even a cup of tea if that’s what you fancy. Brilliant stuff.
Mt Wolf performed their all too short set impeccably, Kate Sproule’s vocals soaring through the rafters and making me shiver as usual. Their new song Midnight Shallows is a real beaut and I suggest you have a listen below and catch them when they’re next performing near you for an utterly cool evening.