Suede – live review
Originally published: www.clashmusic.com
Largely owing to his remarkable snake hips, Brett Anderson’s place in the annals of Britpop has always been distinct from those laddish contemporaries. Where other leading frontmen have in the past taken to the stage with their hands behind their back and their feet glued firmly to the ground, Anderson’s inexorable thrusting and erotic writhing has always imbued him with a sense of lavish theatricality, securing his status as the genre’s most nubile showman.
Seven years after they disbanded, Suede played a comeback show at the Royal Albert Hall, minus a certain guitarist of course. Bernard Butler’s absence may have been felt by the few diehard traditionalists longing for a nostalgic trip down memory lane, but for everyone else, a new chapter in the book of Suede had begun.
Just months later and Suede are playing sold-out show to a small crowd at London’s Bush Hall, effortlessly trawling through their back catalogue for an hour and a half to the delight of everyone present. To say that Thursday night was an intimate affair would be something of an understatement. The limited capacity of Bush Hall, coupled with the sauntering heat inside the venue made for a claustrophobic sweat box, where bruised and battered limbs were an inevitable consequence. But you wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.
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