When thinking of the show a tough sentence I heard not so long comes to my mind: what attracts you in the beginning, will disgust you in the end.
Too hard statement, but somehow it can reflect the contradictory feelings I got from Danko Jones’ show last night.
It had been 3 years since I hadn’t see Mr. Horchata on stage, at Azkena Rock Festival.
His, used to be reckless and powerful shows, full of energy and aggressiveness. 40 minute sets, putting audience on their knees. He was the guy opening for bands, which ended up being the real hero of the night.
It’s not that the Mango Kid is not aggressive anymore, but seems unsuitable for headlining accomplishing a performance of more than an hour without breaking the rhythm of the gig every two songs to make jokes and chat with people, repeating same speeches once and once again. Thus, you don’t feel totally involved in the gig, and end up thinking “shut up and play once and for all”. Believe me if I tell you some people yelled him to keep on playing. It happened.
Stops were killing the show. Even you could notice the audience eventually getting distracted, tired and chaos reigning at Apolo. We all started the show super excited, but many of us were thinking it should end before wasting time doing silly. It was really a pity, and I don’t feel good when saying this, but was even intolerable. There are other solutions in case you can’t accomplish a 75 minute show, as for instance, let the supporting band, The Biters, extend their show, or get another supporting band.
Another issue was the set list. It is true that mine can be a more subjective opinion, because I was more into his 3 first albums and ep’s, but considering he visited us one year ago supporting his last album, the selection of songs could be more varied. It’s like all of a sudden, those first hits were forbidden or forgotten, so we missed I Love Living in the City, Mango Kid, Sticky Situation, Love is Unkind… band’s anthems which shouldn’t have been dismissed. Instead we got Rock Shit Hot, Caramel City, Invisible, Dr. Evening, and Lovercall among others.
Style has changed lots, so has the audience, very young to my surprise. While riffs were more metal, songs were more melodic, not so rapping lyrics. The band sounded very strong and solid, and the drummer, Jeeez! He was a machine.
There were some songs introduced by other bands intros, Minus Celsius by Backyard Babies, and A Song for the Dead by QOTSA, and a too long opening medley jam with hits by Black Sabbath, Led Zeppelin and even Kiss. I was watching the show with my friend Jaume, who was getting increasingly nervous and upset. It was like, you wanna play a cover? Do it, no problem at all, but in such way, didn’t make much sense.
A cover by The Supremes, My love Is Empty Without You, to close the show after 20 minute encore of squeezing the horchata joke, was enough. I don’t think I’ll repeat another of his shows in very long time. Disappointed was my state at the end of the night.