You might know Miles Kane as one half of The Last Of The Shadow Puppets or as The Rascals’ former front man, but he was at the o2 academy last night as part of his solo, headline tour, playing tracks from his recently released debut album, Colour Of The Trap. On his album he has worked with the likes of Noel Gallagher and Gruff Rhys and has opened for Beady Eye, this shows that his music is being liked by some very important and influential people.
The support slot was filled by “raaaght northern an’ that” four-piece, Mabel Love. They served up a riff heavy set full of incising guitars and assured percussion. Their highlight was new single ‘Socks’, which apparently is “on this little thing called the internet”. Unfortunately, I feel that there was a key downfall to these guys; this is floppy haired, Richard Rice’s vocals. His voice sounded far too much like that of Alex Turner and for this reason made them sound like a glorified, Arctic Monkeys tribute act, nevertheless, they did do a good job of warming the crowd up.
As the majority of the crowd entered the venue I began feeling more and more like the bloke who had turned up to the party unaware of its theme. It seemed the dress code for this gig was a polo shirt, white trainers, a beer-belly (or the beginnings of one) and the less compulsory, bald-head, of which I was sporting none.
As Miles Kane bounced onto the stage he was met with a very rowdy and eager audience. Crowd-pleaser, ‘Rearrange’ featured early on in the set and served the purpose of livening up the room even more. An impromptu encore of ‘Quicksand’ was played as the crowd continued to chant the guitar riff acappella style. The crowd’s involvement was gladly received by Miles exclaiming “thanks Oxford…this is one of the best ever”; the smiles on the rest of the bands faces reinforced the sense of enjoyment. A change in tempo came in the form of title track ‘Colour Of The Trap’ and was followed by a return to high-energy, guitar filled loveliness of the closer, ‘Inhaler’. The gig ended with the chorus of “the night time is the right time” fresh in the air; a fitting end to a gig that encompassed the spirit of a raucous Friday night.
In my mind, this wasn’t a gig to remember but it certainly put a smile on my face. Contrary to my views, the expressions and dodgy dancing from the rest of the audience showed that their opinions were the polar opposite to mine.