Concert Review: Ash, The Bravery, Metro, April 8
I've gotten over my initial wrath, but I feel like I'm cursed when it
comes to seeing Ash. Of their four stops in Chicago in support of Free All Angels, I missed one
because of health problems and one because I was sitting in traffic for
two hours trying to get to godforsaken Tinley Park where they were the
opening band on the Area2 festival. So I was thrilled that they were
scheduled to headline the Metro. Until I got there a little past 8 p.m.
and discovered that, rather than headlining, they were in the middle
slot and I'd missed the opening of their set.
I can guess the scenario on why this happened: They are probably
touring with the Bravery. The Bravery aren't really hyped, but they do
have a massive advertising budgeting, their fancy coiffures arousing
public curiosity. Once the audience gets a load of the haircuts, they
weren't bothering to stick around for Ash, who don't have the same
marketing push. So the bands swapped spots to increase Ash's exposure
rather than suffer the indignation of headlining to a half-empty house.
But it is nonetheless a massive frustration to Ash's small but
determined following, especially when I timed my arrival without regard
to catching the opening acts and there was no advance announcement of
But I'll take what I can get: Tim Wheeler's young
metalhead-turned-pop-punk (manifested in an astonishing collection of
flying V guitars). Charlotte Hatherley's inherent coolness. The
infectious giddiness of "Kung Fu." The new material from Meltdown doesn't make it an
immediate must-buy, but shows the potential to grow on you.
As for the Bravery, why don't they just skip the music and cut straight
to the hair styling product endorsement contract that they are so
clearly gunning for, except for the mismatched keyboardist who must
have been out sick the day they met with their stylist and wardrobe