John Renbourn and Robin Williamson – Phoenix Theatre,
Exeter, 19.4.2012
This was a relaxing, civilised and even genteel live gig. I
was most looking forward to Renbourn, having seen him once before with Bert
Jansch, and I also know his music better than Williamson’s. Indeed, with only the
Incredible String Band to go on as a gauge of the latter’s, I wasn’t exactly
enthusiastic as I’d always found Williamson rather too idiosyncratic as a
singer and performer, and my experience of ISB, mainly Changing Horses, was that its often dissonant disorder didn’t
appeal.
So it was interesting that as this gig became essentially
the Robin Williamson show with John Renbourn in a supporting role, I actually
warmed to the former. It is the voice, above all, that singles Williamson out [accepting his multi-instrumentalist prowess],
and it is unique in its dancing tenor tone and dominance in song. Hearing him
live, and experiencing his confidence and conviction in that vocal instrument,
does much to help one appreciate its power and positive effect. It is a voice
that has matured over time too, and there is a bass tone now that Williamson often
dropped to with delightful intention, exploiting also its amplification. In
early ISB recordings Williamson couldn’t reach these lower notes, but he would go
for them with what I now understand is a trademark enthusiasm and ended up with
a fragile and seemingly amateurish sound. I think what I then heard as rather
shambolic is better interpreted as carefree in its attitude. It’s a revisionism
which isn’t going to hurt anyone.....
Renbourn did get his solo spots and these were wonderful if
few compared with Williamson’s control over song choice and overall
performance. The pair was at their best playing the blues, and Williamson’s
harp is an unusual but surprisingly sassy enough instrument for this. They played
original as well as traditional material: a newish tune from RW about being in
Texas, and a Willie Dixon song – at least that’s what RW thought it might be.
There was one instrumental that was absolutely gorgeous, with Renbourn silky
smooth on his guitar and Williamson getting a softly fulsome tone from his ‘Sheffield’
flute and then a sprightly jig from his recorder. But the two stand-out performances
on the night were covers: A Jerry Lee Lewis number I’ve Tried Everything But You, a Country gospel, and a brilliant
version of the Dylan/Danko This Wheel’s On Fire which I sincerely hope
they record one day soon.
I’ve been revisiting ISB since my conversion regarding
Williamson. It’s still a little problematic [and surprising considering the early
hippie sensibilities in the musical irreverence, playfulness and communal spirit
of performance – also the experimental instrumentation] but my appreciation is
getting there slowly. The music is so clearly anchored to a British folk
tradition and played often as rustically and naively as possible – some of the
fiddle on Hangman’s Beautiful Daughter
is as primary school concert as it gets! There is also a music hall/light operatic
tinge at times, again from HBD with
the track The Minotaur’s Song which
sounds to me like Gilbert and Sullivan: these are not my normal aural leanings.
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