Tonight’s venue fills up very quickly probably because of the cold weather that is slowly covering Glasgow with an icy duvet; or maybe it is just because everyone is really eager to see Band of Skulls; proof of this massive anticipation, there is no tickets left tonight.
With inspired comparisons to The Kills with less acidity, Coves takes on the stage as the clock reaches half seven, with a half hour set scheduled, there is no time to spoil the energy.
As a welcoming sign, as soon as the lights go dark, the guitar resonates and echoes through the student union turned into a dirty basement rock ‘n’ roll magnet for one night only.
The band is all about the balance between the sharpness of their sound and the elegance of Beck Wood’s voice.
The heavy rhythms and melodies collide with the mesmerizing vocals building up this atmospheric, dark and obscure intensity.
Quite mellow at times, the band seems to grasp its roots from a distorted Americana musical universe.
Visualize a desolated landscape where one’s emotions and imagination can run free but a oppressing feeling of isolation pervade the place; well Coves would match perfectly as a soundtrack.
With the cavalresque drums of ‘Beatings’, this imaginarium is brought to life in front the crowd’s multiple pair of eyes.
Coves is a band that overlooks different music genres in an attempt to create their own style, they even give to the crowd their own version of Chris Isaak’s ‘Wicked Games’, which after London Grammar’s version seems to have been overly covered these days.
After just half an hour the result is here, the band have prepared the crowd very well for the main act and everybody will go home and look up the band that opened the festivities tonight.
Words: Jeremy Veyret
Photos: Stewart Fullerton
