Heads up. There’s a Zeppelin coming down!
New Ivory played their debut Manchester gig tonight. In front of a kind, justifiable gathering, there was very little signification that this three piece could do anything more than swelter in their own body language.
Throw out the biscuit tin rattle that prevailed (and the eagerness to blow ear drums rather than deliver a define tone), and there might have been some chance of ploughing peoples feet from the floor. Acting like a motionless safeguard, New Ivory must have been pinned by perturbation.
As cracks of snare pop like a Zeppelin, a deflating atmosphere looms. Chugging down like a thousand bombers any ideas of this gig being an uplifting affair explode. Leaving just a few people to enjoy a mess of scrap and sieve through the rust, the effort to resurrect was never there.
With songs like ‘Day by Day’, the band try and squeeze out a slap of frustration and muddle together for comfort. Leading into ‘Something You Should Know’ (the London outfits Youtube Ode to Joy), there’s a question of the groups durability.
Throwing in elongated fills to mask music will never go down well. Especially when they offer nothing by way of excitement. But what’s this I hear? “This is a cover called My Generation”. Ok, things just got interesting. Cue music – damn that squeaky vocal!
However. You can never get much from a set that lasts just shy of half an hour. And if truth be told, at least these lads are strapping themselves up for a ride that could take them anywhere. Taking into account that ‘A Knight’ could be their armory, who knows, that rusty pile of mess left beforehand may, just may, get a shining.
Words by Ashley Spink