Echo and the Bunnymen Ian McCulloch leaves it to the crowd to sing these timelessly great songs
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Echo and the Bunnymen  Ian McCulloch leaves it to the crowd to sing these timelessly great songs
"Things begin promisingly enough with the darkly powerful Going Up and All That Jazz from 1980's Crocodiles, the first of the terrific four-album run which blended psychedelia, post-punk and classic songwriting to turn the Liverpudlians into one of most hallowed bands of the decade."
"At 66, the singer can't be expected to hit the notes he did aged 22, but he doesn't attempt the choruses of Bring on the Dancing Horses, leaving them to the crowd before abruptly leading the band offstage."
"Now sporting a tiny grey beard which makes him look like an inscrutable Russian novelist, the guitarist who formed the band with McCulloch in 1978 seems to take it upon himself to honour their legacy. He unleashes torrents of glorious psychedelic shapes and pop riffs."
"His 12-string playing in The Killing Moon which may actually be one of the greatest songs in the history of time is particularly exquisite, which makes it so desperately sad to hear the singer struggling to get through this most precious jewel in their discography."
Echo and the Bunnymen performed material from their acclaimed 1980s output, beginning strongly with Going Up and All That Jazz. However, the show deteriorated as vocalist Ian McCulloch became irritated with technical issues, eventually sitting on a stool and mumbling incoherently between songs. At 66, McCulloch struggled vocally and frequently ceded choruses to the audience, notably during Bring on the Dancing Horses. Guitarist Will Sergeant emerged as the evening's highlight, delivering glorious psychedelic guitar work and exquisite 12-string playing on The Killing Moon. Despite the band's legendary catalog including Seven Seas, The Cutter, and Lips Like Sugar, McCulloch's vocal struggles and apparent disengagement overshadowed the performance, leaving the crowd to compensate for the singer's shortcomings.
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