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The Lexington has fast become a venue of some standing in London,
booking many class acts, and it seems entirely right that She Keeps
Bees, whose album Nests was one of the underappreciated gems of 2009,
should play here on the London leg of their European tour.
It is also no surprise that two class acts are booked to support
the Brooklyn duo on their sold out gig. Portland, Oregon's Musee
Mecanique are purveyors of delicately crafted soundscapes. They aim
to be Grandaddy meets Sigur Rós, but their finest
moments are their more straightforward songwriterly endeavours that
recall Eliott Smith or Liam Frost.
Oh Ruin provide a slightly better realised support. A marvellous
blues-folk fusion that is part Decemberists and part Mark
Eitzel, with a fantastic vocalist and teasing little adornments of
whimsy that give way to seriously meaty, enthralling tunes, all tied
together by a charismatic yet modest frontman.
She Keeps Bees take to the stage to an enthusiastic reception, the
too-cool-for-school slacker duo a study in nonchalance belying stage
nerves. Jessica bangs her head on the microphone and mugs to the
audience. The slight awkwardness gives way almost the second they
start playing, as though they had been born on stage. Launching
immediately in Recount, Jessica's voice is a thing of ballsy wonder.
A sideswipe at Florence And The Machine is well received, but the
apology for making fun smacks of someone without the courage of her
convictions.
Despite apparent nervyness between songs, the patter is perhaps too
fluid. If this is all studied it's an amazing act; but the stand-up
and earnest songs don't sit well together tonight. The setlist is
pretty much Nests, with a couple of new songs thrown in. But they are
not a band to mix it up - about midway through the set one starts to
wish for a cover, something to show if their influences go beyond
Cat Power and themselves.
All too often, the relationship between the duo seems somewhat
strained. Jessica dwells too long on a recent operation that Andy had
in Germany, and how when he was ill, all he would ask for was some other
woman. "All he ever goes on about is this woman," Jessica proclaims
exasperatedly; but all Jessica ever goes on about is Andy.
She Keeps Bees are not an act to be sniffed at, but something's not quite right. Perhaps it's their schedule, perhaps it's
their relationship, perhaps it's the excitement of being in London,
but the overall feeling tonight is of artifice. They seem to be trying
too hard to keep it together, and although they succeed, the stress
shows.
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