Last night singer-songwriter Frank Turner played a solo show as part of his Lost Evenings festival at The Roundhouse – and everyone had goosebumps.
As a big fan of Frank Turner’s music, the Sunday solo set was an absolute treat! It reminds of his early beginnings, busking and playing the toilet circuit of the country. Just that now, instead of a small bar in Holloway it’s the stage of one of London’s most iconic venues and Frank is curating his very own four-day festival.
Support tonight comes from fellow Nambucca buddy Beans On Toast with his society-critical lyrics and folk sounds, and Scottish singer-songwriter and member of Frightened Rabbit, Scott Hutchinson.
Sensible Sundays is tonight’s headlining theme. Taken from Sunday nights held at North London’s beloved pub/venue Nambucca where, according to Frank Turner, an evening was needed after Friday and Saturday indie nights with music that didn’t include drums. So that’s what we’re getting. One man, one stage, one guitar. And one big sing-along.
The set list features songs from all of Turner’s albums, including songs like Jet Lag, Dan’s Song and a song his mom doesn’t like to hear, but we sure do – Heartless Bastard Motherfucker.
It’s an evening of special moments, firstly, it’s Frank’s biggest solo show (apart from Reading & Leeds) ever. Then, as if this evening wasn’t pulling our heartstrings already, he brings out Pat Jenkins, dad of one of the crew members and newly discovered harmonica genius, to play the harmonica solo in Dan’s Song. Frank teaches him how to play and Pat teaches Frank how to drink Tequila (you wash Tequila down with more Tequila, duh!).
With Wherefore Art Though, Gene Simmons? the singer plays one of The Sleeping Souls’ favourite track, even though it’s a solo song. He tells us about the time he read gene’s biography and wondered when exactly Simmons would take those polaroids he claims to have of all his 4000+ conquests – before (ambitious!), after (very un-gentleman-like) or during (just, no.). I guess, we’ll never know.
The last seven songs of the set spark a fire under the audience and when The Way I Tend To Be’s chorus kicks in with “And then I remember you…” it feels as though every heart in the Roundhouse shouted at the top of its lung – whether for reminders of true love or heartbreak, it’s goosebumps all the way.
A cover of Queen’s Somebody To Love, Eulogy and Get Better round up the night and send the crowd off into the rest of their sensible Sundays with hearts full and voices, probably, gone. Just as they should be after a Frank Turner show.