Can the music be too simplistic? When the sounds are tantalizingly catchy and the lyrics search a narrow theme the question is worth raising. What if the question was passed towards the general public? Then a packed out Irving Plaza on a Saturday night answered in numbers and love in abundance.
Through Jukebox the Ghost I found out what modern day power pop was, it was a surprise to find a definite element of swoon missing from the audience, as if it wasn’t just cheap thrills they were after there was a musical style that needed to be fulfilled. From behind the keyboards Ben Thornewill lead with passion, occasionally breaking into Joe Crocker-esque gyrations, stage lights paraded around like a small scale The Who concert, but the music never lost sight.
The night ended in cahoots with the band joined by the openers for a cover version of Walk Like an Egyptian. It was a well-constructed show the energy was there all night and finished with no sign of waning. The finale: Fifteen or so musicians on stage banging about, the crowd embracing, balloons hailing down. The joys of simplicity.
Article by: Jacques Lang
Jukebox The Ghost
Jukebox The Ghost
Jukebox The Ghost
Jukebox The Ghost
Jukebox The Ghost
Jukebox The Ghost
Jukebox The Ghost
