Live Review // Frank Turner @ Whelans, Dublin
It’s been a while since I’ve done a concert review. I forgot how much I like leaving the house and actually doing something. And on All-Ireland day no less!
There’s a good argument that the GAA is the most punk rock of sporting organisations. If Premier League soccer is the manufactured pop of sport – preening, immaculately-packaged and ultimately soulless – then Gaelic football combines the twin ethoses of punk and folk music (hurling is anarcho-punk, due to the increased likelihood of being whacked with a stick). It was fitting, then, that Frank Turner would land in Dublin on the day that Sam Maguire finally returned to the county – he comes back once a year, but this time he’s decided to stay for the whole 12 months.
Unsurprisingly, the afternoon’s game is the hot topic of conversation throughout a crowd that is more inebriated than it would usually be on a Sunday night in Whelan’s. Light blue jerseys pockmark the room (no Kerry shirts, perhaps understandably) as well as the stage, as support act Ciaran Lenehan has borrowed one for the night and leads the crowd in a chant of “come on you boys in blue”. Whereas the opening act, Northern Ireland’sChris Campbell, is flanked by a violinist, Lenehan’s act is simply one man and a guitar – and just a man for the a capella rendition of the Dublin trad number ‘The Twang Man.’
Read the full review at AU.