It begins with a video. Images of space, the Earth and the
Dalai Lama. Gandhi is in there, too. Then, just as we begin to wrap our senses
around the meaning of life, Danny O'Donoghue and his boys make their entrance.
"Up in the bar, all smokin' cigars..." sings O'Donoghue. The song is
called Good Ol' Days.
Deadly
The handsome front man and his his band keep their feet
firmly close to the ground, but they are allowed to show off every now and
then. "What do yas think of the new stage?" asks O'Donoghue.
"F***in' deadly, isn't it?" Later on, the bloke will take a torch to
their shiny new workplace, and – with the help of some smart visuals – light
that bad boy up. Now that's f***in' deadly.
All of this would be a waste of time if the Dublin trio was
unable to deliver where it really matters. This is their first night on tour
and to coin Danny O’Donoghue’s phrase they are deadly! and they're on to
something special.
Mark Sheehan is his usual reliable self on guitar, with
great vocals to match. O'Donoghue mixes it up as the night progresses. One
minute, he's channelling his inner Bono (Breakeven, The Man Who Can't Be
Moved), the next, he's practising his best lines as an acoustic heartbreaker
(I'm Yours).
Impressive
They're good, they're
pretty darn impressive; a remarkably tight unit with the songs and the presence to pull off a show
of this size. And let's not forget drummer Glen Power (easily the finest drummer
since Phil Colins).
Obviously, we know who the favourite is. The girls chant
'Danny'. Over and over. Occasionally, our leading man steps down into the
crowd, bringing that green, white and orange microphone of his in for the kill.
By the end of the night, the poor lad's going home with a ripped shirt and a
messy hair-do. A small price to pay for a party that's only getting started.
Source: Dublin Weekender
/ DannyODonoghue.Net
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