[ATTENDED: August 7, 2017] Mew [links to video shortly]
Back in 2005 or 2006, I read a review of Mew’s then new album And the Glass Handed Kites. It was hailed as a minor masterpiece (and was also hailed as one of the worst album covers of the decade). In addition to their complex melodies, what really won me over was singer Jonas Bjerre’s amazing soaring falsetto.
Mew is a Danish band and, remarkably, they have had the same lineup for almost their entire career (their guitarist Bo Madsen left in 2015). So technically they are a three-piece, but live they were a five piece.
The best thing was how amazing Bjerre’s voice sounded–so much like the album, but even better. And from the way he sang, it seemed effortless.
The band and venue were amazing and yet it was one of the less pleasant experiences I’ve had at a show. Apparently Mew fans are all 6 foot 5. And they are inclined to gather around the front of the stage essentially creating a six-foot barrier in front of the band. That was bad, but what was worse was one of the die-hard fans. I had heard a guy before the show say that he thought there’s be 30 people at the show (there were maybe 150). So did I. This is a pretty obscure band, and the fans are pretty intense. So, the guy behind me sang along to every word. Now I like this band but I don’t know every word–with Bjerre’s accent it’s not always apparent what he’s singing, anyhow. But this guy knew every word and good for him. But bad for the rest of us. As I said, Bjerre’s voice is soaring and angelic. And this guy’s was not. Nor was it in tune. And my was it ever loud. At times he was just shouting (some of the vocals soar) in a way that sounded like he was just trying to drown out the band. After he ruined my favorite song, “The Zookeeper’s Boy,” I had to leave my post in front and go further back (where more 6 foot people awaited but no one sang). (more…)










