Betty Clarke 

Other Lives – review

Other Lives might be feeling tour-weary, but it didn't show in their polished set, says Betty Clarke
  
  


Other Lives have barely been off the road since the release of their second album, Tamer Animals, last August, and band-leader Jesse Tabish is feeling the effects of tour-induced "mind-frost". "We've been to London more times than I've seen my mother this year," he sighs wearily.

If being away from the vast plains of their Oklahoma home is hard, the five-piece are at pains to prove they aren't ungrateful. "We cannot tell you how much this means to us," Jon Mooney reveals during a brief respite from guitar, brass, keyboard and violin duties, while singer-songwriter Tabish proffers repeated thanks. Neither is the inspirational midwest ever far away. Before the band play, a prologue – projected on to the brick wall behind them – describes "a high, treeless continent, without rivers, without streams", before the landscape comes roaring to life with the jubilant chords of As I Lay My Head Down. Later come the obligatory shots of a lonesome cowboy gazing across the prairie.

But Other Lives are no country band – they make indie-pop with the scope, precision and polish of Fleetwood Mac's Rumours. Gems like Dust Bowl III and Weather recall the emotive sincerity of the Verve; there's vivid hues of both Calexico and John Barry in the noirish Americana of Old Statues.

Two new songs are just as impressive. The band, all multi-instrumentalists, layer the lusty, moody blues of Great Sky, before summoning the oncoming storm of Take Us Alive, with Tabish urging: "Keep your eyes open." His careworn voice, backed by cellist Jenny Hsu, is affecting against his guitar during an encore of Black Tables, rabble-rousing for Leonard Cohen's The Partisan – encompassing all the elements of Other Lives' sound. All that touring might be muddling Tabish's brain, but it's paying dividends.

 

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