Gig - Turning Green
Turning Green’s songs generally start slowly, with the
tap of a drum, or a carefully thought-out guitar melody. Then
they add layers of sound: a bass, a keyboard tinkle, a gentle
voice, another, more raspy voice. Pretty soon you’re
caught up in their surreal world of music, full of references
you think you recognise, then realise you were probably wrong.
A chorus kicks in.
‘You don’t know me like you think you do..’
Or ‘I’ve never seen anyone quite so inside out
Or ‘there are only two things in life: those that kill
you and those that don’t’.
Then, if you’re watching them live at the Lansdown,
everything goes mad. Turning Green, live at the Lansdown,
are a bloody marvel.
Dunstan’s on guitar, Dan’s on bass, Matt’s
on keys, and Sam’s on drums. Sam’s from Lewes,
the rest are from Brighton. They all take turns singing. They
all take turns going mental on their instrument. Sometimes
it’s melodic and you’re tapping your foot, then
it turns all thrash and you find yourself moving your body
involuntarily in strange spasms. People are jumping up and
down. The whole thing kicks off. It’s very, very sweaty.
Drumsticks break, guitar strings snap, the band carry on regardless.
They’re promising a new album later this year, which
is good, because I’ve played the last one to death,
which took some doing. Have a few pints, let your hair down,
wear old clothes. The boys are back in town. DL