Gig Review: Joshua Burnside & Once there was a King

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Joshua Burnside confessed he hadn’t set up during the interval between his set and previous act, Once There was King. So, he and Dan Byrne-McCullough found themselves tuning and clicking and plugging in their guitars for the first few moments of their show. We didn’t mind. The soon to follow rendition of “Grapes” was gentle and layered, funny, mysterious and lovely. 

 

“I don’t understand why people bring you grapes when you’re not well/I don’t think I’ve ever liked them since” he sang to soft laughter from the quiet room. The unexpected stream of thought hooking us into the story behind the words, setting us into the scenes painted by the two guitars.

 

The songs that followed were drawn from his various EPs and his 2017 album Ephrata. They shifted the silent, seated, well-filled room between his worlds. Sometimes shrouded and unclear, on other occasions frank and practical and musing. In “Holllllogram” he captured the two-dimensional connections we make, or keep up, through social media. “So love glows like the moon/Swinging low above the Atlantic/I fell for a hologram/I don't give a damn/If I have to dance alone I will.” The mood of the song was brought down to earth, away from the screen and back onto the street, with the trumpet of Sarah Martin. Grounding it, making it feel familiar, helping it connect with all three dimensions.

 

Meantime, “The Unrequited Kind” was introduced with a story. “When you fancy a girl and then you drink and think that’ll help, and generally it doesn’t.” They opened the song with gentle carousel chords, but as if to illustrate the point he was in the wrong key. They stopped the song and started the carousel again, painting the innocent, sozzled, going-round-in-circles state he had found himself in. “I drank 10 pints to get closer to you/It was a good enough plan but didn’t think it through.” 

 

His songs, and his stories between them, were clever, honest, funny. The night was worth it for these alone. But there’s more of a reason why Joshua Burnside was asked to perform at The Duncairn. There’s his blending of Irish and Scottish folk sounds, and his mixes and moves with electronica, world music, found sounds and more. And there’s also the fact that Mr. Burnside is prepared to speak his piece, take his own position above the parapet. Case in point, “Red And White Blues.”

 

“I don’t know how it’s going to go down,” he smiled out to the room in north Belfast’s Duncairn as he introduced the song. “I played it in the east and it went down OK …” 

 

“I was brought up a Prod

My ma was in the riot squad

Grandad in the DUP

But this never meant much me”

 

He wrote it in protest against that very special passion that some people have here of shrouding our streets in unwanted flags.

 

“But every year as I get older

These volunteers grow ever bolder

Putting flags where no one wants ‘em

Marching where they know it taunts ‘em”

 

Nailing his own colours to the mast, a young man sick and tired of these old worn out games:

 

“Well I say enough is enough

Don’t paint my pavement red white and blue

I’ll paint it grey you know it’s my street too

I’m not afraid of you”

 

The song was melodic, evenly and unfalteringly sung, the essence of a ballad. No stomping or shouting, just a bloke who wants his lamp posts back. Managing at the same time to be ballsy and low key. Fair play Joshua Burnside, this whole performance was a showcase in understated talent.

 

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As mentioned earlier, Burnside’s support for the night was Irish three-piece, Once There Was A King (OTWAK). They came to light after Ray Giffen, the manager here at The Duncairn, saw them at Body & Soul during the summer. But there’s a chance you may have seen OTWAK’s John Flynn, Ultan O’Brien and Patrick Cummins before at The Duncairn as part of Skipper’s Alley. 

 

Once There Was A King is different though. Described as “spontaneous and improvisatory by nature,” their traditional roots are bent into different shape with a very distinct improv attitude. Exacting, and at the same time free to roam wherever it bloody wants, the sound of this band on Friday night managed to feel familiar but unsettling. They were true to the spirit of the music while similarly kicking the tables over - with a hypnotised growl of a left foot. And genuinely, it’s been a while since I’ve seen a new band and realised I’m excited about what I’m hearing. 

 

They opened with a tune based on “Fair Haired Molly,” but “it goes somewhere else,” we were advised. Cummins’ pulsing banjo led the pace while O’Brien’s fiddle was a stretched passing train. In the long intro of floating scenes there was disembodied, fade-in, fade-out whistling and the yap yap of a distant dog, before the groaning gutterals started. The tune/atmosphere ended up feeling like it was becoming manic, but it never quite slipped. And all the while the music continued.

 

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I missed the intro to the next number apart from the line: “A warning to all fair maidens, but sure go for it if you want to.” John Flynn this time was singing. His voice ringing with the air of a deep discordant Sam Amidon. And as the banjo was intermittently plucking and scraping, tinny clanking, with dissenting and agreeing notes, that voice, Flynn’s voice, was aching. O’Brien’s fiddle felt ancient here. Ancient and expansively sad as it told the story with rhythms and screams everchanging from heart pumping to heart breaking. Then over to Flynn’s voice. The monstrous, agonised groaning: “How dark and dismal are my days.” This performance was extraordinary.

 

 

Welcome to our Blog!

Seeing is believing in the refurbished old Presbyterian church of The Duncairn. Now we’re a centre of excellence for arts right in the heart of north Belfast and next year we celebrate five years of leading the way in music, art, classes, workshops, and a happy, proud sense of community where everyone is welcome. 

 

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As our arts programme expands and experiments, we grapple on an ongoing basis with funding cuts, higher costs, more demand and less resource to fulfil it. But we’re coming up with the goods, just look at the programme and you’ll see for yourself. There’s the variety of classes, the return and introduction of high calibre musicians and artists, and the showcasing of new, on the rise acts. There are the ongoing innovations like Super Sunday. There are the experimental programmes like Fifty. The new shop, displaying the work of our artists in residence. The expanding volunteer programme. 

 

There’s so much going on that we’ve decided, on the run-up to our fifth anniversary, to start keeping an online record for everyone to read. The Duncairn Blog will contain gig reviews and commentaries. There will be interviews with artists, staff, volunteers, attendees, and other persons of interest to our work here. We’ll have a platform to show off the photos and videos of The Duncairn’s own ace photographer Stan Nikolov. There will be contributions from people outside The Duncairn, and there will be so much more that we haven’t even thought of yet. As the blog fills, you’ll be able to read up on shows you attended or on acts who are returning. You’ll get more info on the new talents we’re introducing. More details on the discussions from various Fifty nights. More voices from our Super Sundays.  More discourse and opinion and information for you about what we’re doing and who we are doing it with. The blog can be found on our website, and social media will keep you updated on new posts. We’re excited about this, we’ve got a lot to share.