Robin Denselow 

Charlie Winston

Cargo, LondonAt this small, sweaty club, the former busker proved that his curious collision of styles works even better live than on his album, writes Robin Denselow
  
  


Charlie Winston is certainly unique. Brought up in a Suffolk hotel where he met a variety of itinerant artists and actors, he developed his supremely confident and charming stage persona after years of busking around Europe, where he now finds himself hailed as a major celebrity. His stomping single Like a Hobo was a No 1 hit in France, where his debut album is also a bestseller, and he's currently a top 10 artist in Germany.

Back in London to launch his Hobo album, he found himself playing in a small, sweaty club rather than a massive Euro-festival, and proved that his bravely curious collision of styles works even better live than on the album. He came on sporting a jaunty hat, waistcoat and tie, playing solo guitar and looking like an unexpectedly fashion-conscious folk singer, as he invited the crowd to sing back to him on Gone, Gone, a song that doesn't appear on the album.

Then he brought on his band (apparently discovered on a Nice beach) for his finest song, the stomping and angry folk-gospel sing-along In Your Hands, before dramatically changing styles for a set in which he was transformed first into a white soul balladeer, then a music hall novelty performer. He switched from guitar to keyboards for the autobiographical Tongue Tied, showed off his gutsy vocals on the Spencer Davis Group favourite I'm a Man, then moved to sing-along pop cabaret for a cheerful song about death, Kick the Bucket.

He then ventured further into music hall territory for the quirky novelty piece My Life As a Duck, with the audience singing the chorus back to him. He finished with a triumphant Like a Hobo, a burst of solo soul balladry and a repeat of In Your Hands. The songs were decidedly mixed, but he was a great entertainer.

 

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