Ian Gittins 

Rain Dogs Revisited – review

This evening of interpretations of Tom Waits's seminal 1985 album Rain Dogs made up in raucous eccentricity what it lacked in big-name star wattage, writes Ian Gittins
  
  


Tom Waits's ragged rhythms and atonal symphonies have always inspired a fierce devotion in his musical followers. Curated and directed by occasional Waits collaborator David Coulter, this evening of interpretations of his seminal 1985 album Rain Dogs made up in raucous eccentricity what it lacked in big-name star wattage.

Backed by a fittingly peculiar seven-piece band featuring saws, ondes Martenots and glass harmonicas, vivacious Irish-French singer Camille O'Sullivan – dressed like a burlesque dancer – turned Waits's raddled Singapore into an enjoyable exercise in high camp. This was also the route chosen by veteran cabaret trio the Tiger Lillies, who emphasised the Kurt Weill elements of Diamonds and Gold, with singer Martin Jacques's quavering falsetto an intriguing replacement for Waits's gruff rasp.

Yodelling Swiss singer Erika Stucky is a polarising performer and Waits purists may have blanched at her vocal gymnastics on 9th & Hennepin and Jockey Full of Bourbon. Better was Belgian rock star and former dEUS bassist Stef Kamil Carlens, who brilliantly located the angst and emotional intensity at the heart of Cemetery Polka – no mean feat for a man strumming a banjo and wearing ballooning scarlet pantaloons.

The night's star turn was US singer St Vincent, alias former Polyphonic Spree member Annie Clarke, who supplied a sparse, superbly desolate reading of Waits's hymn to unrequited chance infatuation, Downtown Train.

Clarke was a hard act to follow, but it helped French singer and alternative cabaret performer Arthur H that his voice is the exact timbre of Waits's husky growl. He drawled his way through Walking Spanish and Time and rounded off an uneven but spirited tribute to a singular artist.

 

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