When a band gets to be as truly worshipped as The Cure, it can be an interesting and slightly bizarre thing to look at their early days. A little bit like seeing your favourite actor wondering whether they’re going to go with white or brown bread in a local Tesco. Or an important politician spotted zoning out on public transport, it brings them back down to earth and reminds you that they’re not all-conquering, all-powerful cosmically divine extra-dimension visitors who know the secrets of the universe, but a guy from the Sussex suburbs who formed a band to play at a school concert.
They probably looked ridiculous at their first shows, and not in the awesome way. They probably wrote some godawful songs. Some punters probably watched an early incarnation of The Cure and thought, for good reason, that they were a bunch of no-hopers. Every band has those days and if they haven’t one should be very, very suspicious of them. What makes The Cure so special is that they absolutely had those days, but knowing about them doesn’t take the sheen off them at all. They’re still a vitally important band, influential to thousands of bands the world over and that’s enough to make them legends, before the image and before the imitators.
And it all began with a school concert. In April 1973, five students from Notre Dame Middle School in Crawley formed Obelisk, the first tentative musical project of one Mr Robert Smith, who was the bands pianist. Future Cure cohorts Mick Dempsey and Lol Tolhurst backed him up on guitar and percussion, respectively, but it wasn’t until 1976 that the trio began to take making music more seriously. The band was reshuffled to feature Smith on the guitar, Dempsey on bass and Tolhurst left the now renamed Malice, but it was only to last a year until their lead guitarist left as well.
The remaining members got Tolhurst back as their drummer and renamed themselves again.This time, they would be called Easy Cure. By September 1977, Smith took over lead vocals after several unsuccessful auditions and by the start of 1978, they had dropped the Easy from their name and had recorded their first demo tape. This tape found its way to Polydor Records scout Chris Parry, who was so taken with the band that he signed them to his own label Fiction in September of that very year. In a move that nobody would get away with now, their track “Killing An Arab” was released soon after as their very first single.
It was a move that gained as much acclaim as controversy, to the extent that a re-release of the single had to be packaged with a sticker on the cover denying its supposedly racist connotations. Thankfully, the bands energetic post-punk got more attention, and their hype was considerably heightened with a session on John Peel’s legendary Radio One show. By the following year, their debut album “Three Imaginary Boys”, was released, and as part of its promotion, the band embarked on their first major support tour opening for Siouxsie And The Banshees.
This was to be a major step forward for the band, as Smith was coaxed into playing guitar for The Banshees after their original axe-man left shortly before the tour. The experience of being a Banshee profoundly changed Smith’s attitude towards the music that his band played, and when before he was most influenced by The Buzzcocks and Elvis Costello, afterwards he wanted to match the power that he felt while playing Siouxsie’s music. The result was 1980’s “Seventeen Seconds” and arguably, that was when they became The Cure that we know today.
Since then, they’ve been most known for essentially creating Goth music with the aforementioned record, its follow up “Faith”, and 1982’s bleak masterpiece “Pornography”. However, after those records they released some of the most romantic, beautiful and downright succesful pop of the 1980’s and early 90’s, with albums like “Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me”, “Wish” and “The Top” showing just what Smith could do with a lovelorn lyric and a truly gorgeous melody. It’s their mastery of these two extremes that really show why The Cure are as loved as they are. They exemplify the human condition, and reflect when one is ecstatic and when one is at their lowest with equal skill and sensitivity.
There’s no-one else like them, and it’ll be a while before we see their likes again. See this band as soon as possible.
The original trio Stuart Braithwaite, Dominic Aitchinson, and Martin Bulloch joined forces in 1991 and began putting out music a few years later. Their single “Tuner”/”Lower” caught the attention of the public in 1996, along with the song “Summer,” which earned a mention in the British publication, New Music Express (NME).
Mogwai’s debut album “Mogwai Young Team” was released in 1997 with the joint efforts of additional members: guitarist John Cummings and drummer Brendan O’Hare. Their work hit #75 on the UK Albums Chart. Musical influences for Mogwai include The Cure, Joy Division, My Bloody Valentine and post-rock band Tortoise. Their music is characterized by extended instrumental guitar solos in post-rock style.
Mogwai’s sophomore album “Come On Die Young” came out in 1998 and upped the band’s popularity to #29 on the UK charts. The band brought on Barry Burns as a permanent member and featured Scottish violinist Luke Sutherland. At the turn of the century, Mogwai released their highest grossing album “Rock Action” which also became the name of their record label. The album featured guest vocalists and experimented with electronic elements while simultaneously staying true to their signature lengthy instrumental pieces (one song “My Father the King” is twenty minutes long!).
“Happy Songs for Happy People” was Mogwai’s first album to break into U.S. territory charting at #13 on the Billboard Indie Albums in 2003. Mogwai broke into the film industry in 2006 by providing the soundtrack to the movie “Zidane: A 20th Century Portrait.” Mogwai’s music is distributed through multiple international labels: firstly through Glasgow label Chemikal Underground, American labels Matador and Sub Pop, UK’s Play It Again Sam, and their own Rock Action Records.
The Cure are a special band and should be heard in a special environment, that is why I saw them at Red Rocks in Colorado. It was a cool night and the sun was sitting low in the sky. That famous colorful Colorado sky fell down across the stage.
The fans were are pretty relaxed and were mostly 25 plus in age. Everyone seemed to be poised for a night of great music. You could hear conversations coming from every direction, everyone hoping their favorite songs will be played.
Just as it was getting dark the band took the stage. Everyone stood and applauded Robert Smith as he paced across the stage and made his way to the microphone stand. As the band members struck a few random chords then the band jumped into “Just Like Heaven”. The frenzy only grew as the bad started without pause to play “Friday I’m In Love”. Everyone was having so much fun. The music sounded better then I have ever heard it before.
Robert Smith played an amazing set list of all the hits over the years. The band played all the old songs like “Boys Don’t Cry” and “Pictures of you” with a fresh take and with a new energy. This band has been around a while and still worth seeing live!
It is fair to accuse Mogwai of setting the mood for their show; slow, melodic guitar play highlighted by forays into the heavier, more metallic side of music.
Their songwriting is top notch, with tracks like "Cody" that could break your heart with its tender melody. However, most folks go for the wall of sound that this band travels with from Glasgow. Check out "The Precipice" or "Rats of the Capital" for evidence... but even if you do, this will not prepare you for this band in person.
They play with passion and diligence... they also manage to f*ck it up on the regular. I've seen folks cover their ears cause it got too heavy, definitely proof that you're listening to the right band of Scots.
They usually play intimate venues, but can more than hold their own at any festival; a great band to take in live, if you ask me.
It’s a vintage time for the reunited shoegaze band. While My Bloody Valentine and Loop have recently reconvened to pummel the ears of audiences worldwide in to rapturous submission, particular excitement has been reserved for the return of another of the genre’s leading lights, the Thames Valley quintet Slowdive. While their aforementioned contemporaries straddled a fine line between cacophony and beauty, Slowdive remain more concerned with a strange sort of transcendental prettiness than anything aggressive, and the effect is nothings shot of mesmerising. A recent set at Barcelona’s Primavera Sound festival proved a particularly idyllic setting - watching songs such as "Crack The Breeze" and "Souvlaki Space Station" waft out over the Catalonian coast had me wondering whether they were written particularly with that setting in mind – and it certainly was not the sound of a band who haven’t played live in twenty odd years. It’s not so much that the songs have aged well – it’s that the material barely seems to have aged a day. The weight of their influence on bands like Mogwai and The Twilight Sad was clear and present, and with rumours of potential new material appearing at some stage, one wouldn’t bet against them returning to find themselves still a fair distance ahead of the younger, chasing pack.