The O2 ABC, Glasgow
13th December 2013
Mark the date in your diaries, people.
Friday the 13th of December, 2013.
Hardcore Gun fans knew it already. Semi- interested Gun fans knew it. Part time Gun fans thought it. Now? The world knows it.
The ghost of Mark Rankin has finally been laid to rest.
Dante and the band have blown up the legend. Not just blown it up, but taken it, cut it into tiny pieces, set the pieces on fire and sent the ashes into space.
This gig was THAT good.
From an opening 14 Stations, to the very last echoing chord of Shame On You – this was as good a gig in Glasgow as you could hope to see.
Getting the crowd bouncing from the very first note, Jools and Johnny’s guitar duels lit the night on fire, ably supported by hard hitting drums and heavy bass – Dante’s antics as lone frontman (sometimes with added tambourine) took the focus, but the music was solid enough to support him.
An incendiary run through old classics like Something To Believe In led into contemporary classic Gun tracks like Don’t Say It’s Over, Money, Inside Out and even the donning of a bright red cod piece by the bold Dante for Word Up. Whoever caught that was either lucky or cursed, we’re not quite sure yet.
Everything about Gun’s set was perfect. It was hard hitting where it needed to be, deft in other places and the encore especially hit the right mix of five guys having a laugh with their friends (Donald McLeod, owner of the famous Garage venue in hat playing acoustic guitar mode) and just jamming on some tunes made everyone feel right at home.
A ramble through The Pogues’ “Fairytale Of New York” was just the right side of shambolic to work perfectly; seriously, don’t practice that song. Only The Pogues can do it perfectly – everyone else if just a tribute – and Dante and guest vocalist Stephanie pulled it off, despite Dante knowing precisely 50% of the lyrics!
The important part for me, the ticket buying punter, was that everyone on stage was having a ball; be it Jools in the skinniest red denims ever seen in Glasgow, down to Johnny attempting to break the world record for twitching while playing guitar – everyone was having fun – and that feeling spread to us in the crowd.
By far the most fun I’ve had at a gig in Glasgow this year, and a good sign for the future of Gun, given they played a couple of newer songs that dovetailed perfectly with the classic older tracks.
I started dancing and jumping somewhere about the second song, and I still haven’t stopped, to be honest. It’s Christmas. It felt like a party. What more do you want?
Next time Gun play a gig near you? Get yourself along. You owe it to yourself.