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Lydia Loveless has a reputation for putting on passionate, sometimes chaotic live shows and Sunday night’s gig at the Turf Club was no exception. With the help of her dynamic band (husband Ben Lamb on upright bass, Todd May on guitar, Jay Gasper playing pedal steel and George Hondroulis on drums) Loveless tore through an hour and a half of songs before the set sort of fizzled out in a reverb and booze-soaked haze. it was an exciting and unpredictable show powered by great music, Loveless’ soaring voice and her devilish charm.
Starting things off was Milwaukee’s Trapper Schoepp and the Shades, a band that always raises spirits as well as heart rates. It’s been a few years since I’ve seen the full band play and this time around there was a three-piece brass section sharing the stage, filling out the rollicking roots-rock sound. They played several high-energy tunes from their 2012 debut Run, Engine, Run, a song Schoepp wrote at the boundary waters and the crowd-pleaser, “Freight Train,” that saw Schoepp jump down from the stage and gather folks around him to dance and sing. The band’s newest record Rangers & Valentines is poised to drop next February.
“There’s no introduction to this sh*t,” Loveless said huskily into the mic as her band took to the stage and threw themselves into the first number, “To Love Somebody,” from her most recent album Somewhere Else. Loveless’ songs are rich with tales of yearning, love gone sour and whiskey-fueled destruction and she sings them as though the pain is still fresh. And though she has a tough exterior and is quick to dole out sharp retorts to whatever comment is thrown at her from the audience, a real vulnerability shines through in her lyrics and the quivering in her vocals. Basically you want to hug her AND get drunk with her.
After playing through “Chris Isaak” and the excellent “Wine Lips” (a song about - what else? - making out!) and announcing that a new record was not only in the works, but nearly completed, Loveless debuted two brand new songs. One of the new tracks, a cheeky number called “Midwest Guys,” resulted in one of the greatest and dirtiest exchanges between musician and audience member I’ve ever witnessed: as Lydia addressed the inspiration for “Midwest Guys,” she joked, “Have you ever gotten a blowjob to Def Leppard?” Through the crowd laughter, a lone voice responded: “No, but I got f*cked in the a** to the Moody Blues!” Loveless nearly fell over from laughing so hard, but reminded folks that “this isn’t a sketch comedy show!”
The band/audience lines continued to blur as May traded stylish button-up shirts with a fan at the front. The shirts were eventually deposited on the floor so Loveless picked both up, placed them on her head and started singing “Matchmaker Matchmaker.” After another hearty laugh, she kicked them off to the side and the band launched into a raucous “Do Right,” off of 2011’s Indestructible Machine.
While the raunchy humor added to the free-wheeling nature of the set, my favorite part of the night was when Loveless played trio of songs solo, one of which was a heart-breaking cover of Elvis Costello’s “Allison.” Eyes closed, Loveless sang in a voice clearly burdened by a heavy heart, like she was physically being held up only by the chords coming from her guitar. “I love you. Do you believe me?” Loveless asked after a fan professed his adoration. “Probably not.” She paused. “Because of my poor delivery.” For a musician as talented as Loveless, that couldn’t be further from the truth.
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Trapper Schoepp and the Shades
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“There’s no introduction to this sh*t,” Loveless said huskily into the mic as her band took to the stage and threw themselves into the first number, “To Love Somebody,” from her most recent album Somewhere Else. Loveless’ songs are rich with tales of yearning, love gone sour and whiskey-fueled destruction and she sings them as though the pain is still fresh. And though she has a tough exterior and is quick to dole out sharp retorts to whatever comment is thrown at her from the audience, a real vulnerability shines through in her lyrics and the quivering in her vocals. Basically you want to hug her AND get drunk with her.
After playing through “Chris Isaak” and the excellent “Wine Lips” (a song about - what else? - making out!) and announcing that a new record was not only in the works, but nearly completed, Loveless debuted two brand new songs. One of the new tracks, a cheeky number called “Midwest Guys,” resulted in one of the greatest and dirtiest exchanges between musician and audience member I’ve ever witnessed: as Lydia addressed the inspiration for “Midwest Guys,” she joked, “Have you ever gotten a blowjob to Def Leppard?” Through the crowd laughter, a lone voice responded: “No, but I got f*cked in the a** to the Moody Blues!” Loveless nearly fell over from laughing so hard, but reminded folks that “this isn’t a sketch comedy show!”
The band/audience lines continued to blur as May traded stylish button-up shirts with a fan at the front. The shirts were eventually deposited on the floor so Loveless picked both up, placed them on her head and started singing “Matchmaker Matchmaker.” After another hearty laugh, she kicked them off to the side and the band launched into a raucous “Do Right,” off of 2011’s Indestructible Machine.
While the raunchy humor added to the free-wheeling nature of the set, my favorite part of the night was when Loveless played trio of songs solo, one of which was a heart-breaking cover of Elvis Costello’s “Allison.” Eyes closed, Loveless sang in a voice clearly burdened by a heavy heart, like she was physically being held up only by the chords coming from her guitar. “I love you. Do you believe me?” Loveless asked after a fan professed his adoration. “Probably not.” She paused. “Because of my poor delivery.” For a musician as talented as Loveless, that couldn’t be further from the truth.
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Lydia Loveless at Turf Club, St Paul (19 July 2015) |
