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Beverley Knight, Southampton Guildhall, 13/11/09

Posted in Gig review by raymondsoltysek on November 14, 2009
Beverly Knight

Beverly Knight

Stuck in a strange town on a Friday night, what better than tracking down a long-legged, sexy-as-hell soul diva to spend the evening with?

A couple of years ago, I had a ticket to see Beverley Knight at Glasgow’s ABC, an up-close-and-personal venue where the sweat condenses on the ceiling and drips into your beer, which many gig-goers would reckon are ideal conditions.  Unfortunately,  I couldn’t go, though I can’t remember why. So, at my second conference in three days and full to the brim of academic talk, I decided to make up for that missed opportunity.

Annoyingly, though, the venue couldn’t be worse.  It has all the charm of a Soviet Bloc warehouse used to store obsolete biochemical weapons.  The effect is compounded by the loftiness of the stage which gives the impression, even only a dozen rows back, that you’re watching someone as distant as Stalin at a May Day parade.

As a result, what should be – and I’m sure is – a tightly knit professional funk band sounds bloated and echoey, which doesn’t do Knight’s belting delivery any favours.  The rock numbers (I’ve always liked “Come as You Are”) fare a little better. There’s also a weakness in the repertoire and some mawkish X-factor type moments that add up to a disappointing evening.

Of course, there are compensations.  The band, I’m sure, would be fantastic if we could hear them properly, and Knight is a truly great vocalist who has bags of energy and works the crowd like a trooper.  She is also astonishingly gorgeous, and slickly changes outfits that become progressively shorter, revealing more and more of those truly perfect pins: I don’t know how tall she is – five-eight? – but her legs are easily six-foot seven.

But, lovely as she is to look at, I’m here for the voice, and the hall doesn’t do it justice.  Am I prepared to give her a second chance in a more intimate venue like the ABC?  Probably.  I’ll just take an umberella for the beer.