21st February, Lifesigns at Metropool Enschede

On this Saturday evening we went, with high anticipation, to the venue of Metropool in Enschede to see the British band Lifesigns play again. This is such a typical band that is completely ignored by the three-chord militia because there are far too many subtleties and twists that are more difficult to fathom in their music. That is the word I would use to describe the music of Lifesigns, subtle. They make prog rock with a sense of detail and delicious melodies without coming across as too showy. Fortunately, they have brought a drummer of flesh and blood with them on this mini-tour, namely Dutchman Frank van Essen, known from Iona, among others. He also plays the violin very beautifully and that is also evident during the concert. The big man behind Lifesigns is of course keyboardist/singer John Young and with his cooled British humour he is perfectly capable of guiding the visitors through the evening. He is not the most outspoken singer and does not have to rely on all kinds of vocal acrobatics, but his voice is always appropriate to the music and his lyrics are often quite socially critical and that is certainly not surprising in this day and age. Well, I just said that he is the big man behind Lifesigns but another star of the evening is master guitarist Dave Bainbridge, what a great player he is. Occasionally playing keys, he is also very adept at that, but often soloing on his beautiful guitar and wow, that's really fantastic. Of course, a band is not complete without a bass player and with Jon Poole they have a real pacesetter on board who, together with van Essen, lays a wonderful foundation for the escapades of Young and Baindridge. His bass guitar almost touches the floor, but that also has to do with the small height of this born entertainer. He often takes care of the backing vocals and has the perfect voice to do so.

However, I have to get something off my chest, how disappointing it is that so few people came to this performance. Now that here finally is a band playing in the neighbourhood where I live, we fail to show up and I fear that this location will be cancelled on a next tour. Well, three concerts in our small country might be a bit much for a band of the stature of Lifesigns, but I don't know if there were many more people in de Pul or the Boerderij. Well, this aside.

I own all of the band's albums but I have to admit that I like the current line-up by far the best and I think they will get better with every next album. No pressure John.

The performance was divided in two by a small break and they had clearly chosen to play the somewhat lighter stuff before the break and after some adjustments in the sound this got better and better. They even played their only "hit" as Bainbridge explained, this song ended up high in the charts of Leicester city hospital radio, which shows a great sense of humour. Dancing  was allowed to this song Impossible and since Young had noticed that there even were several ladies in the audience, unlike Switzerland, this was complied with on a small scale.

After the break, it immediately took off with the beautiful title track of their latest album Altitude and that is fifteen minutes of enjoying everything that makes our music so beautiful. Somehow everything was more right and that clearly caught on with the audience and some visitors went wild, nice to see how much gratitude they showed. Once again Bainbridge showed why he is seen as one of the best guitarists in our genre, man, what a solos that man plays. In between, Young remarked that he had recently had a conversation with someone from the BBC who asked him why he had never heard of them while they were making such beautiful music. Could that perhaps be due to the BBC itself? Completely true, of course. The tracks of Altitude all did very well but the other tracks were also fine. Yet they couldn't leave before the beautiful Last One Home was played, a beautiful melancholic song with Dave's now famous guitar solo. For me, this is one of the most beautiful solos I know, goosebumps. And I wasn't the only one who felt this way, that was clear.

For those who took the trouble to see this band, this evening was a reward in the form of a wonderful concert full of varied, virtuoso and compelling prog. You just wish the men to be more famous. Not too much, of course, because I don't feel like seeing them with ten thousand others in one of the large reverb boxes in our country. Just kidding, of course. It was just a wonderful evening, thank you John and the other men.

The photos I used where taken from Facebook and where made by Paul.