Before The Wildhearts took to the stage however, the growing crowd were treated to 40 or so minutes of uncompromising metal from Raging Speedhorn. Raging Speedhorn have been going for over 20 years at this point, and I recently saw them put on an impressive set down in Cornwall at something of a mini festival. Raging Speedhorn's sludgy, groove-based metal will never truly be my thing, but the band hit the stage with the intention of getting everyone's attention - and I am sure that they succeeded. Given their limited space on stage, the band's two frontmen barely stepped on it once. Founding vocalist Frank Regan largely stood on the platform behind the barrier, while Dan Cook spent most of the set in the crowd - prowling up and down in front of the barrier and getting those down near the front involved. Raging Speedhorn's brand of metal was probably not the cup of tea of many in attendance, and I think it is fair to say that at first large portions of the crowd did not know what to make of the band. Given the effort that the band were putting into their performance however, and their continued effort to get the crowd involved, those in attendance soon started to warm up to what Raging Speedhorn were doing. It helps that the band's riffs are packed full of groove, which each song being backed by moments of Sabbath/Pantera-esque power which Regan and Cook spit over the top of with their caustic voices. Their songs are not necessarily instantly catchy as a result of the venom, but after seeing the band twice in a relatively short space of time some of the songs were certainly starting to stick in Exeter. There is more nuance in the band's sound than is instantly apparent, and I enjoyed their Exeter efforts far more than I had previously - as I think did a large portion of the crowd.
Half an hour or so later The Wildhearts took to the stage with relatively little fanfare and immediately launched into the anthemic Diagnosis, one of the three songs from 2019's Renaissance Men that were played throughout the band's hour or so on stage. Due to its hooky chorus and strident style, the song made for a great opening cut - but it clear throughout that something was wrong. Main man Ginger (vocals/guitar) was having some issues with his in-ear monitors, a resurgence of the issues that plagued the Cardiff show, and there was a lot of gesticulating and glances towards the crew at the side of the stage as a result. Such things are common during the early portions of sets however, so the band soldiered on - blasting through Vanilla Radio and Sick of Drugs with real gusto. It was wise to open the show with three very melodic songs, and it was clear that the large crowd was ready for a good time. All three of the opening numbers had their choruses sung loudly by the crowd, at the atmosphere early on was excellent. Ginger addressed the crowd following the third song to plug their new album, and to introduce one of the two new numbers played - Remember These Days. To make things more interesting however, and keeping with the theme of the song, Remember These Days was part of a medley that included some riffs from a number of their early songs - before a snippet of the excellent Splattermania was played. This medley certainly excited the die-hard fans in the room, as did the fast-paced punk of Caffeine Bomb that followed. By this point however it was clear that Ginger was not happy. He was still having a lot of issues with his in-ear monitors, and he was also having trouble keeping his guitar in tune due to the heat. He had to spend quite a bit of time tuning up before The Jackson Whites as a result, and his sense of humour was clearly waning at this point - so much so that he lashed out at his pedal board following the song. I think it was at this point that the atmosphere dropped. Ginger's previous rants at and about his monitors and guitar had had a strong dose of his trademark sardonic humour, but his lashing out at his pedal board seemed to be pure anger. From this point on the crowd seemed wary about what would happen next. The music was still great, but it was clear at this point that Ginger wanted to be anywhere but on stage. The rest of the band gave their all, but I think that they just wanted to get through the gig at this point - and it is a real shame as they sounded powerful. Dislocated and Splitter were both packed with the band's trademark venom, while Let 'Em Go was still sung loudly despite the drop in atmosphere. Mazel Tov Cocktail and a rare outing for the oldie Caprice brought the set to an end - with Ginger hurling his guitar unceremoniously into the barrier and storming off the second the song came to an end. This also marked the end of the evening, and while the crowd hung around for a bit I am not sure that anyone was genuinely expecting more. There was something of a stunned silence that eventually led to some calls for an encore - but the houselights soon went up and it was clear that the the show was over. The setlist was:
Diagnosis
Vanilla Radio
Sick of Drugs
Remember These Days/Turning American/Schizophonic/Girlfriend Clothes/If Life is Like a Lovebank I Want an Overdraft/Splattermania
Caffeine Bomb
The Jackson Whites
Dislocated
Splitter
Let 'Em Go
Mazel Tov Cocktail
Caprice
A three-song encore was planned according to the setlists on the stage, but it did not materialise. It was probably for the best however, as Ginger was clearly not in the right frame of mind to be performing. Those who follow the band will know of Ginger's long battles with depression - a rabbit hole that he sadly seems to be down again at the moment. I really hope that Ginger gets better again soon, and it was hard seeing him in such a dark place. The band still sounded great, despite all of the monitor issues, and musically the evening was a strong one. It is gig that will probably be remembered for the wrong reasons however, and I really hope that things improve for Ginger and the rest of the band as the tour rolls on.
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