
When: 1 December 2011
Where: The Jam Cafe, Nottingham
Alex Hel is the first of three acts at the Jam Cafe tonight. Armed with a guitar named Steven (complete with a woolly bobble hat), the one man band pours out the lyrics of a dreamer over thick and full strumming. Fast and upbeat, these catchy songs are a foot-tappers dream. And whilst the small gathering of people here are seemingly hard to please, Hel is rewarded by a sing-a-long during his last song. The world probably doesn't need another Frank Turner, but if there's going to be one, it may as well be this guy.
Perhaps the odd band out tonight, A-tota-so plug into the electrics, and crank out the only percussion of the evening. There's a lot of expectation for the duo, who are moonlighting away from their day jobs in Alright The Captain and Cheap Jazz. Not too far removed from their other projects, A-tota-so deliver experimental math-rock centred around intricate drumming and and looped guitars. With the occasional grungy outburst and an odd vocal or two, the band whip up a hypnotic set with more bite than your neighbours dog.
Owensie rounds the evening off, sat on a stool with his acoustic. Before the first note is even plucked, he wanders off with a little story. It's the first of many which offer his thought provoking views on the world. When he does finally pick that first note, it's clear that he's the polar opposite of the evening's opener. His guitar work is barer, quieter, and often quite intricate. The downbeat, yet strangely romantic songs draw you in to Owensie's own little world, which demands a quiet room and careful ear. Storytelling comes across as inherent to this Irishman's being, and he does it all so wonderfully.