With the number of times seeing Otis Gibbs live now
approaching double figures, it is a fair statement to make that you know what
you’re going to get. It can also be construed that it is a style met with
approval and one which reaches to the core of the artist-audience connection
process. On his website Otis makes a vivid point about music solely revolving
around the creative output and the experiencing input with everything else being
an artificial filter. Observing Otis live many times, intently listening to his
soundbites and generally following his career, you get a deep understanding of
his stance and sense of personal outlook towards an art form that has taken him
from planting 7176 trees to being fortunate to consistently travel overseas to
share his music.
Those who have also seen Otis live several times, and he
certainly presents opportunities to do so on his extensive tours, will take
more than a passing interest in the evolution of his storytelling as this
Birmingham show revealed the steepest incline to date in what has been a fairly
gradual line of development in this aspect of his show. Song wise, Otis still
has faith in the two early albums which were his main port of call in the
initial days of his European adventures. ‘Caroline’,
‘Ain’t Nothing Special’, ‘Small Town Saturday Night’ and ‘Karluv Most’ all took pride of place in
this evening’s show with the latter still inducing deep emotion from its
unplugged encore performance. Each time listening to it live sparks memories of
accessing it on the IPod under Charles Bridge in Prague, a golden moment in
itself to treasure.
Throughout his five albums that have surfaced during the
traveling phase of his career, there have been countless songs to etch onto
your brain leaving the stamp of an astute writer. From the latest album
SOUVENIRS OF A MISSPENT YOUTH, ‘Ghosts of
Our Fathers’ and ‘The Darker Side of
Me’ are both rapidly developing into established and favourite live numbers
when you consider their inspiration and impact. ‘Something More’ took on a different poignant angle this evening as
Otis altered the tribute subject as influenced by recent events, while ‘Kansas City’ will always paint the
ultimate picture of the struggling troubadour with the fetching line ‘seven
hours in a car, forty five minutes singing in a bar’. Those new to Otis instantly
take a liking to ‘Detroit Steel’
probably due to its change of pace, but these quarters miss the now regular omission
of his previous Motor City masterpiece ‘Get
Me Out of Detroit’.
Going back to that original online quip, you get a sense
that praise is a difficult concept to experience for Otis and his vision is further cemented
by an increasing desire to promote the notion of the ‘here and now’ with
regards to the live consumption of his music. He also comes across as one of
life’s great students and uses the constant learning experience to enrich both
his craft and awareness. This possibly adds to the uniqueness of his live
presence and why he leaves a memorable experience in his wake.
So while you can debate the ‘artificial filter’concept to infinite
inconclusiveness, acknowledging the artist-audience interaction is a lot easier
to grasp and re-affirm. Otis Gibbs knows his niche and it is a testimony to his
approach that the appeal of unrelenting familiarity never loses its shine. The
art world in which he inhabits is a richer place for his company and the
biggest compliment to pay is the continual active interest in Otis Gibbs as a
recording and performing artist.
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