The Erlkings, Wigmore Hall, 25 May 2018

I hadn’t planned to go to Lord’s on the day of this concert, but as I explained in the piece about my three days at Lord’s…

Three Days On The Trot At Lord’s For England v Pakistan, 24 to 26 May 2018

…things don’t always pan out as planned.

Still, that Friday I had an abstemious day at Lord’s, with a view to having dinner with Daisy and then going to the concert. Daisy indeed came over to my place for a Four Seasons dinner, but then decided that the whole idea of going to a late night concert and then rising for a crack of dawn picnic preparation was too much, so she returned to Noddyland and let me go to this concert on my own.

Probably just as well – she’d have absolutely hated it.

The rubric had inferred a folk/jazz interpretation of Schubert’s songs…which in a sense it was, but it felt a bit gimmicky, at times verging on naff. The tuba/trombone giving the music an Oom-pah-pah band sound…

…if I mention the song where the leader, Bryan Benner, got us to yodel along with him…

…you’re probably getting the gist.

There was a small claque of Erlkings fans sitting behind, but the front row mafia, comprising Wigmore Hall regulars, seemed a little stunned by the style.

The idea is laudable and I even enjoyed some of the tracks. The song which Bryan Benner sang unplugged on the guitar, for example, had a lovely sound to it transposed from piano to guitar. His translations of lyrics generally worked well and he has an outstanding baritone voice. The voice was somewhat wasted with most of the louder arrangements.

Here is a link to the Wigmore Hall resource for that concert.

Below is one of the songs they performed on the night, with a relatively minimal arrangement:

Below is their signature song, the arrangement of which I thought overpowered Bryan Benner’s powerful voice:

…and here is one from their latest album/project:

At the end of the gig Bryan said an emotional goodbye to Gabriel, the brass instrumentalist, who is leaving the band and for whom the Wigmore Hall was a final gig.

It all felt a bit “ego project” to me, but perhaps I just wasn’t in the mood.

Goodbye and thanks for all the trout

 

 

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