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Carl Barat got a bit hot under the collar in the Rescue Rooms in Nottingham this week, playing a spectacular set to a crowd of baying indie cindys.
Carl is riding high in the popularity stakes at the minute after a run of successful summer shows with his first band The Libertines, and this show really proved his calibre.
Support came in the form of a band called Swimming who were nothing to write home about, it was a real lacklustre start to the evening.
The next band The Heartbreaks had a great deal more presence with their sound and really turned things around for the better.
The skinny boys from Morecambe had big guitars and one song in particular had the crowds attention, Liar, My Dear. The intense distorted guitars and manic drum work was infectious and had a number of people moving about at the front and shaking their bits.
The place was packed out when Carl entered the stage sporting his synonymous skin tight leather jacket, brushing away his fringe in the heat like a dandy.
The iconic rocker then proceeded to churn out a steady set of classic Libertines tunes and a smidgen of Dirty Pretty Things material. Carl also played a number of tracks from his new solo album which went down a treat and added a sprinkle of variety to the night.
The sound of the huge downpour outside was barely audible now with the din inside, the crowd chanting back all the songs they knew like they were crazy with love serum.
The heat inside was oppressive by the middle of Carl’s set, and if the roof had opened up and let the heavens in there would have been no complaints.
Carl Barat stripped down to his black vest top as he struck into The Man Who Would Be King. The crowd went ballistic here, especially the indie chicks decked out in their floral dresses at the back who went weak at the knees for the partially undressed crooner.
The lothario was really enjoying the occasion it seemed, and he exuded confidence from start to finish. He gave the impression he was at peace, and just happy to be doing his own thing- no longer overshadowed by his infamous Libs bandmate Pete Doherty.
The major highlights from the night were all when Carl played into one of his old songs Up The Bracket and DPT rabble rouser Bang Bang You’re Dead. Don’t Look Back Into The Sun was a fitting curtain closer and rounded off the show perfectly.
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