Gig Review by Fran Prince with Photography by Carolyn Brown

Kaiser Chiefs

Like an ‘Angry Mob’ they choked the green-grassed bowl, seated on muddied blankets, wellies kicked back and beverages in hand. Trudging between the few thousand of vibrant bodies that occupied the scenic venue of Cannock chase’s Forest Live, the energy within the woodland grounds was refreshing.

Kaiser Chiefs

Suave in his entrance and charming in ego, front-man Ricky Wilson immediately presents the naughties established indie pop rock band, Kaiser Chiefs, by stirring up an animated Everyday I Love You Less and Less from fame-making album Employment. Instantly igniting the energy of the band and fans, the addictive lyrics had Ricky destroying music equipment and climbing on drums within minutes of entering the stage.

Kaiser Chiefs

The eerie electro vibes of Little Shocks collided with a Coldplay resembling new track called Parachutes. Classic track Modern Way rekindled the marching troops of tapping feet and lit up the minimalist KC initials that highlighted the stage, whilst the audience enthused singer split us into a battling ‘Kaiser’ and ‘Chiefs’ chant.

Kaiser Chiefs

Kaiser Chiefs

Military inspired track Cannons founded a catchy chorused menu of songs including recurring hit track Ruby, and an extended version of Angry Mob, the mantra and namesake they pretty much live by, which terminated with an electrifying explosion of rainbowed smoke.

Kaiser Chiefs

Whilst vibrations ruptured across the crowds, guitarist Andrew ‘whitey’ White became the catalyst for I Predict A Riot, a track that ricocheted from every wellied up gig goer in the venue, this allowed for Wilson to take to the heights of the risky looking scaffolds to show off his spontaneous, heart-throb image.

Kaiser Chiefs

A laid-back Coming Home decelerated the set, for a sea of arms to descend amongst the happy hundreds, ready for an eruption of confetti to rain over us.

Kaiser Chiefs

Finally, after an over exhausted encore, the band pelted us with their ultimate weapon. Oh My God casted the hordes into a legion of disciples to the singers every word, and we followed, we clapped, we screamed and we sang, until our throats were raw and streamers shot from the stage in front of the silhouetted forestry behind.

Kaiser Chiefs

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