REVIEW: The Cribs - 53 Degrees, Preston

IT’S been eight years since The Cribs last set foot in 53 degrees, but the energy of youth is still there for all to see in the Wakefield trio’s performance.

Some semblance of a full house, comprised of mainly students, is there to witness the opening night of the Jarman brothers’ tour to promote their forthcoming singles collection Payola.

And while many of the audience will have been too young to recall the release of their earlier hits, old standards such as I’m A Realist and Hey Scenesters! inspire enthusiastic moshing as drunk teenagers compete with each other to match Ryan Jarman’s hectic Yorkshire drawl.

Unfortunately the set is plagued by sound problems, leading to the frustrated stringed element of the band procuring a penchant for cobbing microphone stands across the stage - much to the dismay of the regularly employed roadies.

However the siblings pull through with aplomb, with highlights including the majestic Be Safe - featuring a giant projection of Sonic Youth’s Lee Ranaldo delivering the spoken word masterpiece as a rabid teenage girl invades the stage before being removed by burly rent-a-Scouse bouncers dressed in incongruous bright yellow polo shirts.

The symphonic four-song medley of Stalagmites/Like A Gift Giver/Butterflies/Arena Rock Encore With Full Cast seems to fall short of impatient student ears, but they are soon roused by the closing flurry of Men’s Needs and City of Bugs.

It may have been an eight year wait, but the band’s Transpennine and Transatlantic appeal is still there for all to see.

DAVID SHARMAN