City And Colour
"January 8, 2010"

City And Colour - January 8, 2010

Webster Hall, New York, NY, USA

There are a lot of familiarities between us and our northern neighbors, especially ones that have to do with music. Take, for example, Celine Dion, or the Barenaked Ladies (oh hey 1996, you're welcome for the shout-out!). Since all things come in threes, let us add Dallas Green a/k/a "City and Colour" to that list, if only for the fact that he's Canadian. Whatever talent has been diminished in the past few years has alas been restored, thanks to the heavenly voice of this man. When the lights dimmed at Webster Hall on Friday night, anxious murmurs turned to happy "woos," and it was Mr. Green - in the Ballroom, with a guitar, who took control.

Set opener "Comin' Home" instantaneously grabbed the attention of the audience, as Green and his electric guitar eased gently into a warmingly bluesy repetition of the title lyric "comin' home" that would lend a reminder to the Black Keys. Mid way through the tune, the full band emerged under glowing pink lights, before ending in a vocal harmony fadeout of impressive proportions. Without missing a beat, the rattle and hum of the guitar strings in "Waiting" enveloped the crowd into a steady kick-hi hat beat; its poppy, soft-rock nature reminiscing in the realm of Tom Petty himself. Cruising through the show, City and Colour eased into one of a few carefully placed new tunes (untitled), before falling into an oblivion of silence with nothing left except Green's voice humbly caressing the words "suddenly it was all so clear to me, there was nothing left in which to believe."

With a somewhat choppy delivery (keeping in mind that this was only one of 8 US dates for this tour), there were some key points of entertainment worth a mention. We could start with a wonderful story about a bomb threat, and a witty metaphor of a relationship with the audience that progressed as the show advanced. A few interesting, unsurprising tidbits, considering the clever tone and superb songwriting of City and Colour to date. All in all, where fluidity lacked, humor filled the holes and maintained attention.

To conclude the already rare show, Green came back for not one encore but two, proving both his endurance and desire to play his poetry to an anxious group. The promise of a new album also brought hope; a glimmer in the spectrum of autotune that exists these days. Forget about ballrooms; pretty soon Green will be conquering kitchens, conservatories, and libraries!