Poet, artist, singer, raconteur Baxter Dury has been announced for a Dublin gig.
Dury plays Button Factory on May 9th courtesy of Singular Artists.
The English musician, and son of Ian Dury has made six studio albums and a handful of EPs of music that draws on the sleazy side of life, of deadpan-told inner dialogues and stories on the dark side, with electronic, new wave and chamber pop evident in his music.
Tickets cost €26 plus fees and are on sale Friday, 2nd February at 10am from singularartists.ie
Some of my favs from him include:
About Baxter Dury
Baxter will always beat you to the punchline. He’ll answer his own questions and he’ll volunteer himself as the butt of the joke before you can. His ability to understand people’s perception of him (or who they believe he is) is what has kept his work consistently surprising and inventive for over two decades now. And while it’s his humour that draws you in, it’s his linguistic acrobatics that you stay for – a wild barrage of emotion, colour and off kilter scenes.
Baxter Dury’s latest album, I Thought I Was Better Than You, is a new era for him, and with this new era comes a new character. “Faux-confrontational,” Baxter calls him. Here, not only is he recounting his childhood, but he’s also reckoning with it. Instead of just swinging at his past blindfolded with a baseball bat, he talks openly about the toxic cocktail of being born into unfortunately fortunate circumstances, with a persuasive surname but no structure or sense of responsibility with which reap the rewards of it. “Really, it’s about being trapped in an awkward place between something you’re actually quite good at, and somebody else’s success.” That ‘somebody else’ being his dad, Ian Dury.
Taking influence from American artists like Frank Ocean, Tyler the Creator and Vegyn to name a few, we can hear the essence of this drowsy, psychedelic west-coast hip-hop oozing through the cracks of I Thought I Was Better Than You. It was not so much the sound of this kind of music that inspired him, but more its delicacy, effeminacy, and its genre-fluidity; how it remains unburdened by restrictive musical structures.
