whoever uploaded these clips, thank you so much. These clips of Damien have been keeping me on my feet for the past month, don't know what I would do without his music
These recordings from Korea in 2012 are my all time favorites from Damien Rice; so glad they are here on YT. I hadn't heard this one yet; it's nice to know there are some more out there from this time.
From what I understood, this small tour he's having right now is kind of an accident, he just wanted to visit a friend in poland. But! He said that all these bunch of shows made him want to realease anther album :) I sure hope he'll continue touring. I'm dying to see him live.
i was in the show at that night, it could be felt as a small show but i think he might have earned something from that several night. Because the audiences were amused by his music. his performances was bit different than other shows from western places. at that night. i hope to see him again
Damien Rice at Olympic Hall,January2012, Seoul, South Korea: Review;solid but short of spectacular. By michaelzeno I arrived a little late, but, in all fairness, I did have to spend three hours on a high-speed train and 55 minutes on two Seoul metro subway lines to get to my very expensive, Olympic Hall balcony seat. My longest ever concert commute to be sure, but I was certain there would be an opening act to cover my 15 minute delay, after all, the ticket boldly proclaimed that the show was part of a ‘culture project’. Certainly the organizers would take this opportunity to showcase a local Korean singer-songwriter as an opening act. But no. Damien was on the stage in full swing by the time I arrived at 8:15. No worries. The hall was warm. The sound was crisp. And it was, after-all, Damien Rice, the 38 year-old indie-Irish-folk rocker who had penned such gems such as “cannonball”, “older chests”, “the blower’s daughter”, and “cold water”. Things can only get better from here, I thought. But then, he started talking about his new hairdo, which looked like a composite hairstyle of a homeless man living in an alley and a mental patient from Bellevue; long and stringy, uncombed, it appeared as if he was on the cusp of aquiring the dreadlock look of Rastafari. It was a mess; and a far cry from what the appearance-conscious public here were used to from his publicity photos and concert hall posters and banners that adorned the front of the venue. Apparently there had been some laughter from the audience about this before my arrival, and he was trying to allay their fears with humor. This awkwardness, this glitch in the proceedings, I would soon discover, was to set the tone for the rest of the show, and appeared to foreshadow Damien asking the mostly younger, Korean audience about an hour later, “Does anybody know what time it is…?”. And then saying…” Well, gotta finish up soon…” In between songs, and with no other musicians onstage or in sight, he often appeared bored, tired, alone, and out-of-sorts. Right after asking for the time he threw his head back and let out a low moan of frustration,as if to say… “Scotty, beam me out of here!” He was constantly petitioning the audience about what they wanted to hear next, as if he had no interest or motivation to play anything. It was an odd display from a veteran performer like Rice, especially in front of an audience that had spent over $100 per ticket, on average, including yours truly. He also, remarkably, didn’t speak one word of Korean the whole night. This from an artist who sings in French and Eskimo. Musically, it was a solid, solo, acoustic performance from Rice, but he clearly failed to connect with the audience in a way that would have allowed him to be comfortable onstage. In one misguided attempt very early in the show he invited volunteer audience members to come up onstage for a sing-along, but was soon overwhelmed when dozens responded to the call, and organizers had to lend a hand in dispersing the raucous crowd at the end of it. Damien himself - jokingly - called for security and was forced to awkwardly postpone the show to wait for the crowd to return to their seats. Finally proclaiming, “Koreans are crazy”. But clearly, it was the performer who had had a sudden lapse in sanity. In all fairness, I’m sure it was suggested to him by some manager or organizer somewhere that “…Koreans love onstage sing-a-longs…”. In another awkward moment, and barely audible from my seat, he stepped away from the microphone and apparently “unplugged” his guitar for a version of ‘cannonball’. His guitar, even when plugged in, appeared on the verge of collapse, and sounded, at odd moments, in need of some fresh strings. He recounted a story about how he threw it to the ground once in frustration and cracked the body just before discovering the chords for “amie”. And for some odd reason he felt the need to employ an electric guitar effect on more songs than was absolutely necessary. More often than not, a Damien Rice song seems to oscillate between the poetry of a prophetic whisper and the monotony of a repetitive, borderline psychotic, screaming echo of the same verse; but too often the vocal subtleties don’t emerge from the aural deluge, and by the end of it you’re just glad that he’s stopped screaming. Especially if the screaming includes obscenities, which seem to appear often in his lyrics. A Damien Rice song, at it’s best, is accompanied by a female vocalist and at least one or two other stringed instruments. This show had neither, although he did perform several songs on piano, including a version of “9 crimes”. The most familiar songs, from his 2002 release “O”, were performed, more or less, faithfully to their recorded versions, which certainly pleased many fans. However, after a decade, or more, of performing these songs, one starts to imagine - and even hope for - a little variation on the familiar, from the artist. If not for the audience, then at least for the performer, who certainly must tire from performing the same songs the exact same way show after show, year after year, and which certainly seemed to be the case that night at Olympic Hall. The best song was the last, ‘cheers darlin’, when Damien sat down at a table and began drinking wine with an unidentified woman, and slowly, if not tediously, narrated his way into the song. Emerging from the background - at long last - we’re finally treated to some percussion and additional stringed accompaniment. Eventully, the woman gets up abruptly, severing all the romantic anticipation of the moment, and departs. The man is left broken, broke, and alone, and falls asleep on a park bench. Cheers Darlin’!
Hey Michael I just returned from Damien's gig in Taipei tonight and came across to your review. Very well-written. Congrats. I do follow with all of your comments. I know you made an effort to write this thorough review just wanna give you a thumb-up. Cheers, darling!
He's so perfect but so incomplete without Lisa. It's sad when you fell in love with musical partner and then she leaves like it happened with Glen Hansard and Marketa Irgolova or Joy Williams and John Paul White (Civil Wars). I feel so sorry for Damien...
Okay. So is he ever going to crawl out of whatever woods he's living in at the moment and come to Holland? I'll pay every penny myself if I have to.damnit. Last time was 2007, might be the right moment huh.
![[HD] Damien Rice - 9 Crimes [11.1.12 KOREA]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/stD0RILhOo8/mqdefault.jpg)
![Seungmin "그렇게, 천천히, 우리(As we are)" | [Stray Kids : SKZ-PLAYER]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/kAzmhLHePqU/mqdefault.jpg)
![[HD] Damien Rice - I Remember [11.1.12 KOREA]](/img/1.gif)
whoever uploaded these clips, thank you so much. These clips of Damien have been keeping me on my feet for the past month, don't know what I would do without his music
These recordings from Korea in 2012 are my all time favorites from Damien Rice; so glad they are here on YT. I hadn't heard this one yet; it's nice to know there are some more out there from this time.
Same :)
From what I understood, this small tour he's having right now is kind of an accident, he just wanted to visit a friend in poland.
But! He said that all these bunch of shows made him want to realease anther album :)
I sure hope he'll continue touring. I'm dying to see him live.
i was in the show at that night,
it could be felt as a small show
but i think he might have earned something from that several night.
Because the audiences were amused by his music.
his performances was
bit different than other shows from western places. at that night.
i hope to see him again
이들을 업로드 주셔서 감사합니다. 죄송합니다 한국어 실망하는 경우. : (
이형은 진짜 우주최강의
역시나 데미안라이스 횽아 공연도 가셨군요!!!!!!!!! 혹시나 싶어서 로그인을 했더니 뙇!!!!!! 정말 감사합니다. ㅎㅎㅎ 어제 본 공연 다시 보게됐네요 ㅎㅎㅎ
소름 돋게 좋다.
다른 영상들도 차근차근히 기다리고 있겠습니다!!! *.*!!!!!!!!! 멘트부분도 올려주세요 !!! 깨알같았던 멘트도 다시 듣고싶네요 ㅠㅜ.ㅠ
please never take this down.. magic
네 기억하시는군요 ㅎㅎ 네 잘돌아왔답니다. ^^.... 아 그러셨구나... 7개라도 어딘가요 ㅠㅠ !!!!!!!! 정말 잘보고가요 ㅠㅠ!! 그날의 감동이...ㅜㅜㅜ...
I can't believe how beautiful n breathtaking this is. I don't know how to describe his talent.
Perfect
Singing cold water back to back with Hallelujah!! ;)
Isn't shame, he's just perfect alone!
what a great crowd. not a peep from them during the performance =)
I can't believe it that he has been to Korea. Plz come to Victoria, BC.
Damien Rice at Olympic Hall,January2012, Seoul, South Korea: Review;solid but short of spectacular.
By michaelzeno
I arrived a little late, but, in all fairness, I did have to spend three hours on a high-speed train and 55 minutes on two Seoul metro subway lines to get to my very expensive, Olympic Hall balcony seat. My longest ever concert commute to be sure, but I was certain there would be an opening act to cover my 15 minute delay, after all, the ticket boldly proclaimed that the show was part of a ‘culture project’. Certainly the organizers would take this opportunity to showcase a local Korean singer-songwriter as an opening act. But no. Damien was on the stage in full swing by the time I arrived at 8:15. No worries. The hall was warm. The sound was crisp. And it was, after-all, Damien Rice, the 38 year-old indie-Irish-folk rocker who had penned such gems such as “cannonball”, “older chests”, “the blower’s daughter”, and “cold water”. Things can only get better from here, I thought. But then, he started talking about his new hairdo, which looked like a composite hairstyle of a homeless man living in an alley and a mental patient from Bellevue; long and stringy, uncombed, it appeared as if he was on the cusp of aquiring the dreadlock look of Rastafari. It was a mess; and a far cry from what the appearance-conscious public here were used to from his publicity photos and concert hall posters and banners that adorned the front of the venue. Apparently there had been some laughter from the audience about this before my arrival, and he was trying to allay their fears with humor. This awkwardness, this glitch in the proceedings, I would soon discover, was to set the tone for the rest of the show, and appeared to foreshadow Damien asking the mostly younger, Korean audience about an hour later, “Does anybody know what time it is…?”. And then saying…” Well, gotta finish up soon…”
In between songs, and with no other musicians onstage or in sight, he often appeared bored, tired, alone, and out-of-sorts. Right after asking for the time he threw his head back and let out a low moan of frustration,as if to say… “Scotty, beam me out of here!” He was constantly petitioning the audience about what they wanted to hear next, as if he had no interest or motivation to play anything. It was an odd display from a veteran performer like Rice, especially in front of an audience that had spent over $100 per ticket, on average, including yours truly.
He also, remarkably, didn’t speak one word of Korean the whole night. This from an artist who sings in French and Eskimo.
Musically, it was a solid, solo, acoustic performance from Rice, but he clearly failed to connect with the audience in a way that would have allowed him to be comfortable onstage. In one misguided attempt very early in the show he invited volunteer audience members to come up onstage for a sing-along, but was soon overwhelmed when dozens responded to the call, and organizers had to lend a hand in dispersing the raucous crowd at the end of it. Damien himself - jokingly - called for security and was forced to awkwardly postpone the show to wait for the crowd to return to their seats. Finally proclaiming, “Koreans are crazy”. But clearly, it was the performer who had had a sudden lapse in sanity. In all fairness, I’m sure it was suggested to him by some manager or organizer somewhere that “…Koreans love onstage sing-a-longs…”.
In another awkward moment, and barely audible from my seat, he stepped away from the microphone and apparently “unplugged” his guitar for a version of ‘cannonball’.
His guitar, even when plugged in, appeared on the verge of collapse, and sounded, at odd moments, in need of some fresh strings. He recounted a story about how he threw it to the ground once in frustration and cracked the body just before discovering the chords for “amie”. And for some odd reason he felt the need to employ an electric guitar effect on more songs than was absolutely necessary.
More often than not, a Damien Rice song seems to oscillate between the poetry of a prophetic whisper and the monotony of a repetitive, borderline psychotic, screaming echo of the same verse; but too often the vocal subtleties don’t emerge from the aural deluge, and by the end of it you’re just glad that he’s stopped screaming. Especially if the screaming includes obscenities, which seem to appear often in his lyrics.
A Damien Rice song, at it’s best, is accompanied by a female vocalist and at least one or two other stringed instruments. This show had neither, although he did perform several songs on piano, including a version of “9 crimes”.
The most familiar songs, from his 2002 release “O”, were performed, more or less, faithfully to their recorded versions, which certainly pleased many fans. However, after a decade, or more, of performing these songs, one starts to imagine - and even hope for - a little variation on the familiar, from the artist. If not for the audience, then at least for the performer, who certainly must tire from performing the same songs the exact same way show after show, year after year, and which certainly seemed to be the case that night at Olympic Hall.
The best song was the last, ‘cheers darlin’, when Damien sat down at a table and began drinking wine with an unidentified woman, and slowly, if not tediously, narrated his way into the song. Emerging from the background - at long last - we’re finally treated to some percussion and additional stringed accompaniment. Eventully, the woman gets up abruptly, severing all the romantic anticipation of the moment, and departs. The man is left broken, broke, and alone, and falls asleep on a park bench. Cheers Darlin’!
Hey Michael
I just returned from Damien's gig in Taipei tonight and came across to your review. Very well-written. Congrats. I do follow with all of your comments. I know you made an effort to write this thorough review just wanna give you a thumb-up.
Cheers, darling!
👍💙
He's so perfect but so incomplete without Lisa. It's sad when you fell in love with musical partner and then she leaves like it happened with Glen Hansard and Marketa Irgolova or Joy Williams and John Paul White (Civil Wars). I feel so sorry for Damien...
Temo Brown Glen is better without Markéta. Just my opinion.
+Temo Brown :'(
Marketa didn’t leave Glen as a musical partner because they broke up, they’re still friends.
please make a new album....
We all :(
its just so sad……
sweet
Okay. So is he ever going to crawl out of whatever woods he's living in at the moment and come to Holland? I'll pay every penny myself if I have to.damnit. Last time was 2007, might be the right moment huh.
Beautiful, simiar to jeff buckleys halleluya
This would be a very strange keyboard to have all those symbols...
bibi화보 모델 나유에 모르면 구글이나 유튜브 검색 ㄱㄱ
not without lisa
Such a shame : ) Damien singns Lisa's part !!
haHahAHAhahAHah ;D