On the eve of their fifth album release, Planet Nowhere, Razorlight took to the cozy stage of Strange Brew in Bristol, a venue that’s as intimate as it is vibrant, turning heads with its colorful decor and art-laden walls. When I first heard they’d be playing here, I thought it was a misprint. Razorlight, once topping charts and playing arena stages, now delivering their new and classic songs in such a close-knit space? It felt like a gift, one that any fan—new or old—could hardly believe they were unwrapping.
The evening started with Zoe Hayter, a captivating singer-songwriter, who brought her raw, folk-infused performance to the stage. Armed with tambourines strapped to her Dr. Martens (other boots are available) and bells around her ankles, Zoe seemed just as thrilled to be there as we were. She filled the room with autobiographical songs from her EP, Raw, blending delicate tales with foot-stomping percussion. Her song Ageing Clown stood out, a heartfelt tribute to her Irish grandfather Paddy Hayter, and by the end, she had us all singing along to the catchy refrain, “A rocking chair’s pretty good, but you can't keep a good clown down.” Zoe was the perfect opener, grounding the night in authenticity and storytelling.
Then, it was Razorlight’s turn. The energy in the room was electric as fans, both loyal and new, buzzed with excitement. Johnny Borrell and the band wasted no time, exploding into the set with Rip It Up and its irresistible opening line: “Hey girl, get on the dancefloor, that’s what it’s there for!” It was the perfect invitation to let loose, and from that moment, the crowd was hooked.
In the Morning was a huge crowd-pleaser, sounding just as majestic and infectious as it did in its early days, with the entire room singing along as if on cue. But it was Zombie Love, the lead single from Planet Nowhere, that truly showed us Razorlight’s enduring strength. The track flowed seamlessly from the old hits, feeling like it could have been plucked right from the band’s breakout era. This new album doesn’t just nod to the past—it blends it with a punchy, energetic sound, refined by the band’s time recording in Spain, and brought back to life on stage tonight.
With each song, Razorlight showcased the full spectrum of their influences, from the jittery, post-punk edge of Talking Heads to the riotous spirit of The Clash. Songs like Scared of Nothing embodied this range perfectly, with Johnny’s powerful, feverish delivery as he declared, “This is the sound my insides make,” before letting loose with a cacophony of feedback and flailing curls.