Shropshire Star

Everything Everything, O2 Academy, Birmingham - review and pictures

Last night's show was the promised and uncompromising return of Everything Everything to the Midlands.

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Everything Everything. Pic: Andy Shaw

The intrinsically indie rock band of Mancunians has been travelling across the globe for their world tour, from Luxembourg to America and further afield, leaving an electric buzz wherever they go.

Everything Everything. Pic: Andy Shaw

A spot of bitterly bad luck meant they were one of many performers who had to cancel their show, which was in Birmingham in early March, because of the treacherous Beast from the East.

But they made their immense return to the O2 Academy, as they promised to their beloved fans, and did not disappoint.

Everything Everything. Pic: Andy Shaw

"Thank you for waiting for us to come back," bellowed frontman Jonathan Higgs, donning a bright orange blazer.

"Are you ready for this?"

Everything Everything. Pic: Andy Shaw

Each of the artists played their instrument to perfection and sent the audience on a rollercoaster through their music. The trance-like guitar loops soon launched into a poppy chorus while Higgs' unique vocals burst from high pitch to low.

The group formed in 2007 and has four albums to date: 2010's Man Alive, 2013's Arc, 2015's Get To Heaven and 2017's A Fever Dream.

Everything Everything. Pic: Andy Shaw

They performed a mix of original tracks known to fans who have followed them for more than a decade and newer material from their newest EP A Deeper Sea, released in February.

Their set list started with A Fever Dream before launching into other hits including Kemosabe, Spring/Summer/Winter/Dread, and Can't Do, before they returned for an encore with newer material, Breadwinner, and worldwide hit Distant Past.

Everything Everything. Pic: Andy Shaw

"My voice is a bit f*****; you will have to help me with this last one," said Jonathan.

They ended with No Reptiles so the audience left in the warm afterglow of a great gig with lyrics 'feel like a fat child in a push chair old enough to run', looping through their heads.