The Cribs @ Manchester Academy, 12 May

Review by Charles Gray | 18 May 2017

There’s a moment at the end of the recorded version of Be Safe, one of The Cribs’ most powerful and widely-adored songs, when Ryan Jarman describes his guitar-playing: “It wasn’t my best but who cares”. This captures the spirit of The Cribs somewhat perfectly; throughout their career they have embraced their imperfections and created albums that have captured their irresistible live energy, which has in the process gained them a huge, devout following.

Be Safe, which is rapturously received this evening, is taken from the album Men’s Needs, Women’s Needs, Whatever. The Wakefield trio are celebrating ten years of the record by playing it from start to finish, before showering the packed-out Manchester Academy with the odd B-side from the band’s most encapsulating era, plus hits from elsewhere in their remarkably consistent career.

Whilst the playing of albums in full can often feel gratuitous, there’s an energy and intensity brought to every Cribs show that seems to give validity to all they do. Every song is played with the urgency that fuelled it a decade ago, and lapped up by a crowd who don’t let up throughout their set.

The three Jarman brothers enter the stage, overlooked by disco balls and with a bass drum emblazoned with their collective surname in The Beatles’ trademark font, and dive straight into the ruthless Our Bovine Public, a snide take on society (‘You’re out to impress our bovine public’) that with the current obsession of selfies and sifting for likes feels ever the more relevant today. This is followed by the tracks that catapulted the band into the almost-mainstream – Girls Like Mystery, Men’s Needs, Moving Pictures and I’m a Realist, a start to an album and subsequent celebratory set that is hard to top.

After telling the crowd "I still think this mosh pit could be a bit bigger", they tear into the unwavering Major’s Titling Victory, before playing out the rest of the album, which is topped off with a startling rendition of the acoustic Shoot the Poets.

The group take barely a second to take in the immense levels of emotion attached to one of the post-noughties most adored records, before steaming into non-album track Don’t You Wanna Be Relevant and similarly adrenaline-fuelled cuts Come On, Be a No-One, Another Number and the forever fervent Mirror Kissers.

Not the types for sentimentality, they finish without a word, safe in the knowledge that – once again – they left everything on the stage; their most prolific record, major hits, and their sheer love and ability for controlled chaos.

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