Review: Jack Savoretti @ O2 Academy, Bristol

"I played a Caffè Nero here in Bristol once, but I doubt any of you were there so long ago," Jack announces to the crowd of Bristol whilst musing over his memories over the city. Having previously had a not so good Caffè Nero encounter involving a trainee barista, some squirty cream and a dead fly floating in Beth's mocha just hours earlier in Bristol's Cabot Circus the story seemed even funnier to us. But as the crowd shouted back their encounters with Jack we eagerly awaited to hear his highly anticipated fifth album live on stage for the first time.

Having sat on the cold pavement outside Bristol's O2 for a measly hour and a half, our position at the front of the queue was demolished when we learnt that practically the whole of Bristol owned phones on the O2 network. We watched in dismay as rows of priority bobble hats and scarves were escorted inside the venue before the rope separating our line from the door had even been removed. Making a beeline for the front of the room, we chucked our tickets at the doormen and zigzagged through far too many old ladies, all there to wolf whistle at all the right moments, claiming ourselves a position to the far right of the stage. Jack’s classic tapestry style rug lay in it’s usual spot stage centre.

Support came in the elegant form of female singer-songwriter JONES, a picture in a pair of flowing black trousers and a gold halter neck that was complemented by the moving of the spotlights. With songs imbued with a sense of calm, the signature of her soulful tunes seemed to be entangled with themes of love. Tracks Hoops and Walk My Way were received with a keen reaction from the crowd, shouts emerging from both the floor and the numerous layers of balcony that the O2 provides.