After spending six weeks touring with Viking Moses, becoming accustomed to house gigs on the other side of the Atlantic, Hamish Hawk himself decided to host his very own house gig, which included not only him and one half of Mt Doubt, but Viking Moses himself. Playing mostly tracks from Jahiliyah, the singer who hails from Baltimore, comfortably took to the living room of this Edinburgh home, removing us from the setting with his lyrical discord.
Hamish Hawk was first on the bill, wearing an Ivor Cutler t-shirt, just to give a subtle understanding of what was soon to follow, voicing that he hopes this be one of many house gigs. Minimal, raw folk music was prevalent for the set, as he performed tracks such as Nomad, Snuff and Goldenacre, which was a hoot for any Edinburgh residents, comparing and contrasting Stockbridge from Bruntsfield and how they will always have their differences.
Mt Doubt were next up and were a more casual, stripped down affair, with only three members of the band performing. Afterglow and Asunder were acoustically lovely to listen to in this more relaxed setting, Leo’s vocals sounding warming and cosy in these surroundings. A charming set before Viking Moses himself took to the stage area, and held it for his own for a good hour of requests and collaborations.
Anecdotal, lyrical, it was an hour of sheer indulgence, listening to the stunning vocals of Brendon Massei fill the room as he performed tracks such as Dancing By the Water Day and Take Tender. Evocatively expressive in his movement and show, Viking Moses or Brendon Massei, holds the attention of a packed out living room, which includes Hamish Hawk’s family and friends. Intimately snug, this was a more individual gig and setting, where you could hear your favourite Moses’ tracks and feel close to the folk tightly squeezed into this homely space.
Drinking Tennants from a Viking Moses branded cool-cup, Massei reminded us of this fusion of his DC background and this Scottish gig, and this was not the only fusion. Having recorded with one of the crowd, namely Ceylan Hay, she sang backing vocals from the couch on several songs as tortilla chips were being passed about. Drenched in warmth and a welcomed atmosphere, this was a beautifully intimate gig that I hope is imitated as Hamish mentioned at the beginning of the evening. As this of course, is how performing music once was, sitting around intently listening to the talents of those we are acquainted with.
Photos courtesy of Robin Frowley.