Sweaty. That’s one word to describe Joshua Radin’s gig in the basement of the University of Manchester’s Student’s Union. It was sweaty, hot and intimate.
Let me get this out of the way first, Joshua Radin is a beautiful man. He seems aware of this, though not obnoxiously, and he was quick to inform the audience of his hope that they were here for his brains and not his looks. I was very much there for a mix of the two (I’d say about 75% for his voice and lyrics, 25% for other reasons) and a perfect combination was effortlessly delivered to my senses.
Opening with No Envy, No...
From the moment he casually strolled onto the stage, to the moment he departed through the crowd, Joshua Radin had the audience in the palm of his hand. If there’s anything that this guy doesn’t know about how to woo a crowd then it’s not worth knowing. Marriage proposals were aplenty from the females, with one ambitious guy offering his own scream of “Marry me Joshua” only for a polite refusal from the man with the guitar.
Why haven’t I mentioned his music yet? I hear you ask, or think rhetorically as the case may be. Well it’s quite simply because Radin is the epitome of an...
