Sam Duckworth had the world at his feet a few years ago but after struggling album sales and little commercial success following his first album, he’s decided to drop the Get Cape, Wear Cape, Fly moniker and go by his real name.
Playing a set which had virtually no material from the work that made him one to look out for, he provided a gig with little energy or enthusiasm from himself or the 30 or so people that were there.
Back in 2007, he was playing packed out gigs at much larger venues to huge critical acclaim, but judging by his set this evening it’s hard to see how he managed to attract such big crowds.
Even songs from his back catalogue seemed to have lost their character and power, whereas four years ago, he’d be screaming the lyrics with such passion, believing every word and everyone there joining him; but last night we were treated to vocals that were limp and lifeless.
We should have known really, to expect something a bit different from the gig, as he was performing under a different name and was in the crowd beforehand. His on-stage banter at times seemed pointless and pretentious, with him describing a clementine as being pure and symbol of cleanliness.
We both really hope that he returns to old self because gigs as Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly were unbelievable.