As part of a touring schedule that reaches the venues and towns few rock acts reach the Proclaimers show comes to Dundee. More specifically the Whitehall Theatre usually home to the likes of Daniel O'Donnell and Sydney Devine. Indeed the smiling visage of Scotland's very own rhinestone cowboy grins from posters in the foyer.
Entering the auditorium the sense of anticipation is thicker than the fug of cigarette smoke rising to the rafters.
Opening the show the Proclaimers stamp their authority on the night with loud confident readings of 'Hit the Highway' and 'Guess Who Won't Beg'. By the time they pitch into 'I'm on My Way' the audience are on their fee, stamping, clapping and hollering along.
A Proclaimers concert is now an adrenaline charged distillation of American music producing a release of emotion akin to a soul revue or an evangelist revival. The audience is caught in euphoric rapture as the songs hit home.
The set comes to a close with 'Don't Turn Out Like Your Mother' the band reaching higher and higher towards the finale. Taking a short breather on the encore of 'King of the Road' they finish the night with a yelping 'Oh Jean' with Charlie speaking in tongues like a man possessed. Transcendence is reached and its time for home assured in the knowledge that nothing like this has been seen in the Whitehall Theatre, ever.
1994
I've seen the Proclaimers countless times from their beginnings playing in hip clubs and 'hairdresser' bars of Edinburgh. I'm due to see them this summer in a big top on Leith Links. It's been a long gap since I saw them last at the Edinburgh Corn Exchange in the early 2000s.
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