ORAN MOR, GLASGOW
Time has coated her arrangements in a rootsy, country twang, and her voice sounded cracked and fragile in its higher register, but there was a lot of goodwill in the room as she dispatched Dusted with more of a rockabilly rumble, preserved the angular chiming guitar of Slow Dog and turned briefly feral and dramatic on Low Red Moon.
Throwing Muses made a righteous racket from the off, throwing out a still exotic mix of rolling basslines, clamorous drums, serrated guitar and Kristin Hersh singing with a mix of fire and bile in her belly, her almost demonic delivery providing a stark contrast to her demure appearance.
After this flying, fierce start, Donelly reunited with Hersh, bassist Bernard Georges and drummer David Narcizo for a more moderate stretch of the set, characterised more by simmering blues than boiling rage.
The encore, including the relatively catchy, practically singalong Bright Yellow Gun, was looser – some might even have called it fun.
But, as a piece, this show reaffirmed that Throwing Muses have always ploughed their own furrow and that they continue to dig deep into their middle age. Seen on 17.09.14