The Baby Can Speak

My name isn't Meg and I'm not a fortune teller. I can't read into the future. I've never been able too, and I'm not going to start investing the time to learn now. However, reading Monday's blog may lead you to suggest that I am. Why? Because it was only then that I implied that some new Babyshambles songs are well over due. And hey presto, Doherty and Co. are performing a selection of new material at Proud Galleries in Camden tonight.

Now, I'm not going to claim that I'm the reason that their new music is finally going to be played to the public - as that would be stupid; and totally untrue. However, what I am going to say is that I am looking forward to hearing it. That of course, is fact.

In my opinion Babyshambles last LP, Shotter's nation, never lived up to to it's predecessor, Down in Albion. Sure, commercially it was more successful. But I just felt it lacked that spark that Down in Albion possessed.

Doherty is a lot like Marmite. You either love him or hate him. To some, all they see is a washed up junkie that spends more time in and out of court rooms than Judge Judy. And to others, they see a lyrical genius that's poetic tongue enables him to wrap words around music in totally unique way. I personally see the latter.

It's obvious that he is troubled, and at times, desperately needs some guidance in his life. But when he puts pen to paper, or blood to canvas, his wordsmithery sets him far adrift from any other song writer about today.

As a package, Doherty is the quintessential rock star. He has money, fame, drugs, cars and women to prove it. However, people need to look away from the man they see in the tabloids, and further into his music. He is undoubtedly a raw talent. Yes, he's a talent that needs looking after, but he's still a talent nonetheless.

So, I welcome the news that new set of Babyshambles songs are on the horizon with open arms, and ears. I just hope that he recreates the same vibe and feeling that he treated us to with Down in Albion.