Editors live at The Olympia, Dublin

One thing’s for certain; blokes really like Editors. Maybe it’s because the ferocious beats are conducive to trundling about with your mates, maybe the mournful veracity of the lyrics speaks to their tortured machismo souls, maybe Tom Smith just ‘gets’ them.
Whatever the reason, on the Olympia stage, the intensity works. Epic warmer-uppers ‘Bullets‘ and ‘Like Treasure’ are both met with rapturous whooping from the crowd and on newbies like the sublimely moody ‘You Don’t Know Love‘ and the show-stopping ‘Eat Raw Meat = Blood Drool‘, the Brummies are absolutely killing it.
Though tracks from In This Light And On This Evening are taking the band in a fresher, albeit even harsher, direction, tonight is as much about the old Editors as the new, with the most beer being spilled during super-choons ‘Munich’ and ‘Bones’. The good news is that they’re now capable of using these massive tunes to command the stage.
I realise that by making this next comparison I’m borrowing from my Mam’s book of music criticism, but the way Smith dashes around from piano to guitar, swing dancing with his mic-stand and burying his nose in the synths... well, he’s a bit like that Chris Martin from Coldplay. You’ll understand then why, by the time the usually rather moving ‘Bricks And Mortar’ closes out the show as a forth encore, my head hurts.