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The audience were informed by lead-singer Peter Liddle that their tour seems to have been peppered by a consistent stream of heckling. This followed one of the oddest they had probably heard so far: "you're really good" someone bellowed very clearly in a moment of quiet between songs. This gentleman seems to have inadvertently, or through some quick-witted genius, nailed the atmosphere with his statement of praise, laced with awkward neutrality.

This London date in Kentish Town was the UK-leg curtain-closer for this tour of the band's new album Alarms In The Heart. The Forum is a tough space to fill and the experience was a mixed success. The preconception that the new album - which the show is designed to showcase (with 9 out of the 10 tracks played) - is not a grand departure from the 2012 debut Shallow Bed, is part of the problem. While the new album may be a fine LP with many critics hailing it as superior, their similitude creates an issue for an audience of fans who just seemed to be waiting for the quartet to break out 'History Book', 'Weights and Measures' or 'New Ceremony'. Perhaps it needs more time to sink in. '

Alarms In The Heart', 'Gethsemane' and 'Everlasting Light' which are the most readily-loved tracks from Alarms In The Heart did go down well and no doubt these will join the above as the singles that audiences are baying for. When were played there was a sense of redemption to the 'growers' which were simply less engaging. This was reflected in the response from the crowd, in a professional set where the harder-core folk-rock tracks felt like they could have filled a stadium, anything falling below this level created an audible increase in chatter and restlessness. This rendered softer songs such as 'It Was Love That Laid Us Low' wanting for that hushed awe that Liddle's distinctive wavering vocal requires and deserves.

Dry The River were the first band that this reviewer ever interviewed back in 2012. Peter clutched a cup of tea as he kept his hands warm, while Scott swigged away at a can of Red Stripe. This says a lot for their personalities' but its relevance is in the wild performance that followed. Their long hair was matted with sweat as they played as loudly as they could and with an abandon that was absent at The Forum. A well-drilled concert can often be substituted for a perfunctory politeness. It was as though The Forum was some sort of music 'library' where certain rules were to be observed. The occasions where they broke out of this mould, mainly with the biggest hits in the encore, were the times you saw the 'real' Dry the River. A confidence shone through and the audience's connection to a remembrance of earlier gigs they had probably attended was palpable.

Mr. Heckle called it. They are really good. They are undoubtedly a good band with a strong catalogue of songs with the ability to rock out or entrance. But 'good' also implies a certain anaemic quality. The heckle wasn't "you're fucking awesome". Everyone was on their best behaviour and that is not what brings the best out of the band.

Good is not to be snubbed though; individuals walking away from the venue or boarding the tube shared a collective slight deflation, not entirely of disappointment but of a job merely well done, not as breathless, bloodied and visceral as we might have longed for.