Well, lets be honest it was never going to be Slipknot was it? The Corrs arena friendly take on Irish folk and wafer light rock is about as dangerous as a Blue Peter special on lace making. The only masks this lot wear are the nearly identical, easy on the eye, butter wouldn't melt innocent ones that naturally adorn their faces. Plus there's Jim as well.
Tonight's show is in aid of the Prince's trust and his Highness Mr. Windsor gives us a wave from his box just before the show gets underway. The standing ovation he receives for his mere presence somewhat upstages the band's entrance. With everyone back and firmly rooted in their seats they file onstage to an under a barrage of flashing lights and before you know it are racing through their crowd pleasing 'Best Of' set.
The hits come thick and fast with 'Give Me A Reason', 'Irresistible' and 'What Can I Do To Make You Love Me?' all out of the way early on, but strangely there seems to be a distinct lack of atmosphere or the slightest sense of occasion. Andrea skips and twirls around the stage and implores everyone to have a great evening and let their hair down but is ignored. That is, until they go back to their roots.
Once their stadium ceilidh gets underway, with the fiddle and penny whistle doing battle, the audience finally get up to jig along. The rest of the band's set featuring 'Runaway', 'Breathless' and 'So Young' is as polished and airbrushed as you'd expect, but again it's the Irish stompers that get by far and away the best reaction, one bringing the house down for their finale.
More M&S than S&M, The Corrs exude the sort of ultra professional coffee table niceness that A&R men would gladly die for. Their live show is light on thrills and spills but reproduces their recorded works in an identical fashion perfectly. It's basically the chance to hear those CDs usually reserved for playing in the Volvo in a grand hall with a bit of eye candy. Still, it was all for a good Corrs (sorry).
