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Paolo is on tour all summer! Check out the tour dates below to see if he's coming to a city near you!
JUNE
08 - Waldbuhne - Berlin, Germany (Supporting P!nk) -
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09 - Vega - Copenhagen, Denmark -
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11 - Stadtpark Freilichtbuehne - Hamburg, Germany -
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12 - Tradgarn - Gotenburg, Sweden -
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13 - Rockefeller - Oslo, Norway -
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15 - Meltdown Festival - London, UK -
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JULY
07 - Open Air Arena - Vienna, Austria -
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08 - Stadion - Linz, Austria (Supporting Pink) -
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10 - T in The Park, Balado - Perth and Kinross, UK -
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11 - Oxegen Festival - County Kildare, Ireland -
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13 - The Eden Sessions - The Eden Project -
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14 - The Eden Sessions - The Eden Project -
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16 - Piazza Castello - Udine, Italy -
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17 - Piazza Castello - Ferrara, Italy -
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18 - Cavea Auditorium - Rome, Italy -
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20 - Lucca Summer Festival - Lucca, Italy -
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21 - MJF Arena Civica - Milan, Italy -
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22 - Circus Krone - Munich, Germany -
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24 - Paleo Festival - Nyon, Switzerland -
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Paolo Nutini
Royal Festival Hall, London
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Tim Adams
guardian.co.uk
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A wonderful bunch of guys ... Paolo Nutini at Meltdown 2010. Photograph: Harry Herd/WireImage.com
Paolo Nutini
channels more voices than the late Doris Stokes, and all of them were present at this one-off concert for Meltdown. The singer, still only 23, began inflected with Ray Charles, took in along the way in no particular order Bob Marley, Otis Redding, various blind Mississippi bluesmen, gestured toward Pete Seeger and the Proclaimers, and ended up in Spanish Harlem. It is a tribute to his own remarkable vocal possibilities that he can carry all of this off, and still sound just like himself. As somebody once said of Clive James, Nutini is a wonderful bunch of guys.
Backed by his irrepressible horn trio he sometimes seemed at pains to deliver several concerts all at once. Later this week Meltdown curator Richard Thompson will attempt 1,000 Years of Popular Music in 90 minutes or so. Nutini threatened to get there in a fraction of the time. The singing accent most often wanders from his native Livi Road in Paisley in the direction of the Caribbean – at times he sounds more Jamaican than Lord Kitch fresh off Windrush boat – but what he sacrifices in authenticity he makes up for in audacity.
He is, along the way, also capable of moments of proper intimacy. Candy is an otherworldly sound of infatuation, and his rendering of These Streets his delicate song of English exile, trembled with easy pathos. Nutini can't stay sombre for long, though. His patter tends to be less understandable than his patois – even the St Andrews cross bearing bravehearts were straining to catch his mumbled observations. Nobody seemed to mind much, though. Nutini has long learned that there is charm in inarticulacy. One phrase we did catch was "This is a song for upbeat people …" It might have applied to anything in the whole set. Even when he launched into "It takes a worried man to sing a worried song" Nutini gave every appearance of being the happiest man in the world, or certainly the sunniest Scot.
Live: Paolo Nutini
Verdict: ****
Albert Ball: Paulo Nutini
By John Earls , 11/04/2010
A CELEBRATION gig to mark the end of touring for last year's Sunny Side Up, and Paolo knows how to get a crowd partying.
Before first song 10/10, fans are already out of their seats singing along to his intro music - Can't Take My Eyes Off You by Andy Williams - and the carnival mood stays for the next 100 minutes.
A teenager when he hit No 1 in 2006 with debut album These Streets, back then Paolo was just another singer relying on his looks and riding on the success of James Blunt.
Rejecting that safe path, he went nuts on Sunny Side Up, a platinum-selling album of crazy blues, Cajun rhythms and obscure vocals.
There are 13 in the backing band but, to paraphrase Andy Williams, you can't take your eyes off Paolo.
Dancing hunched over so he looks desperate for a pee, his Scottish accent between songs is so broad he makes Rab C Nesbitt sound posh.
But Paolo's got charisma to spare.
The same unpredictability applies to how he treats his songs, whether it's stripping down hit ballad Last Request or mixing Benny Hill Show music into the swinging Pencil Full Of Lead.
With the public embracing his apparently bizarre choices, it's no surprise he's always grinning and saying thank you. Well, we think that's what he's saying.
It makes you wonder whatever happened to James Blunt anyway.
http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/entertainment/Music-gigs/778382/Live-Paolo-Nutini.html
Paolo Nutini
Royal Albert Hall, London
Paolo Nutini might not be seen as cool or authentic, but he's certainly a dab hand at channelling vintage musical genre
Sunday 11 April 2010
Paolo Nutini at the Albert Hall: ‘The crowd faintly thrums with the desire to mother him.’ Photograph: Gus Stewart/ Redferns
It's instructive to see
Paolo Nutini
, the Italo-Scottish object of so much female desire, kicking off the first of two performances at the Royal Albert Hall. Wearing lived-in black jeans and a plaid shirt that's just a little too small for him, Nutini bends double over his microphone stand and growls, as though an impoverished sharecropper's upbringing had left him with scoliosis, and a lifetime of bad living had landed him with syphilitic renal failure. The crowd faintly thrums with the desire to mother him. By contrast, men are a little more circumspect. "I fucking hate Paolo Nutini," tweeted Labour parliamentary prospect Stuart MacLennan recently – a refreshing attitude, perhaps, but, on balance, a little harsh (and rash – MacLennan was sacked on Friday for over-zealous tweeting).
The first song is "10/10", a lilting reggae confection that recalls Toots and the Maytals, and what it may sorely lack in cool, it makes up for in audacity and warmth. Nutini seems blissfully unaware that 23-year-olds from Paisley are not supposed to affect the manner and cadences of wizened reggae old-timers. It has also clearly not occurred to him that aping Otis Redding might be an undertaking open to ridicule. Then again, it probably didn't occur to the young Van Morrison either. Nutini has some considerable distance to go before he makes an Astral Weeks, but having begun his pop life as a wipe-clean matinee idol, he has neatly side-stepped those wearisome James Blunt and James Morrison comparisons of late.
Nutini's second album, last year's Sunny Side Up, found the Paisley pin-up thumbing his nose at the slickness of his successful debut, These Streets, and immersing himself in old-time sounds – soul, reggae, folk, bluegrass, ragtime. His major-label handlers were less than keen, but Nutini was vindicated – amply so. Sunny Side Up has sold more than a million copies. Tonight his live band are abetted by a suited'n'booted brass section, the Horns of Thunder, as boisterous and eager as young squirrels. Intriguingly, the Steve Bentley-Kline string quartet gently pluck their accompaniment to "High Hopes", rather than strangling it in chords. Bongos and ukulele complete the picture of a band that is showy without always being irredeemably obvious.
After an auspicious start, though, knee-jerk big-band high jinking takes over. The lead guitarist pulls "rock" faces, as though the act of playing guitar involved passing a kidney stone. There is a lot of larking about, swapping hats; various guitarists sing their backing vocals while leaning against each other, suggesting Nutini's band are fully aware of their need to entertain in the most time-honoured way. "I work for the NHS," notes my neighbour approvingly, "and that is just what I need after a day's work."
With his soul revue brass and his vintage voice, it must be an eternal mystery to Nutini why Amy Winehouse is considered credible and he isn't. Both grew up in households where old soul was the default musical setting. Preternaturally weather-beaten pipes run through their skinny young frames. They are both partial to a bit of skanking. Tonight, Nutini's cover of John Holt's "Riding for a Fall", for instance, is rueful, woozy and pitch-perfect.
The answer isn't as simple as the lack of a beehive, or a drug habit. You could gripe about the perceived authenticity gap in a Scottish kid making like a soul man, but the issue of authenticity is never as straightforward as it appears. The past 75 years of popular music have taught us repeatedly that you don't have to be a syphilitic sharecropper to sing the blues. The last time I saw Paolo Nutini live, he was fronting Bill Wyman's Rhythm Kings, warming up for Led Zeppelin at the Ahmet Ertegün tribute concert. Ertegün had signed Nutini to Atlantic in a flurry of praise.
But over the course of an hour and a half at the Albert Hall, Nutini channels vintage genres like an Amazon conveyor belt at Christmas. His songs are full of warmth but become plastic in bulk. Crucially, perhaps, Nutini's love for the old-timers does not dovetail logically into musical ambition, or originality. There are regular feints towards Bob Dylan, while Nutini's default soul fetish quickly accommodates percolating country romps and Scots-Irish folk forms. Curiously, he sings everything as though he had grown up in Jamaica rather than the central Lowlands.
There is absolutely no excuse, either, for the comedy bluegrass of "Funky Cigarette", a live favourite about smoking a spliff that ends with Nutini attempting to inhale the microphone. "Pencil Full of Lead" is a Carry On rock'n'roll parody of sexual longing, featuring a tuba. You can't blame Nutini for the fact that our exit after a three-song encore is soundtracked by Bob Marley's "Exodus" – has any crowd ever looked less like Jah people? – but it is typical of his take on vintage sounds: full of references and signifiers, but lacking in lasting significance.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2010/apr/11/paolo-nutini-albert-hall-review
The free show was sponsored by KPRI for its listeners who picked up free tickets from locations around San Diego. Fresh from Coachella, Paolo and his band played an outdoor set in Del Mar Plaza which overlooked the beach. It was the perfect day and really reminds me of why i love San Diego so much.
Playing a 9 song set of mostly new material, Paolo went off the set list playing a few extra songs for the increasing crowd that had gathered. The new songs sounded a lot more folky and featured a greater variety of instrumentation than his debut record These Streets . His band included the addition of a harmonica and sax player. I’ve always been impressed by his soulful voice especially on the slower numbers like “Last Request” but it is clear with the new material that he’s heading in a away from the rock/ pop direction.

Set List
Alloway Grove High Hopes Candy Growing Up Beside You New Shoes Pencil Full of Lead Coming Up Easy Down in Mexico Jenny Don’t Be Hasty
05:56 PM PT, Apr 18 2009
It's hard to fault anyone's impulse to trot out Sly & the Family Stone's "I Want to Take You Higher" in a festival setting, especially one like Coachella where much of the teen and twentysomething audience is exhibiting a curious nostalgia about the hippie culture of their parents or even grandparents by way of tie-dyed everything.
But Scottish rocker Paolo Nutini lost the charm he'd created early in his main-stage set Saturday afternoon by abandoning the jug-band-rooted folk for a more conventional rock 'n' soul amalgam.
Fans were bouncing happily to such endearing pop throwbacks as "High Hopes," built on a gossamer blend of ukulele and harmonica.
He's got that field practically to himself, at least in Indio this weekend. He ought to run with it.
-- Randy Lewis
http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/music_blog/2009/04/nutini-veers-toward-the-conventional.html
Den 18. april indtog Paolo scenen på Coachella i Califonien.  "After successfully returning to her (excellent, Stevie Wonder-esque) band, she wrapped things up with "Tell Me 'Bout It," then yielded the stage to the second uncannily old soul to stand in that space, 22 year old Scotsman Paolo Nutini, who inexplicably sings music that can best be described as "Americana." I missed another one of my favorite bands to see this kid -- sorry, Drive-By Truckers -- and I'm so glad I did: He's got a weathered voice that's occasionally reminiscent of Kelly Joe Phelps in its cracked beauty, and led his (also excellent) band through everything from Dixieland swing to straight-up soul, throwing in a couple ukelele-driven tracks for fun. (ukelele! from a non-Brushfire Records artist! weird!) Nutini also laid down the best song of the day (that I heard), a totally legit cover of Sly and the Family Stone's "I Want to Take You Higher," with his harmonica player lending extra muscle to the horn section and all the boom-lacka-lacka-lackas anyone could want. Glorious." http://music-mix.ew.com/2009/04/coachella-mia-k.html    Her er set listen for intimkoncerten for de 400 udvalgte den 7. april 2009 på Wilton’s Music Hall London: Medly: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fbrvpvK98ggComing Up Easy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQvf-bDGrH0 
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