Showing posts with label The Buzzcocks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Buzzcocks. Show all posts

Tuesday, 5 March 2013

The Rhythm Festival 26th, 27th & 28th August.


Buzzcocks, Pretty Things & Steve Cropper star at The Rhythm Festivals new home.

The Rhythm Festival,  Old Wardens House, Biggleswade  26, 27, 28th August 2011. Photo by Dave Edwards.

The 6th  year of the Rhythm Festival and the first at it’s new home in Biggleswade promised a stellar line up of artists and despite a few teething problems, pretty much delivered.  We arrived on Friday in time to see Dodgy, the earlier downpour put us off venturing to see Hazel O’Conner who was well received by those that did brave it. It was the first time I’d seen Dodgy since they reformed with the original line up and though I found it a bit pedestrian in places, was great to hear the old classsics such as  Good Enough, In A Room and Staying Out For The Summer.  The Buzzcocks followed and quickly uped the ante with gems such as What Do I Get, Promises, Harmony In My Head, Ever Fallen In Love. You name it, it was there. Sadly for me I had to slope off before the end to DJ the Silent Disco at The Ronnie Barker Stage.  Silent Disco? I hear you ask and indeed that was my first question. Turned out not to be silent and it was never going to be Disco but a mix of Northern Soul, Ska and R&B was well received to party hardy revellers untill 2 in the morning.


Nigel Clark, Dodgy. Photo by Dave Edwards.
Steve Diggle, The Buzzcocks. Photo by Dave Edwards.
Pete Shelley, The Buzzcocks. Photo by Dave Edwards.
Saturday saw Slim Chance, Nick Lowe, Imelda May and Curved Air gracing the stages and I spent most of the time in the bar watching DJ Wheelie Bag entertain the bemused before I headed off to the Silent Disco, which this time was fully functional.  To answer the earlier question, a Silent Disco involves a set of wireless headphones and two djs playing through 2 channels which are transmitted to the headphones. The wearer can then choose what to listen too by the flick of a switch and dance away in their own world. Quite a bizarre feeling looking out over a busy dancefloor and hearing people singing along (mostly out of tune I might add!) but no music pumping out.  Over the back I could see an old scooter boy dancing to my ska records while next to him was a guy playing air guitar, obviously listening to DJ Lady Fantasy on the other channel. This was soon followed by much cheering around the room as I played Booker T's Green Onions.
DJing in The Silent Disco with a legend keeping an eye on proceedings. Photo courtesy of Claudia Elliott.
Sunday started off with Stone Foundation and From The Jam, who had their set cut short due to complaints from a wedding party taking place in a nearby field. Again the rain came down just as The Pretty Things took to the stage but it didn’t last long and they played a great set mixing mod classics such as Midnight To Six Man, Don't Bring Me Down and Come See Me with a selection from SF Sorrow and of course plenty of rip snorting R&B like Mona, Roadrunner and it wouldn't have been right without Bo Diddlys' Pretty Thing. For my money, The Pretty Things are still the best 60’s band out there, they're tight, powerful and full on and leave you wanting more. 
Dick Taylor, The Pretty Things. Photo by Dave Edwards.
The Pretty Things. Photo by Dave Edwards.
Nipped into the Alborne Stage to see Nine Below Zero who were delayed by over half an hour due to overcrowding as half the festival was trying to get in to see them. Once they started, it was the usual tight performance that you always get from NBZ, a mix of R&B covers, new recordings and old favourites,  Ridin’ On The L&N always a particular crowd pleaser. In hindsight, they should have been on the main stage but for those that got in, they witnessed a blinder.
Dennis Greaves, Nine Below Zero. Photo by Dave Edwards. 
Mark Feltham, Nine Below Zero. Photo by Dave Edwards.
 Caught a little of Wheelie Bag in the bar before heading out to see The Blockheads, still keeping the music of  Ian Dury alive, his former minder Derrick the Drawl doing a fine job on vocals and the effortless bass playing of Norman Watt-Roy is always a pleasure to watch. Again, they are a tight unit and get everybody singing along to all the hits.
Norman Watt-Roy, The Blockheads. Photo by Dave Edwards.
Derrick the Drawl, The Blockheads. Photo by Dave Edwards.
The Animals soon followed with John Steele still on drums and Micky Gallagher playing his second set of the day (first was with The Blockheads). All the hits were there, bass player and vocalist Pete Barton is quite a capable frontman but I feel that sometimes the history lessons take the edge off it for me. Still when you can pull an ace out of your sleeve in the shape of Steve Cropper, who am I to complain? Cropper added an edge and to witness a man responsible for so many great soul records up close was an honour for me. Time Is Tight, 636 5789, The Midnight Hour and Dock Of The Bay ensured the crowd were left happy. Which is just aswell as Toots & The Maytals took far too long to set up. So much so, we went and watched Apart From Rod with vocalist Jim Stapely sounding very good along with members of Rod Stewarts old backing band and song writers performing tracks such as Hot Legs etc. Back to Toots in time to see his daughter take to the stage for 2 numbers before the man himself finally entered the fray. By now the rain came down and the cold had began to take hold so we headed of to see DJ Wheelie Bags Aftershow party. Once past the over zealous door man, you were treated to a feast of fun involving giant balloons, elastic bands, lengths of string and the Stylophone Challenge, all in the hope of winning a glowing rubber ball, a set of juggling balls or a stick-on-moustache. Yep, the usual madness and the perfect way to round off the weekend.  Overall, the good far outweighed the bad and I look forward to next years festival when the niggles should have been ironed out. 
Pete Barton, The Animals. Photo by Dave Edwards.
Steve Cropper with The Animals. Photo by Dave Edwards.
Originally published on 2nd September 2011.

The Truth live at The Borderline 26th October 2012


They Just Can’t Seem To Stop! The Truth take a Step In The Right Direction back on the live stage.

At the tail end of 1982, Dennis Greaves split Nine Below Zero and formed The Truth, a clean cut pop soul band. If Nine Below Zero had musically been based in Chicago then The Truth had upped sticks and moved to Detroit, swapping blues for soul.  And 30 years after they were selling out the Marquee constantly, they reconvened a mere 5 streets away in The Borderline off Charing Cross Road for their 2nd gig this year, after their appearance on 5th May at 229 Great Portland Street with the original line up of Dennis Greaves, Mick Lister, Brian Bethell, Chris Skornia and Steve Phypers.


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Joei Supernova. Photo by Dave Edwards.
 Support for the night came from The Supernovas and the Holloway lads warmed the crowd up nicely with their spikey 21st century power pop.  Frontman Joei Silvester shoots his guitar at the audience ala Wilko Johnson and spits his lyrics out like a young Paul Weller while the rest of the band keep the pace with a clutch of riffs the Buzzcocks would be proud of.  Crowd pleased, job done and time for a well earned beer before the theme from Stingray drums up the audience as The Truth take to the stage to great applause. They start with From The Heart and right from the off the crowd are singing along, I look around and there’s a sea of smiling faces and for a moment I’m back in the Marquee all those years ago.
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Dennis Greaves. Photo by Dave Edwards.
Even Dennis Greaves seems a little overwhelmed at the welcome but leads the band straight into Love A Go Go before Mick Lister takes over vocal duties on Is There A Solution from the Playground album. All the favourites are there, debut single Confusion, follow up A Step In The Right Direction, Playground and I’m In Tune, all sounding as fresh as they did back in the day. The Truth built their reputation as a solid live act and did nothing to tarnish that reputation, getting the audience involved with Nothing’s Too Good For My Baby and the traditional set closer Just Can’t Seem To Stop. An encore was guaranteed and they came back for Everlasting Love and finished as always with a fine take on The Equals I Get So Excited.  It may have taken a couple of years to get this gig on but I can honestly say it was well worth it and judging by the reaction of the band as well as the audience, I think we can safely say it won’t be so long before we get see The Truth live again.
Dennis Greaves and Mick Lister in tune! Photo by Dave Edwards.
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With Mick Lister and Mark Notton. Photo by Dave Edwards.

Originally published on 31st October 2012.