stupid blues
We found the term stupid blues in 16 articles.
The searing heat inside the Refectory is only made more intolerable by the 5 minute fire alarm that kicks the night off.
Never saw it myself, but full Brucey bonus points for the transformation of the Fav. Once noted for its triple Moldovan vodka's that were a liver defying £1.50, it made a great host for Saturday's inaugural Bad Sneakers.
It's a wet Monday night in Leeds and the Swedes are here to rock us, alright! As steam rises off the unfortunates who have queued in the misery outside, winter blues are quickly vanished by the arrival of punk rockers Sahara Hotnights.
This is the second time I have seen Gallo and I like them more every time. The female duo have a lot of talent between them and use guitar and saxophone to produce some lovely funky, jazzy, blusey medleys, topped off with an angelic, but strong voice that you have to notice.
The Ebb are about to reach make or break time. Ball-busting, tribally triumphant drums soundtrack the band's rock and Borrell swagger onstage, the supremely confident singer causally sauntering across the pit before thrashing himself into a Columbia sized riff.
Jon Gomm @ Love Apple (Bradford)
I think we all know the story by now. A young sprightly reviewer who has never seen Jon Gomm before sits himself down and waits in anticipation.
Kava Kava are a real band doing clubs and festivals with total commitment to the music they love. It's acid funk and it's live on stage with pounding drums, big guitar and wah wah pedals.
Jon Gomm @ The Junction (Otley)
I couldn't miss the chance to see Jon Gomm in a remote pub in Otley, just far enough away from the rowdy bars in Leeds.
d-koy have hair that has not been seen since Hundred Reasons first graced the stage all those years ago.
Once again the well is full. The crowd seems slightly different from usual, there's a definite glitzy glamour and expensive smell about them.
What do you do when none of your mates will go to a gig with you? When Jon Gomm is on the bill, you go on your own!
I remember the first time I saw Jon play live - it must be going on three years ago in the Packhorse I think, quite a gangly fellow I thought, bit of a Goth maybe, would he start singing about powder paint and lipstick and have a big moan?
This was the most treacherous, cold, icy night so far this winter. Fell over on the way to work. How lame is that?
The Twilight Singers: Blackberry Belle
So you start off as a crazy youth with point blank attitude and more guts than sense. You play in stupid venues and say yes to everything and anything, including a name to die with: "Afghan Whigs".
9 Years ago I had the pleasure of seeing Adrian Legg performing in Manchester, a gig which changed my view of the acoustic guitar.
Sometimes Annalee would venture into town to see live music in venues she'd never been to before... Time to reassess?