Showing posts with label Aldershot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aldershot. Show all posts

Thursday, 14 August 2014

XII Boar - Truck Stop Baby

Local heroes XII Boar released this ltd edition 7" back in May signalling their new direction, in which American Road Rock gets rinsed through Brit Greaser R'n'R! It was a helluva gear change but I've only just noticed that there was a bloody vid! So-
They also do some of the damnedest merch extant.
For gentlemen it's 'Shake That Booty'
and for ladies it's 'Nun'
It's all over here- http://xiiboar.bigcartel.com/products
They are recording their debut album as I type, coming off the back of a special guest spot with Crowbar! (Them not me)
Then it'll be back to kickin' butts live-



Sunday, 1 June 2014

The Magic Band - The West End Centre Aldershot 31st May 2014

Captain Beefheart was a painter who loved the Blues. He imagined a new music through his painterly mind, and drilled The Magic Band to be able to play it. That involved not playing how musicians normally play, and not thinking like it either. He appears, like all driven originals, to have been a difficult taskmaster and The Magic Band went through a lot of lineup changes over the years. Commercial success evaded them (I believe the band members never saw a cent from any of this) despite the fact that they were clearly light years ahead of contemporaries (I always recommend that you listen to a track from the Stones and Zeppelin from any given year and then listen to a Magic Band track. Much as I love the former - they're just beginners compared with what the Cap was imagining and what his band were doing with those visions). A string of bad luck, bad timing, bad deals...well, bad everything for years through the 70's beat them up real bad. And then there was an incredible late flowering of 3 stunning albums before Beefheart called it a day and returned to California to paint. By this time everyone in bands had realised that everyone else in bands had been massively influenced by this band - EVERYONE!
Sorry about the pre-amble but I became aware last night that quite a few of the audience didn't know the music, and had come out of curiosity and respect. That is wonderful, because what I'm trying to put across is that there was no one Magic Band. There were many different line-ups. Each had different biases and skills and brought something new to the Captains music. So what do we have this time? The genuinely legendary rhythm section of John 'Drumbo' French and Mark 'Rockette Morton' Boston. Except John, who has spent years putting this together (more bad luck) can nail Beefhearts vocs so he is doing that + harp + soprano sax + hat! On acid/slide guitar they have Denny 'Feelers Rebo' Walley the genius who co-helmed the late flowering albums (whilst also playing with Frank Zappa and Tom Waits!!!). And then we have the new boys Eric Klerks on guitar and Andrew Niven percussion (drums really does not do him justice) and they are extremely important here because this ain't no tribute band. This is the NEW Magic Band and they are magnificent.
Ok I have to mention one other person that's important here. The Captain. There is a chance that his absence now is significant because, while his incredible music remains, his oppressive off-stage character has gone. and that has resulted in these lovely fellows having fun. I saw them before, during, and after the gig. Their manner (even their clothes) didn't change for the whole day. How they are on stage, is exactly how they are off stage...they are having fun and it pours through the music. At the soundcheck they were trying to ascertain how long they could play for. Not how short, but how long!!! Remember they are in the middle of a gruelling UK tour and some of these men are not young. It was like they were negotiating for how long they could keep the onstage party going.
I'm going to struggle with describing the gig so I'll just throw shapes like the good cap'n did. The first set was really funky - I've never noticed that before. Eric Klerks, I subsequently found, is from New Orleans and it's that southern fish fry funk that was bubblin' through. Also a friend pointed out that Mark Boston plays bass (the current axe was only acquired three days ago, I hasten to add) with the fluidity and bounce of dub reggae! It's a really good point - if you slowed his playing right down. So we're talking grooves. I am currently sporting 2 injured ankles and a dodgy knee but even I was boogieing. Their snake-sliding desert blues is a given. John French is incredible out front. He has his own separate little sound system because he's singing, doing the odd dances, wailing on the harp and blasting free jazz on the sax. He also has a neat trick going with Andrew Niven where they swap over on percussion without missing a beat so that the drummer keeps changing mid-song! Technically incredible. At the end of the first set they did Kandy Korn which is one of my favourite pieces of music. It starts with native American mysticism; goes into a boogie and then there is a second passage where the guitars become dreams and smoke in a style that New York minimalists used. So no pressure on Mr Klerks then! He absolutely ruled it, putting in his own little jazz-inflected runs and making it his own. It brought the place down. In fact every time they went into improvised passages the crowd went mad.
The band then have about 20mins chatting to the people. They were knocked out to find that a 14 year old girl was attending her first gig! Talk about setting the bar high. Anyway photos were taken with the band and a poster was signed (not just signed, but with messages and thanks) I saw her afterwards still clinging to that poster.
Ok second set, and this is where I lost it. John French seemed to be checking the drum kit as people were drifting back in, but this morphed into a jaw-dropping solo - at times it sounded like two drummers playing in different rhythms! Then the band launched into free jazz for 2 or 3 numbers including the best 'Hair Pie bake 1' I have ever heard. It was like these 5 guys suddenly became Sun Ra's Arkestra! Every Denny Walley solo from then on was an acid rock take on slide - absolutely blistering. He also did something with the slide which sounded like a chain of effects - but I was stood right in front of him and it was just the string and the slide - no tricks! Rock, Boogie, Jazz, Poetry, Avant-Garde, Funk, Modern Classical, Dub, Free Improvisation, Humour, Blues, Art, Mysticism, an imagined American spirit. This was about 15 different concerts all taking place at the same time but with different time signatures. Quantum Mechanics made sound :-)
My abiding memory will be the JOY though. The band are loving this incarnation. The audience loved every twist and turn - and these guys have more of those than a snake on a boiling dune.

The rest of the tour is here - don't miss them!
http://magicband.org/tour/
P.S. I absolutely have to mention the sound. The sound engineer at the West End Centre likes her anonymity so I can't mention names, but the Band DID mention at the soundcheck how superb the sound was. Then in the second set they insisted on repeating this and having the whole audience applaud her. And THEN after the encores John French marched straight off the stage to thank her again personally! A testimony to how lovely this band is and the world class quality of this venue in Aldershot.
P.P.S. There is now a link to some superb film of the gig in the comments section. My thanks to Clint Walker (who I now realise I was stood next to for the entire second set!)

Sunday, 6 April 2014

Blackbeard's Tea Party - The West End Centre Aldershot - 5th April 2014

Still recovering from this one. I'd heard their reputation for a good live show but DANG! Ok firstly I've gotta say they are a lovely bunch. Interested, interesting, affable - well I won't embarrass them too much but I really, really liked them when I met them in the afternoon. I've also played tracks from their current album in my shows, and love that as well. They're pegged as folk-rock but what caught my ear was fusion; prog-rock and shredding so be in no doubt these people are seriously good musicians with major league chops.
BUT what makes them so good live is that they put on a show! A real all dancing; all-singing show. The stage is split into 3 areas. On the right we have the rock-zone - awesome fusion bass-behemoth with staggeringly immense access to pedals and effects - none of which he actually needs - shredder on guitar (who very graciously gave me a quick guided tour of his whammy pedal). They do choreographed status quo type dancing while peeling off incredible riffs and licks. Stage centre is the percussion section (no drummer) - two fellas on an array of stuff who set up this incredible sort of 'jungle clatter' that powers the ensemble along. I'm not being flippant - it's a hell of a trick and posits this lot in a strange sort of club music zone. Finally, on the left we have...well...violin, melodian, glamour, and an absolutely hilarious frontman. He'd won the audience over with his opening line and then just got funnier and funnier as the evening went on! He also inhabits two worlds simultaneous as, while he is clearly on stage with Blackbeard's Tea Party, he also appears to be in a Euro-disco circa 1978 dancing to a Daniele Baldelli set! I can't find any footage which really does them justice (their live sound is way more raucous than it appears to be on youtube), but here they are building up a head of steam. Note how they create those 3 areas, and that there is always something going on visually...

You thought I was making it up didn't you? By the way 4 part harmony vocals (which you know I love) as well. I wasn't supposed to be at the gig but having seen their soundcheck I had to negotiate being able to stay for their first set. 45mins seemed to pass in 3mins! Ok here they are with a favourite of mine. You also get a sample of the brilliant frontman patter; that Daniele Baldelli set kicking in at about the 4:00 mark; and those gorgeous harmonies at 4:58...

Special mention for the last two tracks of the set. The penultimate one was where they deployed the chops - all sorts of syncopation, fusion, and shredding from all of them - it brought the place down. Last track was a quiet closer but I detected some New York minimalist action creeping in (and a beautiful violin solo by the way) - not what you'd expect from folk rock.
They're on tour now - but booking more dates so here's a link to their website where the gigs will all be listed. DON'T MISS THEM.
Oh you can also get their latest album there as well
 

Thursday, 20 March 2014

The Adventures of Alvin Sputnik - Aldershot - West End Centre 2nd April

It's a show about a tiny fella with a huge heart, who has to venture to the underworld at the bottom of the ocean to find his dead wife's lost soul, and try and save...everything. It's toured the world and been awarded every accolade.  Not suitable for under-10's but to children of all other ages it is magical.

Wednesday, 19 February 2014

Chris Wood - None the Wiser

Right this is brilliant. If you don't know this guy just take a few minutes to travel through the contemporary horror of market-town england with him...

Not surprisingly this is up for Best Original Song at the 2014 Radio 2 Folk Awards. I have wanted to write about Chris for a while now but couldn't get a handle on why. Now I know - the folk ghetto, whilst well-meaning, have got to let him go. Release him for the rest of the world to hear. He's one of the great singer-songwriters, up there with the Bobs, Neils, Crosbys and Jonis. Check this out (and notice how his whole body gets involved)...

"If we've done our best, we'll be ready for the rest, we'll just close our eyes and let go."
Part of my smalltown notoriety stems from my having missed every gig he has played for well over a decade now! He played The West End Centre in Aldershot on Valentines Night and I missed him again, BUT I was at his soundcheck this time and it's that, that I want to address, because it was astonishing. He's found a place. A new place. For the music to go. Or rather - where he can take it, or where it can take him. And I got to witness him trying to go there! On his own, in an empty hall. I don't know how much of this is conscious or not but he played and played and much was discussed between songs (Captain Beefheart & The Magic Band, pocket knives, Dave Grohl and that Soundboard, The Pretty Things, Wittgenstein, Blue Oyster Cult, William Blake, and lots and lots of musings about music) and all the time he was searching for something. He played and struggled. The music is incredible by the way, but that's because he's a master craftsman, it's a given. But what he was trying to do was use those skills and musings to get to that new area. And he did, twice. It's the sort of place ecstatic jazz approaches, but it's not jazz, and it's not folk. It's not American - it is very very english. But he wasn't content with that. He said something like "I can't find the magic"...so on he went, on stage, off stage, back stage. Thinking, playing, discussing. And then the third time was the one for me, he played Jerusalem! I'll post a version but it is warm. The one he played was deathly cold. A very tired man, in an empty hall, in a very tired and rundown place...nailed all of that in a beautiful mausoleum made out of sound. I'm not convinced he even noticed. Then I had to leave 

Don't miss him. Tour dates and albums here-
http://chriswoodmusic.co.uk/

Sunday, 2 February 2014

The Pretty Things - The West End Centre Aldershot 1st February 2014

We had been joking about drugging them and stealing all of their equipment. How we (didn't) laugh when they actually turned up with a mouthwatering selection of vintage amps, priceless vintage guitars and drums. Apart from the leads/cables, everything on stage was from the early 60's (including 3/5ths of the band), and cumulatively worth more than my home! A very likable bunch of chaps, and off stage they dress like the heaviest grease rockers you've ever seen. The start of the gig itself was odd, they just shambled on, had a minor row and, in passing, mentioned who they were! The most modest start to a set I've seen - given what was to follow. The black jacket and tie look suggests one of those bands who haunt the chicken-in-a-basket circuit with their faded glories...WRONG! What we actually got was (deep breath) Weapons-grade garage rock band, in love with Bo Diddley, who rocked harder than the others, but matured so much faster...Raw garage rock brit r'n'b boom beat thuggishness flowering into beautiful acid rock guitar solos....pounding rockers twisting and turning into psychedelics...bliss-outs located somewhere between San Fran royalty (think Quicksilver Messenger Service) and Sonic Youthness...Onstage grouchiness and good-natured cheap-shots flying...they can still sing so 3-part harmonies in those lovely songs or Phil roaring out the rockers...very muscular acoustic blues section with great slide playing...Harp - imagine an acid rock guitarist arting out on harmonica...The young guns in the rhythm section dropping into all sorts of rhythmic tricks and traps and syncopation, every time the bass player swung around to look at the drummer you knew something fresh was gonna appear in the engine room - great way of keeping an old act fresh without interfering with the original genius...some Electric Banana...oh, a Bass Amp with it's own gravitational pull...

Then, near the end of the main set (of course there were encores) Phil makes an aside, and you suddenly realise their ages, and that 3 men in their late 60's just played the best R'n'R gig you've ever seen.

Two abiding images afterwards. A member of the West End Centre crew, who shall remain anonymous Neil, being handed a holy grail Fender Strat and becoming rooted to the spot with awe...for ages ha ha. And a guy on crutches hurtling past me waving a poster for autographs and yelling, by way of explanation "I've loved them since 1964, where's the drummer, he's the only one I haven't got yet" as he clattered off into the distance.

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

twothirtytwo - All I Want For Christmas is You

Not at all what you'll be expecting. Psychosis, despair and a wormhole to a silver seam of redemption...

...maybe. Aldershotians, don't forget this (and I've heard that the wonderful Wildeflower have been added to the bill)
 

Wednesday, 13 November 2013

Female Gothic - Dyad Productions - West End Centre, Aldershot 13.11.13

As usual I have to try and write about this production without ruining the stories and surprises. A huge rug; a leather armchair; a side table and candle stick holder. Suddenly from the murk a Victorian woman manifests to tell some tales. They are dark...horrific, as was the fashion then. This is a celebration of the female gothic novelists, so guess who doesn't come out of this looking too good chaps? Vanity, hubris, callousness, wrecklessness, weakness, stupidity and all of those other traits we know so well are laid out before us. Anyway, little by little, and courtesy of superb light and sound design everything starts to become a little unhinged. The actress has multiple personalities - she slips between phantasy and reality, innocence and blame, male and female, love and self-loathing, belief and disbelief...and the ostensibly simple staging is cast adrift from a Victorian fireside storytelling session - sunk by heavy, slate-grey sepulchral guilt, dread, seasickness and then drowned in DOOM. When the storyteller is with us, she paints the pictures with her body movements...there's nothing there; between beliefs; but in that void she is there, and drags the scenes with her as she dances through the horror (the laboratory scene, in particular, was incredible). Just stepping off the rug becomes significant...
I've been hearing good things about Rebecca Vaughan for a year or two now, and it's all true - don't miss her.
Forthcoming dates are here, but Aldershot - their productions have been rolling through the West End Centre for years now. Just sayin'
 

Thursday, 31 October 2013

Shield Your Eyes - Reach

I have been meaning to do a bit in the show about Stef/Shield Your Eyes/Gnats Clit for YEARS! I'm reasonably certain that Stef is a genius, but it's very difficult to explain why. Imagine that America never existed; that blues was coughed up in the fields of England centuries ago; that Aldershot is Englands Detroit, and that The West End Centre is the Grande Ballroom. Add (William Burroughs-style) Pirates; tarmac those fields; move up to the present...Now imagine what a timeless music, wearing a doublet and hose, might emerge from that mess?


This is the new album. It is INCREDIBLE.
The doggerel I just wrote really does this no justice damnit
UPDATE -
REACH TOUR
14.11.13 - Wharf Chambers, Leeds
15.11.13 - Maguires Pizza, Liverpool
16.11.13 - Chameleon, Nottingham
17.11.13 - the Victoria, London
18.11.13 - book us
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20.11.13 - Gaztetxea, Getaria
21.11.13 - Arrebato, Zaragoza
22.11.13 - la Residencia, Valencia
23.11.13 - la Faena II, Madrid
24.11.13 - Barcelona
25.11.13 - book us
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27.11.13 - the Black Sheep, Montpellier
28.11.13 - book us
29.11.13 - Triperie, Lyon
30.11.13 - l'Appart Café, Reims
01.12.13 - Espace B, Paris
02.12.13 - Cowley Club, Brighton
03.12.13 - Tamesis boat, London

Saturday, 5 October 2013

Welcome The Howling Tones -

If you can get to The West End Centre in Aldershot tonight this gig is highly recommended - Heavy Grooves will abound
See ya there!

Tuesday, 1 October 2013

Stephen Mottram - The Seed Carriers - The West End Centre - Aldershot

I had to stop the video after a few seconds because I could not believe my eyes! By all accounts that has been a common reaction. Artist, Craftsman, Sorceror? This show has toured the world hoovering up awards and astonishment wherever it has been performed, and I'm going to see it this month in the only UK performance this year- in The West End Centre in Aldershot. YES! So excited... 


 
there's a post show chat including the puppets/automata/animata as well!
 
http://www.stephenmottram.com/home.html

DO NOT miss this video, and if you can get to Aldershot 17th October for the performance...well you'd be a fool to miss this wouldn't you?