Devilish Presley Tour Diary - Glasgow Pivo Pivo - 20/04/12

GLASGOW

 Friday 20th April 

 Pivo Pivo.

We left London at 7-30pm on thursday evening heading for Stoke, and as we stopped to get some fuel I saw a black Range Rover with tinted windows and the number plate MI5 I SPY - it "must" have been James Bond surely? Or a berk....?

We stayed in a place called "StokeTalke" which sounds like an "Olde Worlde Radio Showe" where everyone phones in and talks about Manglewurzels and shrubs. The "Stoke Talke Little Cheffe was Closde" Harpo was delighted with his sofa-bed but as usual with Travelodge because we had a dog with us were downgraded from 3rd class to "fucked up shit class".Big hole in one wall, water stains on the ceiling, bootmarks on the bed - the usual (before we arrived I hasten to add).

Set off about midday Friday and the weather was mental, sunshine, shower, sunshine, shower....As we got up near Carlisle the scenery started to get more impressive and the clouds were doing their best "biblical sky" kind of thing. Stopped at a services surrounded by rolling hills, sunshine in one direction, evil black clouds in another and lots of mist. Harpo was heard to mumble "fuck me this is a BIG park!"

We arrived outside Pivo Pivo at 5-30 pm and I loaded in while Jacqui sat like a spider waiting to pounce on the parking spot right outside the venue. Pivo is situated right near Glasgow’s main station and the area is how shall I put it “vibrant” at night time. Parking space acquired, gear set up and sound engineer sorted THEN our mate Meester Mainy arrived looking very dapper like a cross between Clockwork Orange and a Parisian Beatnik all tooled up for the Parisian riots in 1968. Mainy paid me upfront an example to all and a feat shared by some of the bikers we have played for in the past. I said hello to Kel and was introduced to Pauline & Claire. Everything ran like Clockwork (Orange) and all the bands were on time and there was no fucking about.

We set up the merch and I have to say a special thanks to Lorna (who arrived looking glam in leopard skin) who took over whilst we were feeding Harpo and continued to do the merch’ during the night. Many times in the course of the night she handed me money and said “CD & T-shirt” in her cool Glaswegian accent. Thanks mate.

Melisa Kelly & The Harmless Thieves were on first and were a really pleasant surprise to me. Melisa has an amazing voice, Jacqui came up to me and said “she sounds like Stevie - Stevie Vann Jac’s vocal coach – who also has an amazing range and power. Melisa could earn a fortune doing sessions but does her own songs which are great.

Mainy was sitting out on the stairs for a great deal of the time (Pivo is a basement) and I kept popping out to chat with him, on one of these occasions I met Homesick Aldo (Alan Smith) who was the next on the bill. Aldo was every bit as good as I was expecting blowing up a one man storm on his harmonica, playing minimal drums and blues-wailing. Unlike some wannabe blues guys Aldo opts for the Johnny Thunders meets Slim Harpoimage and sound and was terrific.

More folks were arriving all the time and I met long time fan and friend Lisa M and had some photos taken with her and sister Pauline M & their friend “DP first timer” Joanne who was a party on legs!!. This is one of the perks of the job.  Also caught up with my mate Antony Crimson Black (who we stayed with in Whitby last year) who made it to the gig after a very long drive from Sheffield!

And then there were The Coffins fronted by the dude Joe Bone. Now I was lucky enough to see Glasgow’s finest son Alex Harvey and I can think of no higher praise than to say there were distinct echoes of SAHB here, maybe it was the vocals & accent, maybe it was the bank robbers balaclava or the excellent band (the bass player was superb) but whatever I loved these guys. “Get into the Coffins before you die” wise words indeed!

Then we were on and it was a such great crowd. Fucking excellent gig. Mainy did us proud at The Barfly in 2008 and he did it again, thank you so much mate.

A bit of a hectic rush to pack up and get out....Lisa M asked if she could help me pack up because she quite rightly felt we should have some roadies (so do I but I can’t afford them). Lisa I have to say the next day when we went to set up the stand for the flag it literally fell to pieces – no worries we sorted it out – and you have got the job!!

A few more photos outside and it was all over – apparently there had been mayhem earlier in the evening around the venue – Jacqui saw a large group of people hitching a ride on a garbage truck and a big fight – but we got some deep fried pizza and wished we could rewind the night and do it all over again. Maybe we will!!

Just got a short and sweet review in from Mr Anarchoi aka Mysterious Stranger (For 'Plastic Punks' Only) 

DEVILISH PRESLEY/THE COFFINS/HOMESICK ALDO/MELISSA KELLY... PIVO PIVO/ FRIDAY 20TH APRIL 2012. 

Great turnout for a Friday gig, and that was with a coupla other things goin on in the city.

Sadly I missed Melissa Kelly who was 1st on but I was reliably informed her set went doon well wae the punters.

Next up was Homesick Aldo who sported a 'Johnny Thunders' t shirt....top marx straight away fae me!!!! He done a 1 man band playin some drums,harmonica and anything else he could get his hands or teeth into!!! Like a blues meets glam meets sleazy punk in cbgbs which certainly messed up the rules of punk, he kept it going well and the crowd were eatin outta his hands by the end of it!!

The Coffins were up next and treated us to some Garage influenced rock which was met with an equally frantic crowd, horror and murder the order of the day...or night...crackin band live!!! Devilish Presley ended proceedings and they've never disappointed at all, drum machine and guitar and bassist all served up a tasty mix of 70s punk and Joan Jett influenced attitude!!! Once again, a well promoted gig not relying on big names just honesty and attitude.

The Banana Sessions Revisited - Kilmarnock (25/02/12)

As promised here's yet another review of the Banana Sessions gig from Kilmarnock.
Similarities and differences abound. Enjoy.
Many thanks to Alana Anthoney for supplying it. Mucho gracios.

Dirty Martini's review - 25-02-12 (spelling and grammer might be ridiculous, I am a hopeless dyslexic)

What a weekend to be in Ayrshire, or anywhere near the Ayrshire music scene for that matter.
Matt Scott playing Tuts, a frankly majestic line-up at Su Casa in Ayr featuring Mark & The Mystics, Little Fire, Julie Doogan & my personal favourites of the Shire, Melisa Kelly & The Harmless Thieves.
But even those were not enough to keep me away from Dirty Martini’s for The Banana Sessions, the band I have been slightly obsessed with over the past 3 months. But we’ll get to them shortly.

It was a very different night in Dirty’s from any other I’ve seen in Killie in a very long time; probably from the days of The Sanctuary, if anyone remembers those good old days? Tonight is very varied in style from what Killie and indeed Dirty’s is used to.

Fife’s Homesick Aldo oozes cool from the second he walks into the building. Looking like a cross between 80’s Bon Jovi and 90’s Alexis Arquette (What about a young John Cooper Clarke Alana?) he turns Kilmarnock into New Orleans for an all too short yet gripping set, harmonica in hand and, presuming by his gruffly blues vocals, cigarettes in pocket. Nothing around sounds quite like this.
If we’re going to call it blues, then it’s vibrant blues, bursting with energy and colour.

It got very Hip Hop for a while and the downstairs bar was a-flutter with talk about Hector Bizerk. Popular amongst their peers in Glasgow where the duo hail from, many people are excited about this male rapper and female drummer combo. It’s an interesting concept for a local band and an idea that could go one of 2 ways; luckily for this pair, Killie are digging their style and it’s not long before the majority of the crowd are getting really into the set. “Man Up” is a big crowd pleaser which spits lyrics about local and worldwide political let downs, which is almost unexpectedly observed by this seemingly “non-educated delinquent” looking word-gun.

Loki, another Glaswegian rapper, unfortunately doesn’t kick and punch quite as effectively as Hector. I notice that a few of the crowd seem to have lost interest in the Hip Hop and have either floated off for a fag or are enjoying casual conversation amongst themselves whilst Loki spits derogatory lyrics about prostitutes with fag burns on their skin… lovely. It’s not that Loki is bad; I’ve seen him wow crowds in Pivo Pivo many times, however tonight I get the feeling that Kilmarnock are just not used to this. There is a fantastic and frankly fascinating underground Hip Hop scene in Glasgow with plenty of dedicated followers, a few of which can be heard in the crowd tonight, but mainly the crowd seem a little under appreciative of the bad boy political poet before them.

Next up are the glorious Girobabies who bounce on with as much enthusiasm as always. Mingling styles of indie,
Brit pop & sometimes hip hop, Giros are at their best in front of a crowd like this, glowing with energy that we have come to expect. They are tight tonight, maybe it’s because, as lead singer Mark points out before they start, all of the people in tonight’s line up have actually met and played together before!
Mark is the quintessential local front man, giving a good bit of banter and some audience interaction. He is joined on stage for a short time by Nicolette who I’ve seen perform on the same bill as the Giro’s, doing cute parodies of modern pop song, but singing them about jobbies. But tonight, the shit is off the table & her sweet vocals are a great juxtaposition with Mark’s gruff Glaswegian slur. It’s defiantly stuff to get the feet tapping, but not even this could have possibly prepared Kilmarnock for was about to hit them; The Banana Sessions!

I became aware of The Banana Sessions only around 4/5 months ago when a friend Facebooked me a YouTube link to The Drunken Dormouse. Since then I’ve been strangely addicted to the Edinburgh 5 piece, who have been popular on the UK festival scene (including Wickerman & Glastonbury) for the past 3 years or so.
When I told my 8 year old brother I was going to see The Banana’s tonight he was actually crying to come to the pub with me. Literally EVERYONE loves these guys.

When lead singer, Roberta Pia kindly, before the band have played a note, asks the crowd to move over a tad to create a dance space anyone not familiar with the band’s sound might find it a bit arrogant, but whenever the band start with the sweet yet infectious “Pot Noodle” it’s clear that we’re all in for an unpredictable treat and that Roberta’s request was probably for the best… The Banana’s don’t waste any time at all getting into the mood & effortlessly take the crowd with them.

It’s not often you see a happy band any more. From my recent experiences in the local music scene there are a lot of boys and girls on acoustic guitars, churning out lyrics they wrote whilst crying into their pint in the Union. But not these guys! They are much more mature than that, but at the same time, listening to a song like “My Favorite Song”, if you close your eyes you might imagine it’s the cast of Sesame Street on stage when you open up again.
It’s THAT much fun!

There are so many styles of music within the one distinctive sound that the Banana Sessions emit. There’s a clear jazz feel, some skiffle, a bit of a reggae beat every now and again and maybe the sound of a nursery rhymes album about them as well. All of this is bound together with charm and charisma and a delightful non-attempt at hiding that Edinburgh twang, everyone is the room is falling a little bit in love with them it would seem.

I’ve been to plenty of gigs in Dirty’s over the years and I’ve felt the floor and the foundations shake, and I’ve seen things fall off of the walls and the ceiling caused by excessive dancing/moshing, but I’m told that tonight is worse (or maybe better) than ever before.
I was almost surprised when Roberta comments on the bouncy floor as I hadn’t noticed at all. Then I realized it was because my feet had barely been on the floor long enough to feel it!

A couple of covers never go a miss & The Banana’s have some classics. Their Prodigy Medley has become a favorite on their YouTube channel with almost 225,000 views, mixing together a number of 90’s Prodigy classics including Breathe, Smack My Bitch Up & Out Of Space with their signature, fruity sound. It goes down a storm, but no-one was expecting 2Unlimited’s No Limits to slip into the set list. But who knows what to expect any more from these guys? It’s awe inducing.

Finishing off (or so they think) is Jukebox, a song which has recently been complimented with a Jazzy & stylish music video & it’s clear to see why The Banana Sessions are causing such a buzz everywhere they go. The band look to be having as good a time as the crowd as Miss Pia smiles cheekily, armed with just her tambourine & makes everyone in the room fall in love with her.
Although there is a flute, a melodic and even a tuba player on stage, it’s hard to take your eyes off of her.

I look to the heavens & pray that the lights done come back on just yet. And my prayers are answered as the crowd chant for one more tune. And we receive it in the form of the aforementioned The Drunken Dormouse. G-ing the crowd up firstly by teaching them the “rum-bum-bum-bum” part of the song in some sort of call & response style, Roberta gets everyone bouncing and singing along, in a shameless frenzy. It’s the perfect way to end a marvellous gig.

Trust me; if you get a chance to see these guys perform do anything in your power to be there!

A wee rundown of the set list too in case you’re interested:
Pot Noodle
Picture Yourself
Caterpillar
Roundabout
My Favourite Song
Mexican Standoff
Bucky
Pesky Rabbit
The Prodigy Medley
No Limit
Bally Dancer
2 Seasons
Jukebox
The Drunken Dormouse

The official website: www.thebananasessions.co.uk
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/thebananasessions 
The YouTube channel:http://www.youtube.com/user/thebananasessions?feature=BF 

Alana Anthoney

Apologies extended to 'A Band Called Cadence' as in one review they get a partial mention and in this none as the reviewer missed their set.
On the upside if anyone wants to submit a review and photographs of their set then there's no problem in putting it up.
It doesn't even have to be a review from the Killie show.

Homesick Aldo - Talkin Innocent Outlaw Blues

It's 1902.
A new century is teetering onto unsteady feet and looking to take some unhindered steps still further into the future.
Meanwhile WC Handy stands still in Tutwiler. Mississippi waiting for a train.
The heat and dust compete as a distraction while sweat trickles from his hairline into his starched shirt collar.
It's certainly a a long way from the Scotland of 2012.
A time and place where the sky is slate grey and the rain unforgiving.
Yet there is a connection.
A link between what was then and what is now, and that link is the blues.
When WC Handy heard the sound of the slide guitar for the first time on that day, a sound that he would then take forth to the world, it would act as a catalyst and over a century later set a young man on a musical journey that would see him record an album that would in a spiritual sense bring the blues back home.
This is that album.
With a stomping, howling clarion call of authenticity that hasn't been heard in a very long time this is the sound of the blues coming full circle and reconnecting with its own past.
It's not the sound of the studio, or even a technical facsimile of the Delta that Clapton would wring out of a guitar, but instead it is the beating heart of the juke joint, the plantation and the Devil doing a deal at the crossroads put to music.
A living breathing testament to the power that music possesses when it is revealed in its rawest form.
In short it's the real deal.
http://newtownproducts.bandcamp.com/album/talkin-innocent-outlaw-blues