Mini Rant: A Little Live Music …
So, I just arrived home after deciding to go out and see some live music. Quite frankly, it wasn’t worth the petrol money.
What has happened to the UK music scene?
Here I am, in the epicentre of a massive music explosion in the 70’s, in the 80’s and in the 90’s … and all this town’s hottest club has to offer is a terrible Soul tribute band? Not even a GOOD Soul tribute band!
They honk their way through cliched song after cliched song, brass section missing their cues, EVEN THOUGH they’re reading the music right in front of them – another cardinal sin of this kind of performance as far as I’m concerned – keyboard player clanking duff notes through every riff he’s attempting to play, again from music he has 2 inches from his face … and the singer sounding like Tom Jones in desperate need of a shit.
Seriously?
I could have put together a better soul tribute band using only the people with which I was watching the gig! No, really. I could.
But far worse than the dire performance of the actual band was the incredibly annoying response from the crowd. They were LAPPING it up! Cheering, singing along … You would have thought it was the great James Brown himself on the stage! … Rather than the fat, balding idiot talking in a fake New York accent and trying to convince us he’s from “The Home Of Soul, Chicago!”
You fucking moron. If you’re going to lie to us about where you’re from for 2 hours, at least have the common decency to learn to mimick the right accent!
It was all I could do not to punch the idiot right in his stupid face as he announced “this is our last song – and ahhhhh’m gonna need some backing singers down heeeyahhh!” while the band fumbled their way through the intro to the MOST cliched song of them all – “Mustang Sally“.
All I can do is hope that he follows in the footsteps of all of the real soul legends … and fucking dies reeeeaaaal soooon!
Cunt.
MisterShouty 