Little Wing & Lee’s Wedding Day Soundtrack

The Riptide Movement – All Works Out
Jessie J – We Found Love (Radio 1 Live Lounge)
Bon Ivor – Skinny Love
John Legend – All Of Me
Arcade Fire – No Cars Go
Boston – More Than A Feeling
Foreigner – I Want To Know What Love Is
The Who – Behind Blue Eyes
Ham Sandwich – Ants
Little Green Cars – John Wayne
The Police – Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic
Snow Patrol – Chasing Cars
Mumford & Sons – I Will Wait
Birdy – Wings
Elbow – One Day Like This
Sinead O Connor – 4th And Vine
Roxette – Listen To Your Heart
Billy Idol – White Wedding
Keane – Somewhere Only We Know
Led Zeppelin – Whole Lotta Love (MTW Mix)

Dream Caverns

She woke up in the night
She knew he was standing out there
Looking out the window
Glimpsed his shadow turn and fade away

In awe of her physical virginity
Entranced by the prospect of her innocence
Overanxiously swinging in no man’s land
Screaming inside for acceptance

Lying in bed staring at the ceiling
She won’t come out he won’t come in
Identical opposites with identical fantasies
Scared of the fleeting unknown

Clutching decisions from a fast moving fantasy
Dreams that refuse to be wedded to reality
Mating calls of the primitive growl deep
Inside the caverns of the human memory

By MTW

Northside Fella’s

Well she’s a real ballbuster
She’s my Madonna look-alike
She works down the newsagents
Down at the traffic lights

They say those pretty black denier tights
Unravel like a cheap cassette
And I’m spending a fortune
On newspapers and cigarettes

I’m a Northside Boy
And I’m wasting my time
She doesn’t want to know
She said she doesn’t want to go

With Fella’s from the Northside
Fella’s from the Northside
You were born on the wrong side
All you Fella’s from the Northside

Fella’s from the Northside
Fella’s from the Northside
You were born on the wrong side
All you Fella’s from the Northside.

Monday to Friday
She works half eight to five
Blowing bubblegum blow jobs
She knows she’s teasing all the boy’s
They wanna be the chosen one

Just for one night
Inner City tom cats
Like flies around light

By MTW

Do You Really Want Me

You look at me I look at you
You look at me so distantly
I want you to break through this fear
I want you to prove our empathy

I’ve been waiting so long I need to know
Can two hearts beat as one?
I’m lost in no man’s land
It hurts when you misunderstand

Do you want me? To want you
I want you Do you need me?
To need you I need you

When I reach out you turn your pretty head
I say the wrong thing you shoot me dead
Addicted to you woman gone beyond help
Kind of love that can seriously damages your health

Separation attraction on the defensive
Confessing the truth infatuated desperate
Trapped by convention regulations and rules
One day your friendly the next your untouchable

My belief at this point is stronger than anyone’s disbelief
Grabbed by fear flung back into the darkness
If I said I loved you would you beat me over the head with it?
There is a sleeping sea of possibilities if we tap it together

By MTW

Thank You For Being You

(Medium shffle  blues G D Em C)

Call it a coincidence
A twist of fate
There she was on Henry Street
Call it what you want
I call it a miracle

I want to thank you for being there
I want to thank you for being you
Only God knows
From the bottom of my heart
I want to thank you, thank you

There she was
The answer to my prayers
Black leather jacket
And that blonde tinted hair
Call it what you will
I call it a miracle

Shivering with emotion
Shaking like a leaf
She takeaway my pain
She dries my tears
Call it what you will
I call it a miracle

By MTW

Hit Me With Them Old Baby Blues

Chorus: E Cm A E  (Recorded version in Key of G capo @ 3rd fret)

Hit me
Ah hit me
With them old Baby Blues
Sit back and watch my heart
Doing a triple somersault

All for you
Hit me one again
Knock me out for ten
See me falling now
And I falling when
You hit me
You hit me
With them old Baby Blues

Verse: A E (EDA) F#m D

I don’t care
If I’m wasting my time
A woman like you makes it all worthwhile
You’re the one
Sets my soul on fire
Both of us know
Why I’ve got to keep on trying

Sometimes just to see you is enough
Sometimes I would drown on a friendly word
Sometimes it’s just killing me, Oh I
Can’t put my arms around these feeling’s inside

When I’m being crucified by insecurity
This isolation is getting to me
You’ve got what it takes to rescue me
Just let those Baby Blues
Cast their spell on me

By MTW

Music Helps Gratitude Confidence

Music Helps You Look Back With Gratitude And Forward With Confidence 

Average White Band – You Got It
Little Walter – Tell Me Mama
Heart – Silver Wheels (Nancy Wilson Instrumental)
Pete Townshend – 3 Steps To Heaven/Mary Anne With The Shaky Hand
The Skatelites – Little Irene (Booleigh Ska Fest Aug Bank Holiday Weekend)
The Rolling Stones – Let It Bleed
Crow Black Chicken – Priest Hunter  (www.crowblackchicken.com)
Casey Black – Flowers (www.caseyblackmusic.com)
Super Chikan – Fred’$ Dollar Store (www.harvestblues.ie) 5/09/2014
Fishbaugh Fishbaugh & Zorn – Hint Of A Freeze (CBS 3 LP Sampler’72)
Dave Specter – Soul Serenade (7 Hills Blues Festival Armagh 10/08/2014)
Latin Quarter – Radio Africa
Eric Clapton – Bottle Of Red Wine
The Steepwater Band – Fire Away   (www.harvestblues.ie) 5/09/2014
Heart – Stairway To Heaven ( The Kennedy Centre Honours + Jason Bonham)
Area Code 615 – Stone Fox Chase (Theme Old Grey Whistle Test)

Willie Nelson & Family feat Sharon Shannon’s Big Band Point Depot Jan 2006.

Willie Nelson & Family feat Sharon Shannon’s Big Band Point Depot Jan  2006. 

Texas born American music icon Willie Nelson started his music career off as a country music Disc Jockey back in the mid fifties moving on to become a gifted songwriter and a world famous star of stage and screen over four decades.

Willie’s earlier songs became hits for some of Country music’s biggest stars, Crazy for Patsy Cline, Funny How Time Slips Away for Billy Walker and countless others, Night Life for Ray Price who Willie started off on the road with playing bass guitar.

In the 70’s Willie blended his brand of country with rock n roll, jazz, folk and western swing forging the image of a hippie styled country music outlaw riding the range outside
Nashville with fellow cohorts Waylon Jennings, Tompall Glaser, Jessie Colter, moving the concept on to The Highwaymen in the 80’s with Waylon, Johnny Cash and Kris  Kristofferson also captured on screen in the movie Stagecoach.

Willie Nelson has also appeared in Gone Fishing, The Dukes of Hazzard, The Simpson’s, Miami Vice and is appearing in a sequel to The Dukes of Hazzard in 2007.

Willie has his own number one in 1975 with Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain going on to have 19 more number one hits over the next two decades and returning to climb the charts once again in 2003.

A much respected political activist Willie has supported the Farm Aid concerts since the beginning and when the tax man cleaned him out for €16 he turned what would have been a disaster to his advantage releasing

After high school, Nelson served briefly in the Air Force and then spent some time as a student at Baylor  University. Beginning in the mid-’50s, he worked as a disc jockey in Texas and Washington, played in honky-tonks and continued refining his skills as a songwriter. In 1960, he moved to Nashville and signed as a songwriter with Pamper Music. He joined Liberty Records in 1962, his first major label deal. It didn’t take long for country artists to notice his talent as a composer. In 1961, Faron Young scored a No. 1 with Nelson’s “Four Walls.” Later that year, Patsy Cline hit it big with “Crazy,” and Billy Walker did moderately well with “Funny How Time Slips Away.” In 1963, Ray Price, in whose band Nelson had once worked, had a No. 28 hit with the urbane, jazzy “Night Life.”

Nelson’s second single for Liberty, “Touch Me” in 1962, took him to No. 7, and that would remain his chart high point for the next 13 years. He recorded for RCA from 1965 until
1972, then moved to Atlantic Records. Dissatisfied with his pace as a recording artist, he returned to Texas, where he became a focal point of Austin’s emerging progressive country music scene. It was during the early ’70s that Nelson switched from suits and short hair to jeans, flowing locks and the omnipresent bandana. He staged and starred in the first of a series of outdoor music festivals — the famed Fourth of July Picnics — at Dripping Springs, Texas, in 1973. The concert drew thousands of fans more oriented to rock music than
country, and he completely won them over.

In 1975, Nelson began a fruitful association with Columbia Records that would last into the ’90s. As part of his deal with the label, he was given basic control over what and how he recorded. His first album for Columbia was the stripped-down and stark concept album, Red Headed Stranger. Although some at the label thought it sounded like a collection of demos, it proved its appeal when one of its songs, “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain,” went No. 1. Nelson’s outsider mystique gained a name in 1976 with the release on RCA Records of Wanted: The Outlaws, a compilation of tracks cut by Nelson, Waylon Jennings, Jessi Colter and Tompall Glaser. Henceforth, Nelson was a charter member of “the outlaw movement.” What that meant, essentially, was having creative control over one’s own records, which had long been the practice of rock artists.

From 1975 onward, Nelson’s star rose. He was the subject of hundreds of prominent articles, not only in fan magazines but also in the general press.
He appeared on the then hip Saturday Night Live and began acting in movies. His album Stardust, which came out in 1978, stayed on the country charts for 10 years. In 1982, his album Always on My Mind won the CMA’s album of the year award, while the title cut won for single of the year. During this period, he won five Grammys for his best-known work, including “Always on My Mind,” “On the Road Again,” “Georgia on My Mind,” “Mammas Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys” (with Jennings) and “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain.”

As befits such prolific tenacity, Nelson has been showered with honors, among them admission to the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame (1973), the Country Music Hall of Fame (1993) and the Songwriters Hall of Fame (2001).
In addition to the six Grammys he has won for specific records, the Recording Academy (which confers Grammys) has also given him its Living Legend Award (1990) and Lifetime Achievement Award (2000).
Nelson has been nominated for 43 Country Music Association awards and has won
nine of them, including the entertainer of the year prize (1979) and the vocal event of the year trophy (2002) for his duet with Lee Ann Womack, “Mendocino County Line.” That collaboration also won a 2002 Grammy, 20 years after his previous win.

In 2006, he paid tribute to songwriting friend (and Country Music Hall of Fame member) Cindy Walker by recording an album of her songs, You album titled Songbird,
produced by Ryan Adams and featuring Adams’ band, the Cardinals.

The fact that his first appearance on the charts was a duet (with Shirley Collie, then his wife) may help account for Nelson’s alacrity to be a duet partner for others. He has since recorded albums and/or hits singles with Tracy Nelson, Jennings, Price, Ray Charles, Leon Russell, Webb Pierce, Darrell McCall, actress Mary Kay Place, Hank Cochran, Danny Davis & the Nashville Brass, band member Jody Payne, Johnny Bush, Roger Miller, Dolly Parton, Merle Haggard, Brenda Lee, Julio Iglesias, Kris Kristofferson, David Allan Coe,
Young, Porter Wagoner, Curtis Potter, Norah Jones, Sheryl Crow, Sinead O’Connor, Neil Young, Ryan Adams and the aforementioned Womack and Keith. One source puts Nelson’s total number of duets with different artists at more than 80. He joined forces with Jennings, Kristofferson and Johnny Cash in 1985 for the No. 1 single, “Highwayman” and an album and tour of the same name.

In 1979, Nelson made his first foray into movies with The Electric Horseman, which gave him some wonderfully funny scenes with Robert Redford. He followed with Honeysuckle Rose (1980), in which he was the star — and which introduced the song that would become his theme, “On the Road Again.” Subsequent films include Thief (1981), Barbarosa
(1982), The Songwriter (1984), Where the Hell’s That Gold?!!? (1985), The Last Days of Frank & Jesse James (1986), Red Headed Stranger (1987), Once Upon a Texas Train (1988), Dust to Dust (1994), Gone Fishin’ (1997), Wag the Dog (1997), Outlaw Justice (1999), The Journeyman (2001) and The Big Bounce (2004).

In 1990, the Internal Revenue Service presented Nelson with a tax bill for over $16 million and then seized most of his property to cover it.
Nelson even managed to turn this setback into a publicity bonanza when he released the fund-raising double album, The IRS Tapes: Who’ll Buy My Memories. For the past several years, Nelson has recorded critically praised work for a variety of labels, including Liberty, Justice, Island andLost Highway.

As a political activist, Nelson co-founded the Farm Aid music festival in 1985 with fellow performers Young and John Mellencamp. Its purpose was and is to raise awareness about and funds for America’s family farmers. Nelson has co-headlined the event every year since its inception, except for 1988, when it wasn’t held. In 2004, he endorsed and appeared at benefits for Democratic presidential candidate Dennis Kucinich.

Besides the songs cited above, Nelson also wrote such standards as “Angel Flying Too Close to the Ground,” “Good Hearted Woman” (with Jennings), “I’m a Memory,” “Three Days” (with Young), “Me and Paul,” “Bloody Mary Morning,” “Pretend I Never  happened,” “Why Do I Have to Choose,” “Yesterday’s Wine” and “Touch Me.”

Nelson’s albums — nearly 300 titles, including repackagings — have sold millions. Stardust, his 1978 cover collection of the pop hits of his youth, exceeds 5 million in sales, according to the Recording Industry Association of America. Three others have sold 4 million copies each, along with two double-platinum albums and nine platinum albums.

 

Richie Havens Irish Tour withTanya Nally & Don Mescal @ Whelan’s, Wexford St, Dublin 6th July 2005

Richie Havens Irish Tour @ Whelan’s, Wexford St, Dublin 6th July 05

Richie Havens brought his signature blues folk soul musical style and delightful artistic personality to a warm and appreciative full house in Whelan’s on Wednesday night and left his disciples very satisfied and converted the rest with effortless ease.

Arriving on stage this high priest of the hippie dream, veteran of the pioneering Dylanesque New York Folk Cafe’s in the early sixties, his famous three hour opening act at the famous Woodstock Music & Arts Festival in 1969 this gentle lovable musician captures the hearts and minds of his audience with immediate effect creating an atmosphere of mutual respect that is positively wonderful. Richie is proud of his past and breaths hope and enthusiasm for the future in his conversations with the audience, calling a spade a spade when it comes to politics and environmental issues always delivered with an intriguing wit and charm, dipping the gloom and doom in a little honey to make it more understandable to provide solutions for.

All through the years he has maintained a unique approach and style in his music that forty plus years later threading the boards still remains fresh and interesting, that creates
nostalgic emotions but is not dependant on nostalgia, is not a parody, jaded or worn away by the years in between.

It was my first time to see his performance live and as happens in these cases my feelings of joy were somewhat tinged by regret that I had waited so long to make this journey. This man is an inspiration, an inspiring and lovely man to meet on the road of life in the most profound and spiritual sense.

My previous reference points were of course his memorable Woodstock performance immortalised on screen and the bible for any aspiring musician and self confessed hippie like myself wanting to gain street credibility in Dublin in the early seventies, and also a mid seventies late night experience when listening to Radio Luxemburg late one night on my transistor radio when the now sadly deceased DJ Stuart Henry went into his nightly meditation rap affirming the audience to relax and remove the troubles of their day, wishing his girlfriend well the next day on her modelling assignment, a man in love, affirmations rolling off his Scottish timbre that segued like day into dusk smoothly and
unhesitatingly into a most beautiful Ritchie Havens voice and piano piece
called Dreaming As One.

“And as I reach for you

You open your eyes

As if somehow you knew

The need in my life

As you always do

Slowly you come

And though we sleep as two

We’re dreaming as one”

That wonderful piece of radio has lingered on my memory with so much affection ever since with Ritchie Haven’s voice leaving an indelible and hypnotic impression, transforming beautiful words into a powerful soulful stream, a hymn of lyrical magic.

His trademark guitar style is different from anyone I have observed before or after over the years and produces one of the most identifiable Open tunings, an Open D with the F sharp dropped down a semi- tone to an F at times. The results, partially down to the light but
ceaseless percussive rhythmic strumming driving the droning notes on the open strings into the waiting atmosphere where they nest with pleasure. The bass strings seem to resonate with an even bassier sound because of the use of his left hand thumb to barre the strings allowing him capability to play behind the barre on the higher A and D strings.

His ability to pick a good song and infuse it with the elements of his talent makes his unique interpretation one of the joys of innovation with classic songs like “All Along the Watchtower”,”Tupelo Honey”,”Fire and Rain”,” Just Like a Woman”,
“Here Comes the Sun” being reborn with freshness and appeal to old ears and new, renewing a lease of life, yet never losing respect for the original works of art which are nowadays considered like Georgian houses in Dublin studiously protected by musical preservation orders.

He was flanked by two fantastic musicians on stage augmenting the sound and
presence with complementary performances on acoustic lead guitar by the long lean Shakespearean looking Walter Parks a most interesting accompanist turning left and right on blue, like a reliable taxi man he knows the guitar neighbourhood like the back of his hand, always stays within the speed limit and drops off passengers on Jazzville Crescent, Country Avenue, Classical Boulevard and is a gift on Bluebend Corner with a mixolydian of other stops on his route and from New York Stephanie Winters playing Cello that was
remarkably appropriate to Richie’s   Open Drone guitar sound and baritone timbre and his left leg stepping out the beat on the floor. He remarked that his left foot has clocked up seventeen miles more than his right foot over the years as a result.

Stephanie sold the sound of the cello to me big time with her own innovative technical proficiency showing a capability to flourish above and beyond the call of duty in an almost Hendrixian, Miles Davis mode of creativity in support of her inspirational overseer. I bought her enthralling CD Through the Storm after the gig put it on in the car on the way
home and its going around in my head space ever since. The Cello brings such an emotive four octave colour range in a folk blues rock relationship, a marriage of classical beauty and modern atmosphere that get on so well with each other and deserve to be with each other so much but unfortunately all to often end up eloping, having to run away from home to be together because of parental disapproval.

Richie brought the night to its penultimate climax with his masterpiece “Freedom” which was greeted with a resounding applause of recognition for this anthemia classic with the audience participation creating a call and return exchange of upbeat joy in the air.

Sometimes I feel like I'm a Motherless child
Sometimes I feel like I'm a Motherless child
Sometimes I feel like I'm a Motherless child 
A long long long way away from my home yeah
Freedom, Freedom x 10 times 
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone
A long long long way away from my home yeah
(Clap your hands) x 8 times 
(Yeah, Yeah) x 10 times
I got a telephone in my bosom and I can call him up from my heart
I got a telephone in my bosom and I can call him up from my heart
I got a telephone in my bosom and I can call him up from my heart
When I need my brother, I say Brother! (Brother) Brother! (Brother)...
[Mother (Mother) Mother (Mother)] x 2 times 
Yeah...Yeah...
Yeah...Yeah.........to fade 
 

When the show ended on stage another magical experience happened as fans queued up for a chance to meet the man himself upstairs and have CD’s and LP covers signed. This took time and credit to Whelan’s for their restraint and patience as Richie took as
long as it takes to meet and converse with each individual with his characteristic gentle friendly affectionate personal approach.

When I parted company with him I truly felt blessed and that I had been in the presence of a very spiritual human being. Life had been more of a tumble drier than a joy ride for
the Woodstock generation with more bombers riding shotgun in the skies now, than there ever was and with very little hope of them turning into butterflies and because of that it’s a welcome luxury for mind body and soul to spend a few hours with Richie back in the garden.

Tania Nally @
Richie Havens Irish Tour @ Whelan’s, Wexford St, Dublin July 05

It was a great night for music and earlier on in the night proceedings had got off to fine start with the opening act Tania Nally stepping up to the challenge of ice breaker
for the night with her fragile enchanting songs capturing much attention particularly because of a nice banter style with the audience setting the tone for each songs subject matter. She related how some man had sat down beside her on the train journey to the gig in Dublin earlier and was somewhat confused as to his intentions. Two guys beside me were clearly not confused about the male passengers motives only amazed that there was an empty seat available beside this good looking young Mayo woman in the first place.  She is a hard working musician and getting the makings of a good album of original material honed into perfection on the live scene around the country.

Don Mescall @ Richie Havens Irish
Tour @ Whelan’s, Wexford St, Dublin July 2005

The next act on stage was the Limerick born singer songwriter Don Mescall who should have no problem solving the commercial nature of his talent and deserves to be propelled into the public consciousness on the strength of his hauntingly beautiful well
crafted tunes full of infectious hooks and memorable melodies, Don is a serious
musician who has paid his dues on a long trail of destinations and collaborations and comes across as genuinely modest and likable, that kind of person you meet in life who you feel deserves to do well if there is any justice at all in the world.

Don Mescall’s personal songs capture attention easily, supported by warm spontaneous storytelling skills and effective humour as evidenced when dealing with a loud interfering
conversation chattering incessantly throughout the introduction of a song in the crowd by inviting us all to listen to their conversation instead.

Don has a voice that weaves the lyrics into a captivating experience with a natural phrasing the real craft for me of a songster, a voice so easy to listen to that it floats around the room in waves that was most definitely born to be on a stage. Two beautiful sounding Guild acoustic guitars were used and a harmonica rack to produce excellent guitar and harp playing, aided by a superb PA sound being engineered by Whelan’s sound technician to produce an heartfelt performance by the artist and an eye opening introduction for the audience to a great Irish talent right here on our own doorstep. Don Mescall is without the slightest hesitation a national treasure.

 

The Bree Harris Band @JJ Smyths Saturday 4th March 2006

The Bree Harris Band @JJ Smyths Saturday 4th March 2006 

Bree Harris is a legendary character on the Irish music scene, blessed with a powerhouse voice and a passionate style that has earned her the well-deserved reputation as one of the
best blues and soul singers to strut the boards in this country for the past three decades. Saturday night to a full house in JJ’ Smyth’s, Bree with her very unique and powerful voice fronting an excellent band, unleashed a highly charged, sonically stunning and awesome performance to an utterly amazed crowd.

Bree Harris has an incendiary stage presence that exudes fun and enjoyment and a passion for the songs she makes her own. She is a classic Blues Mama on stage and shares a stage in my mind with Etta James, Big Mama Thornton, Janis Joplin, Maggie Bell, Bonnie Raitt, Bette Midler (The Rose) and I gathered on the night that she now has very recently added the distinction of Blues Grandma to her credit. She infuses the set of excellent hip grinding covers with raucous raunchy affection that creates an atmosphere of excitement, bluesy, rollicking soulful R&B, rock and soul magic.

Brilliant and shimmering in the glow of awe-diance approval Bree Harris presents the
impeccably rehearsed set with freshness, spontaneity and liveliness.

The Bree Harris Band is a well rounded chemistry on stage, a skilful example of musicians who have listened and learned well over the years, who demonstrate a desire to keep on
exploring, featuring the superb Paul Fairclough on Rhythm and Lead guitar, the funky, solid and dependable Davy Byrne on Bass, and the multi tasking Kevin Malone on movable Drums and assorted percussive effects.

Paul is a mesmerising craftsman at work on stage displaying masterful control over his sound and weaving a web of outstanding guitar fretwork, technique and technical proficiency into the sound with a confident ease.

He is an excellent guitarist with fingers like lightning rarely striking the same note twice, who clearly believes that there are no limitations to what ten fingers and six strings can do when you put your mind to it. On the Ricky Lee Jones and Jesse Winchester numbers he warms up the room with some excellent hybrid thumb and finger chord picking, embellished with judicious use of the tremolo arm on his vintage Fender Stratocaster.

I am saying vintage because I haven’t seen a guitar so worn in appearance since Rory Gallagher’s battered 1961 Strat graced the stages of this country.

Moving into Peter Green and Etta James territory, Paul pulls technique after technique out of the bag integrating meaningful volume pot violin phrasing and appropriately seamless slippery runs, tapping and bottleneck solos into the mix, well below the flash radar screen while Davy and Kevin drive the funky rhythms along with a resonating tightness and Bree soars with boisterous vocal authority.

The Bree Harris Band has countless years experience that highlights a well thought out approach to their material and is reflected in an honest likable performance with vibrant
energy and bounce. Bree delivers highly personal signature interpretations of Leonard Cohen’s Bird on a Wire and Manhattan in addition to Talking Heads and Dylan masterpieces that seen her hopping and bopping with zest and enthusiasm building each song up to a climax that comes rolling off the stage and down into the invigorated crowd like an eagerly awaited taxi coming around the bend on a cold frosty winters night in Dublin.

“And I thank you for those items that you sent me
The monkey and the plywood violin
I practiced every night, now I'm ready
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin”

The last time I got such a buzz out of hearing some of Leonard Cohen’s stuff was on first hearing the late Jeff Buckley sublime version of Hallelujah.

A guaranteed cure for anyone’s blues, songs like Further On Up The Road with its ZZ Toppish intro groove and I Can’t Stand the Rain will never grow old while such accomplished keepers of the flame are standing on a stage and begs to be experienced by anyone who likes a good straightforward 100% live performance.

The set was a stunning blend of blues, funk, rock, and R&B stretching far beyond the roots of each song to achieve and encompass an unfeasibly mature mix in the arrangements. For
me behind Paul’s guitar landscape of sound lies a tangled family tree of influences, that sent me into a Little Wing style tailspin picking up passengers along the way like Messer’s Berry, Clapton, Page, Green, Gallagher, Knopler, Blackmore, Van Halen, Elmore James, Ronson, all drawn together comfortably for a ride through the fires of urban blues, the distinctive crunch of and raw power of rock and the sophistication of psychedelic folk and soul music driven by a rhythm section that is matchfit and doing loop the loops in support.

There was an added bonus on the night when Bree’s sister Shirley went on stage to sing a sexy, storming version of Fleetwood Mac’s Need Your Love So Bad that kept the band on
its toes, followed by yet another talented sister Yvonne who done an absolutely magic version of Blind Faith’s Can’t Find My Way Home with a dynamic powerhouse vocal that had the potential to leave goldfish homeless within a three mile radius of JJ Smyths on Saturday night.

JJ Smyth’s on Saturday night was a feast of sizzling guitar licks, slap happy funky bass
lines and fascinating drum rolls all bubbling away on stage through a perfectly balanced sound mix, resulting  in a top quality show from the Bree Harris Band in full flow and on devastating form.
Again and again Paul Fairclough’s extraordinary rhythm and riff work, his ability to call up the sound he wanted from Marshall Stack and his customised effects unit, the fluency in which he emulates his guitar influences and builds his own style around each arrangement was consistently rich in inventiveness and superb on Saturday night.

Final credit though goes to Bree herself, who has been the lifeblood of the female blues heritage over the years and I recall another excellent show at last years Red Peters
celebration in the Temple Bar music centre. Wisely Bree by introducing a more modern and soulful sound into her repertoire succeeds in bringing her old fans with her and opening the door for many new fans into good traditional blues classic’s like Sippi Wallace’s Women be Wise which Bree’s voice and style caressed like a well fitted glove.

“Women be wiser, keep your mouth shut

Don’t advertise your man

Now don’t sit around girls

Telling all your secrets

Telling all those good things

He really can do Cause if you talk about your baby

Yeah you tell me he’s so fine

Honey I might just sneak up

And try to make him mine

Women be wise, keep your mouth shut

Don’t advertise your man”

The Bree Harris Band is entertainment of the first order with Bree on top form vocally and the band always superb.