Friday and in an unusual turn of events, we started at the Roman Bath to watch a three-piece from York, the Blueflies. They played an assortment of Free/Cream/Hendrix/you name it, covers sung and played in a very professional manner. The bass guitar player was solid, the drummer was excellent, and the singer/lead guitarist was pretty much top notch. OK, he’s not Eric Clapton or Jimi Hendrix, but he sure plays a mean ...er, six-string plank of wood.
Tuesday, 18 September 2007
And I'm standing at the crossroads/believe I'm sinking down
Labels:
Blueflies,
Breathing Space,
Hazzard County
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