Friday 31 October - and I started off in Ye Olde Starre Inn in York for my tea and to meet up with a few folk from work. I was a pleasant enough start to the evening but I had to break off near nine o'clock to get to The Roman Bath where two of us were going to watch Raw Gallagher, a Rory Gallagher tribute band playing only his music, the blues, rock, slide and acoustic from the early days of Taste, through to the 70's and 80's, up to his final work.
Now I have a pretty wide knowledge of music in general and like to think that I can talk reasonable coherently about most artists, but I've never heard any of the work of the Irish blues/rock guitarist, Rory Gallagher.
I have to confess that I didn't recognise a single song that the band played, but hey, they played them all really well and I thoroughly enjoyed the show. I did manage to blag the set-list so here is what they played; Messin' With The Kid, Bullfrog Blues, Moonchild, Walk On Hot Coals, A Million Miles Away, Shadow Play, Bad penny, Laundromat, Follow Me, Continental Op, I Aint No Saint, Tattoo'd Lady, Crest Of A Wave, Philby, For The Last Time, Shin Kicker, Calling Card, Used To Be, In Your town, Secret Agent, Sinner Boy, and a medley of Fuel To The Fire/Toredown/What In The World/I Take What I Want.
Raw Gallagher are a 3 piece band from South Yorkshire comprising Steve White on lead guitar and main vocals, Ron Villers on bass, and John Moloney on drums. Their website seems to have vaporised so I can't give you a link, but I do highly recommend watching them.
Saturday 1 November - and we are off to Fibbers for the first time in a long while. Since we were last here the place has been refurbished, well the bar counter has been replaced and there are some bar stools, and some of the art work has come down, and there is screen over the stage showing forthcoming gigs, and only one beer on tap, Tetley's (I don't count Guinness as a beer). It's a bit dire actually. Still first band up were 98 Pages and crikey they were good. I can't find a MyFace page. Rooted in Blues, their raw sound is certainly a welcome blast of fresh air. They're a 3 piece, lead guitar, bass and drums. Imagine Jack White on lead and bass and a decent drummer. Wow. Very good and I highly recommended that you check out this band.
The headline act were Black Diamond Heavies who are straight out of Nashville, Tennessee and sound like a freight train derailing. John Wesley Myers on vocals and keyboards, and Van Campbell on drums produce a punk-country/voodoo/garage blues/gospel revivalist noise. Myers is actually the son of a Baptist preacher, looks like Iggy Pop and plays like John Lord. Van bashes the skins like John Henry Bonham. Mad as a box of frogs. For an encore they trashed their way through Nutbush City Limits. Fantastic stuff.
As the band left the stage and the background music started to pump up, the doors opened allowing a flood of Goths and lederhosen-clad Austrians in for club night. No probs with the Goths (I look like Nosteratu in a bad light myself), but the Austrians were just a tad freaky, and so we legged it across to the centre of town and The Roman Bath in time for a final pint (of decent beer) and the last twenty minutes of Van Hooligan. VH are a Rock covers band from Doncaster, South Yorkshire, who play covers by Van Halen, AC/DC, Led Zeppelin, Motorhead, Judas Priest, Sabbath, Motley Crue, Scorpions etc. The crowd were very lively and at one point a chap fell through a set of stacked speakers and toppled a lighting rig. Many hands helped to haul everything back into place. Nobody hurt, nothing appeared to be damaged. All a bit of a comic end to the evening.
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