Right place, right time...

So recently I've been out to quite a few smallish gigs after a little break from the musical adventures. The first of which was an invite only industry-showcase event at the Regal Rooms in Hammersmith about 10 days ago. The premis of the event was 4 or 5 acts all playing just 3 songs. I went along to see the brilliant Alex Berger play and to do a "little bit of business" and I arrived too late to see the first act.

But I did walk in right in the middle of the second act who quite literally slammed me face first to the floor. See some of these showcase events can at times be pretty shabby if they're not organised very well and the quality can be sometimes somewhat lacking, not in this case.

If you scroll through to about 42 minutes, you'll see what I walked in on. The guy on stage in question is Rich Thomas of Brother & Bones a band who I can't actually tell you much about because there just isn't a lot available...except they're based in the South West of England (Cornwall area) and the eponomous debut album was released back in June this year.


Watch live video from The Regal Room Live on Justin.tv

If you've watched the video then right now I'm hoping you're going...WOW, what an incredible voice, if you're not then there's something majorly wrong with you.

Anyways, after the set I had to go and buy a CD so made a beeline for Rich. We chatted for a brief moment, I bought the CD and on the way home in the car I put it on. I had just enough time to listen to the whole thing and was a little confused, I guess it wasn't quite what I expected, although I don't know how I decided that based on having listened to an acoustic set of 3 songs, still...I popped it straight on my iPod the next morning and gave it a few more blasts and from a cautiously confused start, I eventually got it.

What the album is, is a big, huge, bold, loud and beautifully crafted and produced mix of mainstream anthemic rock songs with influences and styling from a number of other genres all centred around strong, soulful, soaring and intensely brilliant vocals. From No Soul right through to Stand Alone, you can't find a bad song amongst them and I defy you to not be drawn into even the smallest amount of foot-tapping or head-shaking. The album finishes with the beautifully laid back The Sun Must Always Go Down which I guess was the best connection between the three live songs I saw Rich perform and the rest of the album.


At the moment, you can't buy the album online, I'm sure it won't be too long before you can and I'll also be brave enough to stick my neck out a bit and say that Rich and the band could potentially be big...very, very big such is the quality. You heard it here, maybe not first, but you heard it here.

Shake it, shake it, shake it like a....Snow Globe?

Two blogs in a few days? Immense effort...not! If I'm being totally honest coming up with an intelligently witty title is pretty difficult when really tired so I promise not to quote the Black Eyed Peas in any way again...ever!

Anyways, tonight is really a blog two and a half months in the making. Remember the other night I touched on a lot of good music I was listening to? Well, back in June (the 23rd to be precise) I was fortunate enough to finally see one of my favourite musicians, Jay Nash play in London. That night he played with the equally brilliant Joey Ryan, who I wrote a blog all about back in June but they were accompanied by another musician, a man who I must confess I knew little about (apart from his friendship with Greg Holden and that he's based between London and New York), Alex Berger.


Now then imagine the scenario if you can. It was very hot and humid in London, I'd had a whole day of alcoholic refreshment (not drunk, just socially enjoying the cool offerings), my mind had been split wide open by Joey Ryan and then blown into little pieces by Jay Nash that by the time Alex hit the stage at about 10:30pm I was pretty much in mental meltdown. Anyways, Alex played a set which, if I'm honest I paid attention to at a slightly more than peripheral level not really capable of comprehending much more around me. I did grab a couple of videos, did a bit of research over the next month and fell totally in love with his song Your Last Night in Queens (which I will openly admit is one of the most beautifully constructed songs my ears have heard in years).

So fast forward to the start of August, the 6th to be precise. Greg Holden's back in London for the first time in 11 months, tickets are purchased, Alex is on the bill and I resolve to pay the utmost of attention and absorb what's going on around me. The room is hotter than the sun and I'm sweating like a geordie in a maths test (sorry, only the Brits are going to get that reference). Nonetheless sat on the floor like an old assembly at school with well over 100 people around me, I listened and was totally swept away by Alex's brilliance.

A sublime pianist, competent guitarist, outstanding songwriter, great storyteller, Alex ripped into a set consisting of Pop/Folk (Polk...as in...Poke!) songs pretty much all from his debut album, Snow Globe and a couple of new songs he'd written since the album. In fact I was so utterly blown away that as soon as the gig finished I made a rapid beeline to go and buy a copy of the album and we chatted for seemingly ages.

The next day mooching around in the car spending some time with someone extremely special to me (you know who you are!), we agreed to put Alex's CD Snow Globe on. The album, produced by the incredible Alex Wong (of numerous projects including The Paper Raincoat with the the equally outstanding AmbeR Rubarth) left us both sat pretty much mesmerised throughout only breaking silence to raise a smile at some of the more light-hearted lyrics in some of his songs including the French lyrics in Portia (a girl who Alex once dated) or to discuss the brilliance of what we were listening to. I instantly fell in love even further with Your Last Night in Queens (a song which has subsequently been listened so much it might even be in the 3 figures by now), Snow Globe, Where I Left You Last and Magic.


Alex recently played a gig at the brilliant Bedford in South London which sadly I couldn't make it to but watched it online. The show is still available, (just scroll it through till about 36:30).


Watch live video from The Bedford Live on Justin.tv

Go check him out, the album is still getting serious play time on my iPod and he's around on the London music circuit for a few more months yet, you won't be disappointed trust me!

Maybe if I wasn't such a music ponce...I'd have picked up on Joey Ryan a while back!

So then tonight from a hot and sweaty London comes the confession of a man who has been proven truly wrong. Let's be really clear, musically, I know what I like. I'm the first to admit it's pretty niche with a few exceptions but I know what I like. So when I find that I have somehow mistakenly made a big error or rather an oversight, I'll hold my hands up and go "you know what, I was wrong".

So tonight...you know what...I was horribly wrong.

Last week I had the absolute pleasure of seeing and meeting for the first time one of my absolutely favourite musicians in the world...the brilliant Jay Nash. It was an absolute delight having waited some 18 months for Jay to return (since I missed his last tour). But Jay didn't come to the UK alone...oh no, no, no!

Jay came with fellow US singer/songwriter Joey Ryan who is another member of what I call "The extended Californian music scene of brilliant artists".



So here's where the confession starts. Now I knew of Joey before he arrived here, I'd heard some of his tracks before on TV (in adverts and programmes), I'd even seen him in a video with my friend and brilliant musician Greg Holden but for some reason (and I genuinely couldn't tell you why), I had formed a rather, ill-founded and wholly incorrect view that Joey was a rather boring musician. I genuinely don't know why or how I'd formed that opinion having never really looked properly into his music so I guess the best thing I can tell you is that my opinion has been totally changed and I now see the error of my ways.

Joey (who physically really reminds me of a younger, taller and slimmer James May, of Top Gear fame...I think it's the hair) played the most brilliantly absorbing set which had the entire crowd gripped from start to finish (videos of the whole set on my youtube channel). Needless to say that alone changed my opinion and was further enhanced with the two CDs I purchased which have been pretty much played constantly for the past few days.




The first CD, Joey's latest offering of Kenter Canyon features 5 songs which are both wonderfully engaging and full of warmth and sincerity. It's a great example of an extremely intelligent, thoughtful and clever songwriter. From the absorbing Broken Headlights which deals with the weather and releasing pent up feelings for someone, through to Permanent a song which as Joey explains talks about the perils of retail therapy and also the trevails of being a musician, the EP is packed full of beautiful heart-felt lyrics and music.

The second CD, one of Joey's albums with the imaginatively and cleverly titled "With Its Roots Above and Its Branches Below" is jam packed full of brilliant tunes. From the opening We Shall Arrive which resonates with me immensely through to the incredibly intimate and personal Like A Cloak all the way through to the fondest of ode's to Joey's homestate of California the album is bristling full of maginificent songs which'll have you hooked and more than keep your attention.



So to the world, I made a mistake, to Joey you're far from mundane, you're outstanding and the lesson to learn is as follows...don't make an assumption, get off your backside and do the research...then make a call.

Right now Joey and Jay are headed round Europe on an all too brief whistlestop tour (if you ask me) before heading back to the US. Go check him out, he really is THAT good! Oh and whilst you're at it, if you're in any doubt, for goodness sake check Jay Nash out!



Peace reigns over a stifling, muggy and still London (and this blog I believe has taken 4 hours with distractions to write!)

Night all xxx