Bournemouth Airport & The Introjuicer

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Attended a lecture last night about the challenges Bournemouth Airport has faced over the years, and those for the future, regarding expansion and growth.  This was the RAeS Sir Alan Cobham lecture so surprisingly many people there, with a wine buffet.

Still wanted my live music fix, so transported from the UNiversity to Champions, where (among others) Nion Abeo were supposed to be playing, according to the email I’d received. Since the club was locked up, I had to skip that.  The folk club was just about to close down by the time I’d got there, so wandered to the Winchester, to find a poetry slam going on (packed with chairs, no music).

So I sauntered home, via the Cellar Bar. Ant from Dusty Cuts runs a regular night there on a Thursday called The Introjuicer, where newish bands to the Cellar Bar are given a run out.  Last night it was just Ant, on his own, doing credible and passable renditions of some Dusty Cuts songs just on his acoustic guitar. 

Depite this, still tunes to groove along to, since Ant’s clever enough to fill in the backbeats with stop-strumming, making this enjoyable, even if I was the only audience at one point – I’m used to being awed by people performing renditions for me in the studio, it rarely happens in the music clubs and bars.  As the bar started to fill up with the late drinkers and the ex-O2 crowd, I bowed out gracefully.

LiveWire Live & Open Mic

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It was a show night, having had a band booked who were subsequently unable to come in, and having had such a fantastic weeked of Oxjam, decided to turn the show into a retrospective.  Having said that, still managed to fill the live music time with Andy Stock, who joined me in the studio.

Andy is real passionate about the music scene – he runs an Open Mic at Chaplins on a Wednesday (which he delayed for me to make this appearance tonight), plays in Hollowood and formerly Burning Shepherd and has made the occasional solo piece.  He was very much behind the scenes at Bournemouth Oxjam takeover; involved in the 6 month run up, then not being available on the weekend. Andy also arranges benefit gigs at Chaplins & The Cellar Bar – one’s coming up in a couple of weeks time (6 November)

Chaplins Banner
Chaplins Banner

After the show, which as usual seemed to be packed with music, chat and phone-ins (thanks to many of the Bournemouth Oxjam takeover promoters & organisers) I popped along to Andy’s open mic night, to find (surprise surprise) him opening up the night (once it was set up – late – thanks to me!). 

After Andy, Mischa (who had just stopped by briefly to say hello) was coerced into one performance (brilliant as ever, though he was on a borrowed guitar, and not “in his zone”).

After a short break, Howard Tucker got up and did a turn.  This was his debut performance in Bournemouth, having moved here 5 months before.  Hope to hear more of him, good solid work, and not much sign of the nerves. He commented that he didn’t yet know many people on the scene – at least he’d found the best bar to bump into many muso people…

Howard was followed by Graham Jones, with his inimitable guitar style and stomping blues.  Graham has a good voice, and is very generous within the community. I just find his manner of playing and shouting repetitive after the first two songs, which is a shame as he is good, it’s just me I guess…

Hans Slack was up next, the crowd really got along with his tunes. He finished with his cover of Sex On Fire, which I have heard a few times now. I think (about to annoy other acoustic artists here) that Hans’ rendition was one of the best ones I’ve come across, even with a slip up here and there.

Last act of the night was Chris Woodford.  I use a rendition of Chris’ Best Foot Forwards as the backing music for my show nowadays, his pieces (while they have names) are all instrumental, plucked slapped and strummed on a 12 string. 

As a closer, Andy Stock again took to the mic with a dedication to me – a cover of Alex Roberts’ Shoot The Breeze (we’d been talking about this song on the show). A nice rendition, if a mournful song (Alex’ version can be purchased from his website to raise funds for the Big Issue, and the story behind the song is posted there.

An open mic night for me isn’t only about the music – a lot of friends are there, Fiona Fox being one. Normally she’d be playing in a slot, however she wasn’t feeling up to it this night, shame. Also had a chance to catch up with David, the new chef in Chaplins – he’s with Harry for the long haul, trying to make a go of the cafe bar opportunity during the daytime with interesting menus, and reasonable prices, in the laid back atmosphere that Chaplins offers. 

Spent a lot of time with Harry, the owner of the bar – he’s making changes continually – the latest one being a replacement shelter over some of the back garden, and making good the existing fountains and waterfalls around the fishpond.  He has a strong vision for what he wants to see come of Boscombe, with the uprating of the seafront and redevelopment of the area in general, and a welcoming cafe bar is part of that redevelopment.

Pink Moon & Revolving Door, Tues 26 Oct

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Pink Moon is Solid Air’s fortnightly foray into the acoustic sunset. I missed the Pink Moon openers, walking down the steps of the Cellar Bar to Jack Chuter finishing off his set (decent enough from what little I heard of it), followed by the always vivacious Antonia Edgeley-Long.

This was a real change from seeing Antonia scream along with Lawrence Case on Voodoo VegasSo Unkind on Sunday night.  Her subtle resonant timbre, with her voice lilting over the artistic guitar work was really enjoyable. She was telling me she’s now fronting another band, more of the rock than the acoustic – shows she can successfully bridge both genres.

On to Tim Somerfield – self-described as Acoustic Solo-God – well he was with a percussionist tonight, with some solid and upbeat numbers.  Look forward to seeing him again.

Finally in the Cellar Bar were three good looking blokes from New Milton, going under the moniker Coke Can Jack. Good duelling guitar riffs, with some intriguing solos, and harmoniously accompanying each others’ vocals to boot.  Good stuff

Left the Cellar bar to wander into the end of Revolving Door at O’Neills, another regular Tuesday fixture.  As well as some usual friends in the crowd, Nacho Jase was up doing some Blues Rock, Rock & even Country & Western numbers in a finisher for the evening. Was good to hear him behind the mic for a change – he’s normally locked away behind the PA desk.

HopeFM show night, Weds 20 October


Not Made In China were my guests on air this evening – caused absolute disruption by squeezing a drum kit into the live studio.

Great bunch of people, and lively chat – so much so that I forgot to phone any promoters this night – although I did manage to get the Oxjam plug in.

Followed up by a pre-paid ticket I’d forgotten about (until I did my show research) for Paint It Blue, who were supporting the New Jersey group The Billy Walton Band.

Pete Christie

Pete Christie

I left after the complete set of Paint it Blue, and my usual 3rd sog of Billy Walton, to dash over to Christchurch to see the end (last 2 songs, or about 15 minutes) of the wonderful Mr Pete Christie, always the entertaininer, and a fantastic bloke and good friend to boot.

Monday night = date night

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No music tonight – instead booked tickets to see The Sorcerer’s Apprentice with Ness, at the Regent Centre.

Great movie – it didn’t come over as supposed to be funny in the trailers, but we both loved it.  Ness had a bit of trepidation – the trailers won her over to see it.

Then the movie itself was so good, within a few scenes she’d said to me “can we get this on DVD when it’s available”.

Great movie (did I already say that?)

Then spent the time back home writing up this blog, rather than going out to enjoy the delights of Solid Air. Ho hum.

Oxjam Bournemouth Takeover, 2010


Overall an amazing weekend, lots of bands playing lots of venues, all to raise money for Oxfam.

Friday Night, Champions

Only managed to see the last two of the four acts on the bill – Sola Infrared  and My Broken 101.  Both amazingly chilled yet big rock vibes, have provisionally booked MB101 for a show appearance.

Saturday afternoon, Sherbet Lounge & The Inferno

was limited in my options here – was at a Samaritans Purse fundraising quiz night from 7pm, so was only able to catch a few of the afternoon bands:

Sherbet lounge:

The Inferno

Saturday Evening, Winchester, 60 Million Postcards, The Inferno

After the Samaritans Purse fundraiser was compete, managed to dash to the Winchester to catch the last chord of New Volunteer, before seeing one of the Retro Bombshell burlesque troop while waiting for The New Governors.

Then to see Mutant Vinyl  in 60 Million Postcards (he’s by far the hottest property of the moment in town), before finishing the evening with Dusty Cuts in The Inferno.

Something of note – bumped into many ex-Betikans in 60MPC; things might be looking up on that horizon. Dave Purse was out telling me about this new project he’s currently got on, Zaardvark (it could almost be Jazz, he furtively whispered)

Sunday night, The Old Firestation

This was a first for me, not been here before (even though many gigs take place here, I perceive it as mainly a student venue and caters for the DJ crowd rather than live music audiences.)

However, amazingly strong line up, all ably held together by Chris Brown, the Rock ‘N’ Roll Town Crier:

No particular major reviews here, just a fantastic weekend of live music through out the town.  Big shout to Tone Foster (bhone) for pulling to gether a great team, including Chloe (The Longest Day), Geoff (DJ Mr Lively) and Rob (who I’d seen around but not had a chance to talk to before).

Thank you Bournemouth muso’s for your generosity and prowess in equal measure.

Lowender Peran 2010

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I decided to have a weekend in Cornwall, and hooked up with my mate Peter London, who let me know about this celebration of Celtic Music.

Having hung around Perranporth holding on two a couple of hot steak

pasties, we spotted the end of an unknown dance troupe, before wandering into the Ponsmere hotel.

The Turkey Rhubarb Band

The Turkey Rhubarb Band

The bombarde workshop was just coming to an end, we wandered towards the Sunset Bar as the processional troupe The Turkey Rhubarb Band came throgh and into the town – they look very sinister with their Cornish guise masks.

Back in the Sunset Bar, we could only take so much of The Fishy Tales Company presenting ‘ The Cuckoo Valley Railway – they opted not to use the PA, and we struggled to get into the story telling.

Back to the hotel’s dining room after those diversions, entered the concert for the afternoon -bang on Celtic folk artistes and troupes.

In chronological order, we have:

The Midden
Lord Edward’s Own Narraghmore Pipe Band
The Bolingey Troyl Band and Dancers
Stamp & Go
The James-Fouéré Group

They are in “Celtic-ness” order there as well. For us, the Midden were by far the best troupe, and the rest were good, but just not there for us compared with them.  Would want to see them again.

Must just take time out to mention the compere – everything was Cornish first, English after.  It was onlyat the end when it was announced that this was the Grand Bard of Cornwall, who had agreed to oversee the afternoon’s festivities.

So despite claiming to come from Cornwall (I moved there when I was 13), this was my first Cornish/Celtic festival.  Enjoyable ? yes. Go again? maybe in a few years, give it a rest for the immediate future.

The Cat Empire, Tuesday 19 October

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So I received a call from my good muso friend David Lambert

“Jennet can’t come to this gig, do you want to take her ticket?”

This isn’t the first time he’s done this to me – I had a brilliant night at an audience with Bob Harris sometime earlier this year as a result of David. His recommendations are normally spot on.

So I said yes, then checked out the band online. Boy they sound good from the recordings.

Tin Pan Orange

Tin Pan Orange

Support was from Tin Pan Orange,  youngish looking Melbourne based band, who I guess are touring as resident support.  First thing that strikes (all the way to the back bar of the O2 Academy) is lead singer Emily Lubitz’s clear crisp vocal line, she looks cute as well to boot.

Good sound, clever workings of violin, mandobird, guitars and keys making something very interesting, coupled with trumpet strains and refrains.

The Cat Empire

The Cat Empire

Then the main act – a massive (mainly Australian ex-pat) crowd enjoying the surging and moshing as Latin vibes fuse with Country styles, all with a jumping drum beat and strident horns.

Turns out they were celebrating their 800th gig, which made this an evening not to be forgotten for a while – even if I did feel like a traitor going to the O2 instead of one of the local music bars.

Tempered that with a nice pint in Chaplins and the Cellar Bar afterwards – Si Crockett and Jonny Neesom providing tunes into the later evening.