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It's difficult enough to grab the attention of the crowd during the course of a set, but to
be able to do it with 1 number? And that has to be a cover of a seminal band such as
the Clash? What can be a daunting prospect that could be, yet it can also realise a
source of creative potential, much like the one that was about to be unfurled today.
So with daylight still streaming through the windows
of that local sauna known as the Night & Day café,
"Slam" and "I Win I Drive" kick started proceedings
with faithful versions of "Clampdown" and "Clash City
Rockers" respectively.
So step forward Sonic Boom Six who were brave
enough to de-construct the original of "Safe European
Home" to a bare shell then cram into it as many
different musical styles as possible. It shouldn't have
really worked, but this time it did, and gloriously at
that.
A dressed up Performance followed with an equally eclectic combination of
electronica/ska to dispense "Janie Jones" to a crowd that was now getting the hang
of the format, slaking their thirst on beer, watching the raw energy emanating from
the video screen displaying Joe in his element, that is performing on a stage. Grainy
video footage purloined from cameras snuck into venues, relayed images from Clash
& Mascelaros gigs.
The shaking, sweat soaked, out of focus figures wanting to give something back to their audience evoked misty
eyed nostalgia from those present today. Though Joe's sharp features may have been softened with the passing of
time, the quiff was still there, and just as recognisable were the sweat, energy and
enthusiasm with which he sought to repay those who had turned up to see his band,
displaying his clear love of music, a passion that could not diminish with the passing
of time.
Now snapped back to the present, Thee Virus House, bedecked in uniform black,
transformed "This is Radio Clash" into a magnificent slab of dark, intense electro,
overlaid with a monotone delivery that was over far too soon.
Once Darren Snake had entered the building, a blues fuelled, harmonica laden,
rendition of "Rudy Can't Fail" was eventually satifyingly
Ian Britt managed to literally strip "Stay Free" down to a pure, almost acoustic ballad
that was simple in execution, but intense in delivery, so much so that through the day
he had devotees of Jones coming up to congratulate him on his renditon.
Perhaps the most poignant time of the day was when
the singer with Sugar Rocket got up on stage
alongside Saucerman for "Magnificent Seven". His
band were due to open the set but due to the death of
their guitarist the day before (aged 22)
understandably, they pulled out
Such is the hap hazard, play it by ear, nature of these things that if you decided to nip
out, the chances are that you will miss something e.g. Little Neemo, Lord Mongo El
Presidente, Bone Box & Moco, despite the fact that you have copied the timings from
the sound engineer.
The last "proper band" up were a Cressa led "Bad Man Wagon", and the reggae
laden version of "Revolution Rock" that followed once again filled a beer sodden,
bottle strewn, area that could loosely be termed as a dance floor
So the impromptu finale was an "Everyone-One-On-Stage-Live Aid-sing along"
rendition of "White Riot", forcing relatively aged limbs to re-kindle the seemingly long
forgotten ability to (mildly) pogo alongside another generation of music lovers who
longingly wished they could have been there, for one concert, just one, to experience
the intensity of it. Bodies swayed and smiles continued to break out on a wide spread
basis
There were people on the stage, they thought it was all over. Tonight it may be, but the Clash legacy shall surely
remain.