Andy on vocals and Guitar, Paul on Fiddle and
Guitar , Nimbo on Drums and vocals , Harv on Bass and vocals
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Christ where d’ya start? Lets take the name, it should tell you that if you’re into non-threatening armchair beard growing folk noodling then this really ain’t the band for you! If on the other hand you like your Celtic/Folk Rock on the dangerous side of scary then pull up a chair …this could take awhile - ‘cos we’re about to define a whole new genre.
Cornwall, England’s Celtic out-post - sleepy, laid back and easy going picture postcard Cornwall has had the good fortune for us to produce four of the angriest men on the planet. Lucky then they happen to play the fiddle, drums, bass and guitar while screaming out lyrics saturated in uncompromising lucid anger.
Nothing special there I hear you chuckle, yes I know that the Levellers, NMA et al have covered the same ground before but have any done it to a pounding rhythm section that could kick an Elephant into orbit? Have any done it with a big big fiddle sound that owes more to the rolling guitar breaks and riffs of Nirvana and The Cult rather than it does to a twee theme night in an ‘Oirish’ pub? I think not.
Welcome people, we’ve just found ourselves in a brave new world of Celtic grunge, a world where Bates Motel are the un-doubted kings. The opener ‘Here’s To You’ intros with a fiddle line chunky enough to floor Lennox Lewis before tearing the place apart with thumping drums and bass aplenty. Track two ‘Branches’ a tune with more understated menace than the Yorkshire Ripper on a shrinks couch, climbing heights that would give lesser bands vertigo before descending into troughs of near acapella vocals before throwing you on the back of the richest fiddle hook you’ll ever hear and back up to the heights.
They just keep coming, ‘Talking To The Ghost’ a dub-ska number fully loaded with enough crunching fiddle and guitar to keep the average metal-head drooling for weeks. ‘Twistabout’ a full on folk-punk rage against the world, ‘Final Stretch’, ‘Pigs’ and the glorious ‘For The Cause’ only serve to show the band as unique in a mostly bland and tired scene that relies far too much in what's gone before.
They are hard, they are heavy, they leave the jigs and reels that the middle classes love alone and concentrate instead on producing a power fuelled look into the future of Celtic Rock that would stand tall amongst any other style of music that you could put against it. It’s as commercial as it is credible, It will only take the first major label to sniff around and you’ll be hearing a lot more of Bates Motel.
Harvey- bass, Paul - fiddle, Andy - guitar and vox and Nimbo -drums, stand up I salute you and thank you for restoring my faith.
Review by Steve Davies [shite and onions ]http://www.pixelstar.co.uk/uploaded/images/medium_pixelstar_4c7bde9e36ee0b87277c26fb15d82065.jpg
The members of this band are described as being Celtic Punksters, consisting of Andy on Vocals, Paul on Fiddle and Guitar, Nimbo on Drums and Harv on Bass. They used to be 5 strong and have slimmed down to a quartet in recent years. Since 1996 their personal changes in music has meant they have evolved from playing Country Folk and Bluegrass in the early days through to various shades of Folk Rock to finally playing tracks like their very popular Here' s to You and Never say Never Again.
They have been Regulars on the Festival scene for many years now turning in performances at many diverse events from Biker Rallies in places such as the Lizard and Ilkley Moor in Yorkshire to Cultural Festivals such as Glastonbury and The interceltique Festival in Lorient, France. They have played in front of as many as 15,000 people at the Cartraix Festival in France alongside Simple Minds. They also do other regular European Events but despite many hours in tour vans/buses and on ferries over the years the band has always maintained a consistent local profile. They regularly appear at most of the South Wests top venues and perform to a healthy and extremely loyal following.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this folk-carol on myspace... Poem 230 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (see my blog for details): CHRISTMAS SUNG SIMPLY
As gospellers have said, Beneath signalling skies, On land dusty to tread, A trough in a stable Was the strawy first-bed Of a divine baby - The forgiving Godhead.
A season for new hope - There then and here now; The yuletide of goodwill - There then and here now.
In respect of this chance, Beneath bright or dark skies, Faith's the star that we glance Attending Christ's churches And trying to enhance, With singing and ritual, Our God-loving stance.
Hey, there have been some great new changes to the official website of Tony King & The T K Connection (one of the UK's top commercial independant bands with a seriously seductive original mix of soul/funk/rock/swing/dance and ballads) We would like to thank you for your friendship here on MySpace and would really appreciate any support we get and we will personally reply to all comments and messages. Thanks for reading. Peace & Love. Tony King & The T K Connection xxx Click here for the official Tony King website
please sign this online petition and help keep the Duchy of cornwall free from dioxins The farming and food industries within the Duchy are one of the most important businesses that we have here and MUST BE PROTECTED at all costs A 120 Metre high waste incinerator chimney at St Dennis cornwall will contaminate the land, water and air within Cornwall with dioxins. please help us to keep cornwall clean and green by signing this petition to the secretery of state http://www.ecopetitions.org/index.php/st-dennis-incinirator
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
Our first single, Drunk Tonight EP, and our first DVD Drunk Rock Videos DVD is now available for pre-order from the store section of our website. Click the above images for info.
What hope do we offer the nuclear race? And what do we do with the nuclear waste? We can’t bury it down, it can’t swim in the sea, So what do we do with this grim legacy? Well I’ll tell you the truth, and I’ll make it quite plain, We can’t shoot it in space, or let it wash down the drain. So we leave it behind for the kids yet to come, That bittersweet taste of the nuclear bomb. Well the kids of tomorrow have no words to say For the world we leave and the price they will pay. Caretakers are we and for what do we stand? For the love of the life on this sacred land. What hope for the child in this world of ill care Lies deep with the meek on a wing and a prayer, That these Gods will see reason for the land, sea, and air, And the hope in the future for the life that lives there. Caretakers are we, and for what do we stand? For the love of the life on this sacred land. What reason for money when you can’t breathe the air? And the oceans and lakes they lay barren and bare, And the streams and the rivers run sewerage and poison With no drink to spair, Caretakers are we, and for what do we stand? For the love of the life on this sacred land.
The ice caps are melting thers holes in the sky, we poison the earth for the sake of a lie, its time for the one and the all standing by to take hold of the reigns and put an end to this crime for we are the meek and now is our time,,,,caretakers are we and for what do we stand,, for the love of all life on this sacred land www. goodisplanetearth.org
Just stopping by to say hello and give you some news. The new album 'Coolgilly and the Freakshow' from Centascope is now available worldwide from CD Baby and directly from the merchandise page of the official website. You can also get the album from Apple iTunes, MSN Music, Rhapsody, Napster, Amazon and many more.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
Hey friend! Just letting you know i have released my new album and its all yours for free!, so why not give it a gander and perhaps download it, crank up the volume and annoy your neighbors! cheers ;0)
Hello, hope all is good just dropping by to say our album is now only £2+postage, for 12 tracks on limited edition cd our shop is http://d67. bigcartel. com, thanks and take care, Absent.
that was a great night on 9th august at dan..s wedding it was nice to see u play again after about 10 years of seeing u last time and thanks for giving my nipper aidan the cd he loved it cheers
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