In very late and buzzing after a great evening at the Jam House where Edinburgh Bands Together did a benefit concert to help rebuild St Columba’s Hospice. On stage was a who’s who of the capital’s music scene past and present—from new names to various incarnations of the Bay City Rollers. Though packed to the gunnels, the atmosphere was great—people sharing the scarce chairs and tables, strangers chatting to strangers, dancing breaking out all over the place.
It shouldn’t have worked. The variety of music was just too great—from a solo lounge piano player raking from Jerry Lee Lewis to Billy Joel and back to the dozen-strong Gospel Truth Choir who managed to fit Amazing Grace and 500 miles into the same set without breaking stride or a sweat. But work it did. Soulussions rocked through a crisp medley starting with a pulsing-bass I Feel Good and septugenarian Shorty Rogers ripped through a Chuck Berry set like the rest of the world was in slo-mo.
I really liked Davey Sloan fronting Blind Lemon because they reminded me of the Mavericks on a good day. But my top prize went to the best pairing in town just now when Rab Howat and Kenny Herbert laid on a ninety-decibel seminar on how harmony and rock just belong together, whether on the Beatles Getting Better or the Who’s Won’t Get Fooled Again (which should be the official rock anthem of politics). Catch them when they next play Brannigans or the Caves—it’s worth it.
What (other than the Who) does all this have to do with politics? Damned if I know. Sometimes you just have to bodyswerve your obligations and have yourself a good time.