The Komedia, Brighton
This was the fourth time I’ve seen “The Band That Tim Dowling’s In”. When I mentioned the gig to Mrs never I was surprised when she insisted that we go. This is because, due to age, grumpiness and the need to be out early to walk the dog* before work, a weekday night out in Brighton would normally be beyond us. For me the dog walk this means getting up around 05:30. (* Until three weeks ago, “dogs” – bone cancer took the older lad at eleven and a half on the 2nd.) Luckily we both had holiday to use up before the end of the month so the night out became possible.
Full disclosure: I like, even love, music but I don’t consider myself properly musical. I judge that really appreciating the nuances of musical pieces and performances is beyond me.
Anyway, here we go.
The support act was Jamie Freeman. One of my companions reckoned the songs were “Billy Bragg-ish”. This is probably fair comment on the general themes but they were sung in a Martin Freeman voice. The latter is unsurprising because Jamie is Martin’s brother. When musicians do, shall we say, “worthy” it often doesn’t work for me but Jamie cleared the bar (in the high-jump sense). I missed the last song to get some drinks in before The Komedia’s “Happy Hour” ended at 20:30. Meanwhile Mrs never was impressed enough to buy two CDs.
OK, Police Dog Hogan’s genre is, I believe, “Americana” which seems a fair description of the music but the lyrics are very much English in flavour, particularly the West Country where (I assume) the main man, James Studholme , is from.
The band were tight – they’re nearing the end of concentrated spell of gigs which must help. For us the songs were all catchy and mostly well known. The new ones were good enough for me to look forward to them turning up on a CD release.
They did their most well know number “S**ty White Wine” – according to James the song that did for them what “Livin’ la Vida Loca” did for Ricky Martin (or “Gorgeous” did for Baby Bird?).
Tim Dowling was featured quite a lot and had his own solo section while James went off “to check his emails” (TD).
By and large a joyous and joyful performance (honourably excepting James Studholme’s moving song inspired by his great uncle who was killed at Passchendaele).
The best I’ve seen them! Just two dates left on the current tour, Bristol and Exeter
A good mix – I didn’t spot any real youngsters (under 30) – but later decades were all well represented and plenty of females, Tim Dowling is rumoured to have a “following”.
It made me think..
What set of circumstances led a slight young woman (presumably very young at the time) to take up the trumpet?