What does it sound like?:
Do you remember the Saturday gigs? Meeting up with a couple of mates in the afternoon, a few pints, maybe a curry, or a pizza, and off to the gig. There, you meet up with more friends, the bar is in the room, the beer is flowing, the support are good fun and the place is packed.
Afterwards, you come out into the warm summer night. Your hair is wet with sweat and your ears are ringing. Your t-shirt is stuck to your body and your feet hurt. Your hands are sore, the hairs on your arms are all standing up and you have no voice left. And it’s the happiest you can remember being, for years.
That’s what this album sounds like.
Danny & The Champions of the World remind me of David Hepworth’s description of The E Street Band as ‘the Greatest Bar Band In The World.’ Yes, they are that good, and this album, recorded in Spain, is the best live album I’ve heard in many years.
Let me establish a simple fact here. Most live albums are a disappointment. They are often recorded badly, or the band are having an off night, or the audience are quiet, or the atmosphere is dull. Or, worst of all, the songs sound completely different to the studio versions that you have loved and cherished.
Here, you can hear that the band are so comfortable with each other – not in a lazy way, but in a ‘I know I can push you here because it will make you, and all of us, sound better,’ way.
The first thing you want from a live album is that the kick drum does it’s job – kicks you in the chest, just like it did in that hot, sweaty, delirious club. On this album, Steve Brookes on drums, and Chris Clarke on bass and vocals, are the exact rhythm section you want. Tight as a duck’s arse and fluid as liquid gold.
And Steve’s kick drum kicks ass! Right in your chest.
The second thing you want from a live album is that the sound is as good as it felt, on that hot, sweaty night. My friends, you have no need to worry. Danny Champ has got you.
The band sound fan-bloody-tastic. Tight and solid but, like The E Streteers, with the ability to step back, to take their foot off the gas, to let the song breathe. And, here, the songs are the Holy Grail, the Golden Casket, the World Cup of live albums. Danny George Wilson writes the best songs you could want to hear on a hot, sweaty night, in a club, with your best mates, during a Saturday gig. They are perfect for THOSE nights. They are perfect for that long drive in the car. They are perfect for those times when you want some hot, rocking Americana, that stretches out, and lasts for a whole pint of lager.
Buy this album, you won’t regret it. You get 16 tracks of ‘hot rock ‘n soul’, of a roaring audience, of a band at the top of their game, recorded in the mountains of Northern Spain.
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do.
What does it all *mean*?
Live music makes your heart beat.
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