Greg Boramon (org/key); Pete Collison (gtr); Raydn Hunter (bs); Mark Norton (ten/fl/perc); James Smith (dms); ? (perc); Suleen Fleming (vcl).
Was it Jazz? Was it Funk? Was it Soul? Was it R 'n' B? Was it Rock 'n Roll?
The answer is Yes on all counts! Add a touch of Latin and maybe some Fusion and the result is the aptly named band The Fantastics.
This was quite a night as they roared off in a funky groove that was rock solid. The drive was incredible. Saxman Norton took to the floor and marched round the room his semi-suburban exterior concealing a musical madness that erupted with each solo he blew. He could walk the bar in New Orleans - or Newcastle. The Hammond sound of Boramon - a tiger calling for his mate - increased the tension and then, just as it seemed they could get no higher Suleen exploded onto the stage and the six became seven - a Magnificent Seven!
"If you don't dance it means you're dead and nobody told you" said Boramon and soon the floor was full of gyrating lads, lasses and bar owners as Suleen strutted her stuff like Tina Turner. Singing, shouting, screaming, and shaking it. This was some night AND IT WAS FREE!
Lance.
PS: Oh yes and Norton also played flute and wailed a mean blues harp. Collinson put down some riveting solos as well as playing jazzy riffs with Norton. Bass, drums and unidentified percussionist knocked out hypnotic rhythms, latin beats, funky grooves - they gave it the punch.
PS: Oh yes and Norton also played flute and wailed a mean blues harp. Collinson put down some riveting solos as well as playing jazzy riffs with Norton. Bass, drums and unidentified percussionist knocked out hypnotic rhythms, latin beats, funky grooves - they gave it the punch.
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