The sun was shining and, at this year's Cumberland Reel, plenty folk were rocking and reeling thanks to the excellent selection of ales from the Allendale Brewery.
There were several bands throughout the day and into the evening although I didn't hear them all. Fortunately I did hear the New York Brass Band - not from Lower Manhattan as the name might imply but from Downtown York. that's right, York just 90 miles down the road. They arrived after gigs in Spennymoor and Durham as part of the Brass Festival
We learned that in York the council has banned them from busking in the city because they were causing congestion - such was their popularity. Understandably so - they don't just play they march, they put on a show. At one stage one of the trombone players was standing on the roof playing whilst others were on tables. It was sheer madness but musically sound as they transported us over to Louisiana and the funkiness that prevails in the Big Easy today.
Sexual Healing I think it was - or maybe it was the George Michael number they played - was the one that got the crowd going and soon the dancers were strutting their stuff on the cobbles. They're all good soloists and all, literally, had their moment in the sun. My apologies but I didn't catch their names although I did hear Simon from Jarrow mentioned.
Lance.
Next Sunday is the Summer Beer Festival at the Cumberland Arms and among the bands playing are the Northern Monkey Brass Band (8:45pm)
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