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The rarely spotted Gerry Richardson Quartet have recently been seen and heard twice. The Globe last month and tonight at Hoochie Coochie. Enough to make a soul/funk/jazz/blues twitcher to er well start twitching!
And twitch we did. The northeast has produced the UK's two finest exponents of the B3 or, in this case, a Crumar, in the form of the late Mike Carr and Gerry Richardson. Strong words I know but I'm open to discussion.
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The programme tonight was familiar although there were a couple of additions. One was definitely a work in progress and one which I thought was the standout number of the night - Midnight Special. Keep this one in the book!
The beauty of this band is the ambience it creates, particularly in Hoochie, a venue dedicated. to black music. You could be in Philly, Detroit, Chicago or Newcastle, these guys have nailed it.
Apart from Gerry, Garry blows alto like no man ever did on Tyneside since the late Nigel Stanger. Rod Sinclair handles a Telecaster like they were destined for one another and Paul Smith is just so so right for this band (and many others) he gives them the impetus to go for the unobtainable which often proves to be not unobtainable at all.
Thank you Warren and thank you Gerry for a night that was so good it would have cured everything from near death to toothache. Lance
Theme tune; Everybody's Cryin' Mercy; Money's Getting Cheaper; African Sunset; All We Do; All About McGriff; Lady Day and John Coltrane; Midnight Special; Sunny; Mercy, Mercy, Mercy; Memphis Underground; I Put a Spell on You.
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