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McGriff, McDuff, Jimmy Smith, Shirley Scott and Mike Carr among others may no longer be with us but, Mercy, Mercy, Mercy, Gerry Richardson is still around and delivering the soulful, funky grooves and forearm smashes beloved by his forerunners. The B3, or in this case the Crumar Mojo, is in safe hands. Last night's sold out Globe certainly wouldn't argue.
Aided and abetted by his three henchmen, who were namechecked after every solo, the Railway St. venue was transformed into a bar in downtown Philly or Detroit. Some called it rock and roll although jazz audiences, if they like a rock number, seek absolution from Lady Day and John Coltrane by calling it rhythm and blues.
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Linsley blew some fiery alto - at times Garry reminded me of Gerry's old sparring partner the late Nigel Stanger.
Sinclair threatened to ignite the Telecaster and sounded nothing like Keith Richard. Instead it was Clapton who provided the inspiration or was it vice versa?
When it comes to drummers Paul Smith is up there and, pound for pound, a match for any of the local big hitters. He should make the trip north from Teesside more frequently although last night's closure of the Redheugh Bridge to traffic may have given him second thoughts!
Still, what's a minor detour compared to playing with a band like this? Look forward to catching them again in the not too distant future. Lance
Comin' Home Baby; Soul Shadows (v); My Mother's Eyes; Since I Fell For You (v); African Sunset; Money's Getting Cheaper (v); Midnight Special; Mercy, Mercy, Mercy; That's Alright (v); Lady Day and John Coltrane (v); Just Squeeze me; I Put a Spell on You (v); I Think I'll Lay Waste To Myself Tonight (v); Sunny
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