THE SMITHS INDEED
I have said in a previous review that tribute bands strike
me as an odd concept. Competent singers and musicians spending their
entire lives pretending to be someone else. Don't they wish to be recognised
for their own talents or are they just content to be the musical equivalent
of Rory Bremner?
I think it goes without saying that most of the sizeable crowd in attendance either liked, or loved, Morrissey and Co, and so to a certain degree it could be viewed as a karaoke night of like minded people. However that would diminish the real effort put in by the band to ensure that the look, and more importantly the sound, did justice to an era defining band. Whilst inevitably most eyes and ears are concentrated on fake Mozza, I was equally pleased that the lead guitarist could reproduce the quintessential Smiths sound created by Johnny Marr. Their attention to details is such that the lead singer took to the stage with requisite quiff and NHS glasses, whilst sporting his mothers blouse and having the obligatory flowers hanging from his arse pocket.
The boys have been doing this since 2005 and it shows
in the professional way they belt out classics such as Sheila
take a Bow, Girlfriend in a Coma, Ask,
Panic, Stop me if youve heard this one before
etc, etc, for the best part of two hours. To give a total set list seem
superfluous as picking up any of the plethora of Smith greatest hits
CD would pretty much indicate what they cover.