T-Roadies,
I just returned from London, where I was lucky enough to get into Ronnie Scotts,
although I did not have a reservation.
So -- if you fancy going w/o a reservation, it is _not_ a problem to get in. The
have approx. 100 (my guess) standing places, and the view is perfect from
everywhere. The club is really small and cozy, and the Guinness good... I
suggest you start queueing not earlier than 7.30pm -- doors open at 8.30pm, and
stand-byers get in after all the people with reservations have been seated. On
Monday, everybody got in who wanted to.
The show itself is good, even if it's quite similar to last year's. The track
list -- from memory, so accuracy might be less than 100% -- is:
FIRST SET
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Run Me Down
One Way Gal
Good Rockin' Tonight
Your Own Sweet Way
Railroad Worksong
Why Worry
Water of Love
Hobo's Lullaby
Meet Me in The Bottom
Nothing exceptional, absolutely identical to last year. Chris White (remember
Dire Straits?) played on many songs, and was joined on sax by Dave O. Higgins,
whose quartett opened for the Hillbillies with a few uptempo Jazz tunes.
Brendan sang great (One Way Gal, Hobo's Lullaby), and Water of Love was as
beautiful as ever. Oh, and I still think that Why Worry simply does not fit the
style of the rest of the show...
SECOND SET
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Denomination Blues
KC Moan
Can't Be Satisfied
Blues Stay Away From Me
Calling Elvis
Mississippi Blues
Cold Drink of Water
Mystery Train
Tomorrow Night
House Rockin' Blues
Are We In Trouble Now
Setting Me Up
Denomination Blues was a lot better back in 1997, but still has Guy Fletcher on
guitar (also on KC Moan and Can't Be Satisfied) and great vocals by Brendan
(also on KC Moan).
Blues Stay Away was completely re-arranged, with Guy on Lap Steel Guitar and
Steve Phillips on keyboards (!), although both were hardly audible. It also had
a a fiddle player (I think it was on this song...), whose name was Billy (...),
but who played little.
Calling Elvis rocked.
Cold Drink of Water replaced Bewildered and is a similarly average song, as are
Mystery Train, Tomorrow Night and House Rockin' Blues -- i.e., all the new
songs, disappointingly.
Setting Me Up was unbelievable, especially because of the the fiddle player.
This is a killer version!
ENCORES
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Feel Like Going Home
His Latest Flame
Next Time I'm In Town
The usual stuff. Brendan was great.
More & general notes:
1. The jokes were approximately the same ones as last year and the year before.
2. Knopfler was seated during large parts of the show.
3. Occasionally, there were too many instruments used. What, e.g., does one need
two sax players for? Chris White, however, played well, contrary to my initial
fears that a sax might not very well fit the overall style.
4. Getting autographs is possible.
5. If you're in London, don't forget to attend a play at the beautiful,
_open-air_ Shakespeare Globe, and if you love ballet, the Bolshoi at the
Coliseum.
Yours, THOMAS.
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Hello T-Roadies,
As one who attended the Nashville event, I'm extremely envious of those
that are able to attend the Ronnie Scott's gigs. I found this review
searching the CNNfn site... thought you might enjoy it (especially you
bootleggers in the front row - you know who you are!)
Ken Donaldson
Lawrenceville, Georgia USA
*****
Arts Reviews: Just one of the lads Mark Knopfler's `pub' band is anything
but dire, says Robin Denselow
The Guardian
`This', said Mark Knopfler `is a short course in three or four chords and a
mis-spent youth'.
The one-time leader of Dire Straits was perched on a stool at Ronnie
Scott's, surrounded by old friends with whom he had indeed spent much of
his youth, and who now looked like a veteran pub band on a night out.
There was Steve Phillips, the blues guitarist with whom he once played in
an outfit called the Duolian String Pickers, back in Leeds in the late
sixties. There was Brendan Croker, that other great veteran of the Leeds
roots music scene, and Guy Fletcher, who played in the final Dire Straits
line-up. At the back, cheerfully and remarkably sucessfully tapping away at
the drums, was none other than Ed Bicknell, Knopfler's manager and thus one
of the most successful businessmen in the British music industry.
Knopfler first assembled the Hillbillies eight years ago, when they
recorded an album that was predictably classy, but too restrained to do
them all justice.
Now they are back, with no new product to promote, presumably because
Knopfler thought it would be fun, and he felt like playing a really small
venue for a change.
They have a two-week residency at Ronnie Scott's and Knopfler is clearly
enjoying himself - in a typically laid-back way. He may be the unquestioned
star of the line-up, but he never dominates the proceedings. Vocals and
guitar solos are democratically swapped around.
So Phillips, a strangely military figure with his moustache and white hair,
gets to show off his excellent blues slide guitar work, and Croker, looking
like an excited gipsy, shows off his under- estimated vocal skills, on
anything from calypso to early Presley.
The great delight of the Hillbillies is that they are genuine music fans
with great eclectic taste, and for over two hours they traded favourite
songs, switching from American folk-blues and rockabilly to JJ Cale, Bo
Diddley or Charlie Rich - and of course their own material.
Knopfler's selection ranged from latter-day Straits (the chugging,
Cale-like Calling Elvis) through to the country-tinged The Next Time I'm In
Town, and a brooding version of his recent ballad Are We In Trouble Now.
Here, at last, he did allow himself an extended, powerful and fluid guitar
solo that proved he has lost none of his old touch. This was far more
exciting than the Hillbillies' album. I hope it was being recorded - and
not just by the boot-leggers down at the front.
Until August 1. Box office: 0171-439 0747
(Copyright 1998)
_____via IntellX_____
Publication Date: July 24, 1998
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Despite what I said earlier.....I have copied and pasted the entire
review for non-Times readers' delectation...
A youth far from misspent
The Notting Hillbillies
Ronnie Scott's, London W1
With a second solo album still under construction more than a year after
it was begun, Mark Knopfler continues to pursue the leisurely itinerary
of a man who has much to savour in life and little to prove. A
compilation of old Dire Straits hits is scheduled for release later this
year, but it is his "other" group, the Notting Hillbillies, that
continues to claim his attention in the present, just, and to foster his
affection for playing live.
Only a year since they last toured Britain, the Hillbillies completed a
residency at Ronnie Scott's in Birmingham last week, and began a two-
week stretch at the club's more famous Soho premises on Monday. With no
record to promote (their only album remains the 1990 release Missing . .
. Presumed Having A Good Time) and certainly no T-shirts to sell, they
remained free to pursue their musical instincts in a way that was
significantly more relaxed than is usually the case in the pop world.
"Here's what you can do with three or four chords and a misspent youth,"
Knopfler said before launching into a good-natured set of heritage
rock'n'roll, encompassing such standards as Roy Brown's Good Rockin'
Tonight and Howlin' Wolf's Meet Me At The Bottom along with a selection
of the usual traditional shouts from the Hillbilly repertoire (Run Me
Down, Railroad Worksong) and an almost as old-sounding Water Of Love
from the first Dire Straits album. Wearing black dinner jackets over
rumpled white shirts, the silver-haired guitarists Brendan Croker, Steve
Phillips and Knopfler spearheaded the attack, each taking lead vocals in
turn, while Ed Bicknall (drums), Marcus Cliffe (bass) and Guy Fletcher
(keyboards) provided a crisp, uncluttered rhythmic foundation.
Croker rather overplayed his hand, gurning clumsily and even shouting
down one of Knopfler's introductions, but Phillips approached the task
with just the right degree of nonchalant bravado.
Inevitably, though, it was Knopfler who took the honours, his gentle
rasp of a voice still a more moving experience than that provided by any
number of more technically accomplished singers, and his achingly
deliquescent guitar solo on Your Own Sweet Way simply enchanting.
DAVID SINCLAIR
--
Paul Graber
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Please tolerate any incoherence, typing errors etc.
We got back to my Sister's house in Sheffield at 00.30 hours this morning
and had to be up at 04.30 to get the train back to Newcastle in time for
School and work.
The brain is still asleep somewhere, but not in the body.
The DAT recorder lost it's little button for opening the lid so I
spent up to my mastercard limit, and the treats , holidays etc for the
rest of the year on travelling out of Sheffield to the only place there
that had anything suitable. I now own a Sony Mini Disc recorder.. which I
could NOT afford and will have to go back to the person who Hired me the DAT
and tell him I broke it!
I spent the first part of the Show 4 running around the City Hall
in places where I should not have been, trying to organise a line feed.
Robert Collins was out having something to eat, saw Brendan Croker who told
me to return half an hour later. Naturally he asked why I wanted to see
Collins, so I told him..
Permission was refused, Stephen (son) got the awful job of holding the
mikes stationary forfor 90 mins, without clapping, or moving or anything.
I played with my camera.
The recording is not up to CD standard as we were in the midst of
other people and getting in a better position would have affected other
people's sight lines which wouldn't have been fair on them. Also, we did
forget now and then and sing along... Hmmm.. I don't think the Fleming
family backed by Mark Knopfler will be a big success!!
It isn't a BAD recording but isn't GOOD.
Obviously, there is crowd noise and such like, but seeing as how I
only bought the D*** machine 2 hours earlier, we had to sit and read up
how to use it as we waited for the show to start!
As we were all singing along to Own Sweet Way, Mark got the audience
volume up, then said, "Sing up, you'll all be on the bootleg".
Collapse of the Flemings!
For those who like to know these things, Mark was wearing a dark
Grey suit with a white shiny silk fitted shirt which I would kill for!
When he took his jacket off, he was at a loss as to what to do with it as
he said, it was too good to drop onto the floor. He wasn't kidding, it
was a lovely suit!
SET LIST. (my job)
Run Me Down.
One Way Gal.
Blues Stay Away From ME.
Will You Miss Me.
Why Worry.
Your Own Sweet Way.
Railroad Worksong.
Bewildered.
A Train song which we didn't know. We hadn't heard it before. "Train,
Train"
??
Setting Me Up.
Feel Like Going Home. (With the most horrible note I've ever heard coming
from a guitar.... Ugh, Mark what were you thinking of?
Brain and fingers were NOT together)
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Going Home - played by Mark and Guy.
The Next Time I'm in Town - a real surprise to hear this.
Nadine (?) - (a good old rock and roll number?)
_______________ The End ________
Didn't bother with the arrangement to give
Mark the book, went to the stage door instead. Got three Hillbilly autographs.
Mr Phillips had gone out of the Front door!
Handed over the Book,
"UGH, Thanks, I'll look at it" he said ... hope he will!
Guy Fletcher is TOO young.
Guy said that there are NO plans for a DS album
in the Near Future, but "We haven't gone away".
It was dark and I didn't have a flash so no photos there, only in the Hall.
Then Mark edged his way away from the half dozen middle aged, or almost
people there and went.
Sorry for verbosity. Hope I've answered everyone.
I included a stamped envelope and a request for a message to you all, so
keep your finger's crossed!
Hazel.
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