This week I heard some news which was to greatly sadden me, I mean even brinking on slight depression.
Roadstar, a superb band I’ve been following for a few years have hung up their guitars, powered down their amps and split, Sob Sob Sob.
This is such a great shame what with loads of exciting classic rock influenced band on the brink on noteriety. Not to mention this comes literally weeks after the release of their sophomore album Glass Mountain. However my insticts tell me that although Roadstar are laid to rest, they wont be gone for long. If you like to belive wikipedia here’s the rumour…here
Anyways as a tribute to this amazing band heres the highlights of thier brief but dazzling lifespan.
In their original name, Hurricane Party I was lucky enough to catch them live in brighton. This was fantastic and they still had original guitarist ‘Krepy’ who was astounding. Gig review here.
The release of their first full album Grand Hotel was a big milestone as they did so on thier own label. Grand Hotel mirrored the energy and lust for stadium worthy chorus lines of their debut E.P. Get This. Stand out track …. Roadstar – Band were renamed after this great track.
After a change of name and lineup (no Krepy) they were back and i went along to see them in london. Sandwiched between 2 probably more popular bands they stole the show and performed another cracker of a gig. Review…
In recognition of their non-stop touring and great tunes they were names Classic Rock Magazines best new band of 2006, beating Wolfmother to the crown, quite a feat!
They had recently released Glass Mountain and its superb. Full of classic riffage and infectious chorus’s. Outstanding solos and melodies which make you wanna rock-out like the ghost of Hendrix. Standout track… Last Survivor – Bon Jovi Homage Paid with this re-Recorded track with added dual guitar attack!
Which only leaves me to say, Cheers Hurricane Party / Roadstar fror a great 3 Years of keeping true rock alive and hope to be hearing of your imminant return soon!
The Thermals, Underground Railroad, Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin @ Monto Water Rats, Kings Cross
10th June 2007
Sunday evening, what a better way to see out the week and ring in the new with a barrage of new music. My venue tracker is doing well, this week was the turn of Monto Water Rats, another on the small venue circuit. This place seems to sit somewhere in between Borderline’s rustic charms and Luminaire’s savvy chic coolness. The bar area was more alike to a old rockers hangout bar with a few sofas while band merchendise was being sold buy drunk fools on coffee tables. The main arena was intimate and slightly tiered, so good views all round.
The band playing on arrival sounded pretty average, not knowing this was Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin I kinda missed their performance. Being honest I didn’t miss much! Randomly amusing name, but nothing to warrant leaving the bar.
Second up were the Parisian Punk Trio Underground Railroad who moved to London because they liked to sing in english. French Punk? is there such a thing? Lets hope for the common good there isn’t. Still these played a firecracker set of short sharp numbers with a couple of great standout riffs. The female lead singles wail, the handlebar moustache bassist who was insistent on humping the mic stand’s growl, and the drummers yelp made for an interesting vocal combination which worked well when all gathered in harmony. Their track Hollywood Whore was the clear highlight of their performance. The mood was hence set…
The Thermals were so eager to start they beat us to the punch, and started while we were still in the Bar, damn them! leading off with Here’s Your Future they kickstarted the crowd into motion and ignited this small venue. The unrelenting frenzied daceable punk freakouts were delivered thick and fast leaving no time for breath.
They must have played pretty much 80% of their 3 released albums in an hour and 15 mins. Even the little known tracks still carried the Thermals trademark frenetic vocals, boisterous chorus’s and bold basslines. This was the kind of music destined to stay in the small clubs, which is great for all of us in on their secret, for this evenings show was fantastic.
It was hot and sweaty but no-one cared, too much fun and enjoyment was being had at the hands of this US threepiece rocking our proverbial socks off. Simply great unadultered fun!