It would be too easy to start this review with, ‘What a Performance!’ But it was, even if the BOB of 2019 were some way removed from that experienced three decades earlier.
That’s not a dig. I was impressed then and possibly appreciate them even more now, the nostalgia factor only part of the story. But where I seem to recall that back then they were more about indie cool and occasional surliness on stage, the passage of time has swept aside any perceived pretence.
It’s an odd thing. With most bands I’ve followed since that era, there was no more than a few years between sightings. In this case it was 28 years, and I guess we’re all a little longer in the tooth. Life moves on, and I got the impression – talking to two band members in the bar before – that I was just the latest attendee bringing an offspring along who wasn’t even a glint in the milkman’s eye when I saw them last in 1991.
However, as Martin Fry would have us believe, that was then, but this is now, the years melting away as soon as they unleashed evergreen opening instrumental, ‘Extension BOB Please!’ But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s start a little earlier, having set off post-rush hour on the M61 and M62 for a 125-mile round-trip to find the nearest show on this long-awaited six-date farewell tour.
I’d clearly have fancied an appearance closer to my Lancashire base, but as it turned out, Wharf Chambers proved an inspired choice, providing the kind of quirky set-up I appreciate from a venue. Besides, time and again I caught this esteemed outfit off the beaten track in my native South East back in the day, the random locations adding to the flavour of some truly memorable gigs, several of which I recalled in a recent feature/interview with Dean, BOB’s drumming Leggett … sorry, legend (wuth a link here if you missed it).
This particular occasion unfolded in the heart of Leeds, in a club run by a workers’ co-operative, a couple of minutes’ walk from the River Aire, my youngest daughter – making her BOB debut three years younger than I did, and 31 years later – describing the adjoining function room as a converted garage.
In fact, the location screamed Yorkshire, not least having chosen to wet the whistle with a pint of Brassneck before heading out the back. With a name like that, I half expected Wedding Present guitar legend Peter ‘Grapper’ Solowka to have brewed it, and I’m not convinced the front-man of support act The Beer Snobs hadn’t already supped a few himself ahead of their short set.
I kind of liked this rough and ready three-piece, their young drummer regularly gazing up at his bandleader, whether to seek guidance or absolution I know not, while the bass player’s flat cap added a further dash of White Rose identity to the proceedings. They brought many a smile to us assembled, even if I can’t be sure that the damning verdict of a loudmouth a few rows behind after the last song was part of the act. I’d hate to see his TripAdvisor reviews.
Soon enough, the main attraction had taken to the stage, a week rehearsing in the Far West of Cornwall and opening nights in Birmingham and Hull paving the way for what we were about to receive (and for which we were truly thankful).
Co-frontman Richard Blackborow took to keyboards for the aforementioned opener, spending much of the evening there, later revealing he was struggling with his back after a slip on an earlier date. In fact, once they’d carved out spaces, there was little else the band could do, restricted by the lack of leg room, a week of intense choreography before heading upcountry largely wasted.
To our right was Simon Armstrong, the ‘60s Beatles cap of the ‘80s publicity shots seemingly swapped for half-moon specs, helping him tread carefully across the massed wires and find the sole setlist, reminding himself what was next, greeting each number with a pleasant surprise, as if the other three had decided on the running order in his absence.
Tucked in behind Simon was a new BOBette to me, fan turned bass guitarist Arthur Tapp (or Arthur Arthurman, apparently) with even less space to negotiate, but on fine form, his demeanour suggesting he was having a great time up there with this cult outfit. And behind those three, Dean led from the rear, so to speak, and was more animated than I recalled, touches of Keith Moon dynamism throughout his performance.
My notes were a little sporadic, but by the time we reached ‘Tired’ they seemed fairly settled, renditions of old faves ‘Kirsty’ and ‘What a Performance!’ suggesting the trusty Swagsack was still intact. I’d reintroduced myself to the back-catalogue on the lead-up via the two splendid Cherry Red double-CD packages, and one of the tracks impressing me of late was ‘Another Crow’, an add-on to the polished-up pressing of Leave the Straight Life Behind and arguably one of the best songs written about the touring process, up there with Mott the Hoople’s ‘Saturday Gigs’ for my ears.
And how were they holding up? Well, Richard seemed to be loving it. Perhaps his painkillers had kicked in, but they were certainly firing on all cylinders, the inspirational call to arms that is ‘Flagpole’ leading to ‘Skylark III’ then a further delve into the distant past with the song that kick-started the BOB story, the naïve lo-fi pop of ‘Brian Wilson’s Bed’ followed by most recent catalogue addition, ‘Queen of Sheba’, available on flexi-disc on the night.
Then came the almost-hit, ‘Convenience’, a rousing crowd sing-song ensuing, mobile phones primed in a way that could never have happened all those years ago when it somehow missed the UK top-40, that iced gem followed by its latest reissue’s B-side, ‘Coquette’.
By now, they were truly flying, a barnstorming ‘95 Tears’ giving rise to the glorious ‘Trousercide’. Favourite day? Today, as it happened. They briefly departed, but returned soon enough for the wondrous title track of the LP that landed shortly after my last sighting.
And there’s another thing. Leave the Straight Life Behind was never quite the album I’d hoped when it landed. I tried, but maybe too hard, in time moving on, the band themselves calling it a day before any more LPs could follow, giving up on the big time, carving out careers elsewhere. But the recent tightening up in the studio of that album by the band themselves has truly added something, and now I love it. Perhaps I was just blind to it first time around, missing the point. Who knows. It certainly deserves wider recognition.
‘Leave the Straight Life Behind’ itself provided my highlight on the night, as I suspected it might, with Simon’s guitar solo supreme. And that’s coming from a scribe who tends to prefer one-note Buzzcocks-like solos to Clapton and Page-esque over-gilded pomp. They then finished with the highly-charged ‘Skylark II’, matters brought to a climactic end, the band clearly still capable of waking the dead on this showing.
This was no polished performance, but the rougher edges added to the experience. And the banter between songs was a touch I’m not so sure I recall to the same degree back in the day. In short, here’s another band from my formative gigging days doing it for all the right reasons now, any desire to achieve pop stardom wisely cast aside.
Yep. BOB have still got it, I reckon. But if you caught this show, the earlier two, or those that followed at the John Peel Centre in Stowmarket, London’s 100 Club, or the finale at Hamburg’s Astra Stube, you probably already know that. Now, we have to just convince them to come out on the road again. So here’s to the next last-ever tour, eh? As Del Boy Trotter would say, ‘No, not goodbye, Margaret … no, just bonjour’.
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This is a great review. I was that front-man and yes I had supped a few Brassnecks before the gig. The reason the gig happened at Wharf Chambers was pretty much down to me after a few pints watching BOB in Manchester in 2015 at the Gigantic Festival at The Academy. Me and a mate Carl had only gone to the Festival to see BOB as we were both massive fans back in the day. After the BOB gig just before going to see Eat (another cracking band from back in the day) we bumped in to Dean Leggett outside and got talking about when we used to go see BOB at The Duchess in Leeds, I’d been to every BOB gig there and loved every one of them. After supping quite a few bottles of BOB’s rider (kindly given to us by Dean) and several pints of Hoptimus Prime from The Student Union bar I was suitably pissed and we got around to talking about the possibility of a BOB tour and the release of an unreleased album (that I had no idea about). Dean asked me if I knew any promoters in Leeds, I told him I kind of know John F Keenan, well I said I knew him but only from going to many 100’s of his gigs over the years and talking to him quite a few times. I added Dean on Facebook and told him I’d put him in touch with John. By this time the beer had fully kicked in and I said I’d sort a Leeds BOB gig out if John couldn’t do it. I’d never organised a gig in my life despite going to loads.
Roll on about 3 years and I got a message via Messenger from Dean Leggett saying that they were planning a tour and asking if I could sort a Leeds gig out. Luckily I’d started playing guitar and writing a few songs in the 3 years that had passed and I’d played a few venues around Leeds so had a little bit more of an idea on how to make the gig happen. I could have got The Grove Inn for free as I’d started running a gig night there featuring local acts I’d seen at Open Mic’s in and around Leeds but realised it wouldn’t be big enough as it only holds around 70 people. I decided that Wharf Chambers (with a capacity of 180) would be more suitable and a venue I knew I could get as a promoter who had only arranged a few gigs outside of The Grove Inn.
The room was booked around 6 months before the tour and I had to keep it quiet, which wasn’t easy as I know quite a few BOB fans! Dean told me that they didn’t want a support act as they were going to do 2 sets, I thought that’s great, 2 BOB sets in 1 night bonus.
With less than a week to go before the gig I got a message from Dean asking me if could arrange a support act, I know quite a few local bands but at short notice it was proving difficult to arrange something as each band I asked needed to ask other band members to see if they were free to do the gig, so it was taking a while. I suggested that the band I was in may be able do it, I asked Tom and Dave the Drummer and Bass player and they said they could do it. I messaged Dean back and said The Beer Snobs can do I, fully expecting a no response which would have being fully understandable as we were so new and hardly anybody had heard of us. He asked me for links but I explained that we had only being together since the end of July 2019 and we’d not released anything yet apart from a few video clips on YouTube from the 6 gigs we’d done beforehand. After a delay I got a “yes you guys can do it”. I couldn’t believe it, it was like a dream come true to be supporting a band I’d loved for over 30 years since I was a teenager listening to John Peel.
The gig was an experience that I (and I’m sure Tom and Dave too) will never forget. Just having another BOB gig in Leeds was fantastic but to be supporting then too was the iceing on the Cake.
After the BOB gig we did 2 more gigs, 1 at Jock’s Cavern in Wakefield on Thursday 28th November and another at Wharf Chamber with Guerrilla Miner and Paul Whitaker on December 3rd. On December 8th we recorded our first ever stuff @ Old Chapel Recording Studios in Leeds. We did the whole thing in less than 2 ½ hours, recorded live as a full band. David Whitaker at Old Chapel did an absolutely fantastic job with us, as all 3 of us had never being in a studio before and had little idea on what to expect. We will be releasing the tracks soon once we have decided what to do with them. If you’re interested please check out our Facebook page for more information, it can be found here – https://www.facebook.com/The.Beer.Snobs.Music/
Brilliant! Great to hear, Michael. Best of luck with the next gigs and live recordings. And many thanks for your input.
No problem. Thanks again fir a great review. You can find the results of our recordings on Bandcamp. We will release a CD in January once the artwork is sorted and we’ve had the CD’s made. Here’s the link – https://thebeersnobs.bandcamp.com/
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