The Life and Times of The District Club
Starring
Mike Davies : Web Journalist , Co - founder , Sound Engineer , Musician, District DJ , Guinness critic, first to arrive and last to leave. Tantrum thrower in chief.
Nicky Elsmore : Organiser, band booker, co-founder, apparently the brains of the operation. Has an aversion to getting his round in.
Co - Starring:
Gaynor Price: The public face of the organisation. Mysterious temptress. Likes to fall down stairs on a regular basis and gives up smoking every week. Doesn't like kissing with tongues.
Dai Wells : The technically challenged relief DJ. The UK's number one Dr Who fan and plays the drums like he's building a shed. Dances like he's soiled himself (which he quite possibly has).
Daemon: Apprentice soundman and Dai Wells's generously hirsute rival for the control of the decks. Likely to play the most obscure tracks imaginable over the PA which thankfully keeps Dai off the dancefloor.
The Hamsters in the Muni for £15 or The Dopeys at The District for £4 , that was the dilemma facing our regulars last Friday. I'm pleased to say that sense prevailed and we once again managed to attract a respectable sized crowd for The Dopeys first visit to the club.
I've been a long-time critic of The Hamsters, they're totally overrated as far as I see. OK , they play a selection of music from two well-loved bands (Hendrix and ZZ Top) but generally perform sterile versions, musically adequate, but failing on all levels in capturing any of the excitement of the originals. I've had the misfortune of seeing the band in a number of different venues, from The Naval to The Point and they've never failed to disappoint. In that respect ,they are consistant. God knows what sort of fee they command nowadays but £15 to see a covers band is a bit of a liberty.
...and so to The Dopeys , three brothers and a drummer from Swansea with a love of Thin Lizzy.
The boys turned up nice and early (which for Swansea bands is a rarity) and got themselves set up in plenty of time to have a chill out in the smoking area. I had a long chat with the lead guitarist who turned out to be a smashing bloke and amazingly complimentary about the club and itching to get into the mood with the rest of us, but he'd promised his bandmates that he'd stay straight until after the gig.
Having refused a soundcheck the bands first few songs sounded little ropey but things gradually improved and as promised we were treated to a Lizzy-heavy set. I can't really remember the exact content of the set but most the usual favourites were played as well as some lovely sustained guitar on their version of Parisienne Walkways. The band's sound would have benefitted greatly from the addition of a couple of Marshall stacks but we decided to push the main mix levels a little higher that normal after receiving complaints the week before that the band were too quiet. Did anyone notice though ?
The patter from the lead singer between songs was hilarious - complete and utter gibberish ! I'm sure that we missed some real pearls of wisdom but to me it sounded like a conversation between Cheech and Chong after a heavy night on the Acapulco Gold. Well it made me laugh anyway.
The band, while not quite up to "tribute" standards were enjoyable none the less and played a selection of material that as a Lizzy fan I couldn't really fault. Great fun.