Our Man in the Mosh Pit, Denzil Del Rio, reports:
With barely a month of practice under their belt, a new-look The Boston Brew took to the hallowed planking of Streatham’s White Lion last night on a mission to make musical mayhem, armed only with a clutch of top tunes, some suave stylings and a casual disregard for those with sensitive hearing. The audience, comprised of hardcore Brew Krew and unsuspecting locals, waited with bated breath to see whether South Norwood’s premier artisans of aural extravagance still warranted their hard-earned reputation for rightful raucousness…
Some 40 sweat-drenched pulsating minutes later, the verdict was in…And, damn it, if the Brew haven’t amped up the intensity to even more exhilarating heights than ever. From the instant début axe-slinger B-Side Barney Stone chimed out the intro to Dirty Water, there was never any question that they won’t going to take it to the bridge, bring it back from the bridge, then set the whole bloody bridge on fire and let it engulf the onlookers in a riot of rockin’ delirium.
‘Twas a good one and no mistake – and only one part of what was as fine a night of 60s-infused swagger as you’d find anywhere in London town last night. From the barnstorming boogie of The DB5s to the pounding howl of Thee Sherbert Peardrop Explosion to the hypnotizing psych-surf of The Space Agency, the evening was a sublime celebration of the joys of raiding the dirtier realms of the rock ‘n’ roll archives.
Hail indeedy to all involved: to Comrade Clarry for fixing up the festivities (and a happy bidet to you, big lad); to the ever-loyal (and growing) Brew Krew who piled out to catch the show; to the always-accommodating and friendly folks at Lionistas, and all the other new disciples of the dirty groove encountered last night.
Next stop right now is the South Norwood Festival on 7 July. Further details when they become available. Check this here very website for info and updates as the garage-punk monster continues its relentless onward march!