Get Ready for a Rock ‘n’ Roll Ragnarok!

Blimey. Somewhat substantial has been the aghast outpourings of many a despondent denizen in response to the news that The Boston Brew are to call time on their chaotic career as South London’s primo purveyors of their singular loud ‘n’ lairy garage-rock Gesamtkunstwerk*. And in our own inebriated way everyone connected to The Boston Brew Organisation has been deeply touched by the messages of appreciation received from near and far. Fair made us all wobbly, it did… Anyway, with the finishing post in sight for this particular combination of The Boston Brew, the one thing remaining is to ensure it receives a suitably raucous send-off. To that end, we’re hoping that anyone and everyone that’s capable of making it aim their bad selves at THE CHERRY TREES, STATION ROAD, SOUTH NORWOOD SE25 next SATURDAY 30 MAY where, from around 8.30pm onwards, your fave frenzied foursome will be everything in their […]

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OFFICIAL! BOSTON BREW GO SPLITSVILLE; LAST SHOW 30 MAY!

Sad, sad news Brew Krew disciples and all ye that hanker for harmonious bedlam played by nattily-attired chaps of uncertain age. Yes, you haven’t misread the headline above and for once it’s not your Uncle Denzil getting into the turbocharged Tizer and loopy pills again… though that may well come later. Alas no. In a tersely worded statement issued from the Press Department of The Boston Brew Organisation (I didn’t know we had one, either) at 0700 today (9 May) reads thusly:   “Having rocked the blimmin’ arse off of South London and environs for three and half, maybe four, years (we were drunk when we started), The Boston Brew have decided to call time on their sonic shenanigans for the present, if not, indeed, the permanent. The forthcoming show at The Cherry Trees, South Norwood, London SE25 on Saturday 30 May will, therefore, be the final show for the […]

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Brew Bring Back The Badass Bop!

Sure, things have been kinda quiet in the World of South Norwood’s Premier Garage-Punk Fixers. What can we say? All kinds of “business” has been in need of being attended to – heavy business, involving continental forays, sojourns in dark and desolate realms (Yorkshire) and mysterious rituals conducted at dusk on remote coastal littorals involving chanting and imbibation of copious amounts of supermarket own-brand vodka. In short, the combo have been Thinking Deeply About Shit – something that any self-respecting manager (viz. your correspondent Denzil) needs to regard with the utmost suspicion. Can’t have bands getting into this “thinking” stuff. That only leads to “ideas” – a concept that musicians really shouldn’t be trusted with. Ideas turn decent hard-rockin’ units into pretentious tosswads who think that triple-album opus centred on the oneric existentialist crisis of their latest hangover represents the ultimate pinnacle of artistic achievement. As a manager, this is […]

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Lovers…Let The Brew Move You!

Sending heartwarming vibes out from The Boston Brew HQ to lovers everywhere on this day of gooey slushiness… And just reminding all you sexy cats to set your sonic sat-nav for Orpington next Saturday 21st where your Numero Uno Architects of Abandon intend to detonate the doors off The Maxwell in a night of nailed-on 60s-styled garage rockin’ frenzy! Until then, here’s a clip of the combo indulging their, erm, tender side… Enjoy!

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Orpington Anticipates Brew Brouhaha!

Gird your loins, Seekers after Sonic Salvation! And be sure to use only top-quality hi-tensile steel girders, too, as musical meltdown grows ever-imminent in Orpington, as renowned roisterers The Boston Brew ready themselves for a return to that burgh’s hottest hostelry, The Maxwell, on Saturday 21 February, all part of a night they’re calling 40 Years To Brew, organised in celebration of urbane man-about-town, bon viveur and erstwhile hooligan Stefano di Coppiano’s 14,600-ish days of existence*. Expect a hot, sweaty, rowdy affair – not least due to the inclusion of local punk leg-ends the Anabollic Steroids on the bill, purveying their singular brand of shouty sweary shambolism for an always-appreciative audience. That ought to ramp up the heat for The Brew to let unleash their armoury of garage-stomp raunch-a-billy and set the chandeliers a-shaking late into the night. Talking of heat, here’s hoping The Maxwell has installed some air conditioning […]

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Nunhead Digs Its First Dose of Brew!

Got to admit no one knew what to expect as the Jag full of Brew purred into Nunhead last night for the year’s first gig at Skehans. A new venue, new crowd and a part of town as yet unexposed to the combo’s trademark pounding ramalama raunch. Plus it’s barely a week into January, traditionally the Dead Zone of live entertainment. Under the circumstances, perhaps best not to expect too much, right? Wrong. Seems a shot of The Brew was exactly what Nunhead needed and the overwhelming impression Denzil took away was they’d very much like more of that, please. Ably assisted by their long-time oppos, those two-tone toe-tappin’ tunesters The DB5s, Skehans experienced an evening of unprecedented intensity. Any post-festive fug was well and truly blown away by ceiling shaking set from a full-throttle Boston Brew that filled the venue with the joyous delirium that only maximum rock ‘n’ […]

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What Do The Brew Do At Xmas? (You Really Wanna Know..?)

Christmas, so Denzil is told, is a time for messages of cheer and glad tidings. So, leaving aside the not-particularly-seasonal card I got from the STD clinic, let me appraise ye Brewsters of what’s happening Yule-wise with your fave beat combo. Truth is: not a whole lot – to be honest, as they’ve mostly dispersed to various regions of the country. The Mainman Jan’s ‘oop north’ as they say, channeling his inner Tetley Bitterman in a yurt near Byram; Lord Ashman is, naturally, ‘wintering’ at the country pile with his kith and kin and enjoying the traditional Boxing Day pursuit of ‘serf-mulching‘ in the Cotswolds; B-Side Barney Stone has found new wrongs to right and is presently defending the helpless inhabitants of B-Proxima 9 against the evil ravages of the Dark Lord Snuurt, while – depending on witness reliability – Howlin’ H is either (a) acting suspiciously in the Shinzuka […]

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Halloween Bash “50% Freakier” as Brew Bring It Back Home

Greetings gruesome Brewsters! Denzil del Rio here, filing a dispatch from Boston Brew HQ during a brief lull in the ongoing festivities celebrating our feverish frontman Howlin’ H achieving a major milestone in that whole ‘Being Alive’ business. The party started Friday and has all the looks of not ending until sometime next week, so it’s something of a relief that Denzil has this short window in which to round up the latest doings of The Boston Brew Organisation. There’s only one place to start and that’s the amazing evening of phantasmagorical fun ‘n’ frolics that was The Boston Brew’s Circus of Depravity, staged at South Norwood’s very own The Cherry Tree this Friday. Macabre makeup, grisly guises and demonic dancing were all on diabolic display – and that was just the audience. Seriously, this Halloween the Brew Krew kicked it up a gear for outrageous attire and freaky flamboyance. […]

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Out of the Fire and Straight Into The Inferno!

Think of places on Earth so hot the human body barely functions and chances are Death Valley, Timbuktu or Australia’s Badlands come to mind. Not Orpington, Kent, in late October. Well, you’d be wrong, as last night The Boston Brew fearlessly faced up to the pitiless humidity of the venue hosting Sogfest™, an evening of shouty drink fun in celebration of that legendary lady’s erm-unh-hmh-mmmwwth birthday. Featuring a sensational set from hometown heroes the Anabollic Steroids, the night was ultimately throttled to a climax by SE25’s Syndicate of Sound in a heat even a Qatari World Cup organiser might deem a “tad toasty”. Sweaty didn’t even come close. But then, we all know The Brew aren’t much for holding back. And that wasn’t an option with the combo being powered by the Organisation’s latest signing, albeit only on loan, stand-in skin-spanker ‘Seriously Savage’Stix Martin, who graciously lent his impeccable punk […]

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