If somebody were to tell you that, for prolonged periods of time, Jimi Hendrix could often be found busking in Newcastle during the 60’s, I bet you’d call them a bare faced liar, no? Well, it’s true.
Historical tidbits aside, let’s move on to the matter at hand. Enter Detroit Social Club, a Geordie band making music that grasps onto the true spirit of the guitar, an instrument that Hendrix championed so viscerally.
If there’s one venue people love at the minute, it’s The Deaf Institute. By the time Sound of Guns (listen to the excellent ‘Collisions’) have finished warming up the onlookers, the venue is packed out. The proverbial grapevine has seen to it this band’s sterling live performances are not to be missed.
‘Sunshine People’ kicks things off, shaking the foundations. The stage is almost too small for the band to fit on. Front-man David Burn is a pretty big guy and he hulks over the crowd, dictating proceedings and holding sway.
In fact, it is Burn’s strong, husky vocals that appear destined to take this band places. He looks a bit like Guy Garvey, but with a stage presence more akin to My Morning Jacket’s Jim Jones.
“This one’s called Northern Man, and it’s for everyone, f**k the Southerners,” laughs Burn as he receives adulation from the predominately Mancunian crowd. The song has a big, carnal sound and it helps to cement DSC as one of the best live acts out there.
The set closes on ‘Forever Wonderland’, an absolute monster of a song. The guitar intro sounds like ‘Swamp Thing’ and as the drums kick in, for a moment the continental plateaus are bouncing. Burn yells “come on” and my how they have. The best thing to come out of Newcastle since Jimmy Nail.
4 out of 5
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