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Showing posts with label Liverpool. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Liverpool. Show all posts

I KNOW

I've written this in verse form  -  ok, doggerel  -  and it explains itself:

CILLA BLACK
OR THE STAR OF THE NORTH-WEST


When first I lived in Liverpool
Some pleasure for to find
I heard a local singer there
Most pleasing to my mind

The scene was getting groovy then
The year was ’62
And in among the beat-group boys
This girl was fresh and new

Her rosy cheeks, her gutsy voice
Like arrows pierced my breast
She was The Maid Of Merseyside
The Star Of The North-West

She knew her black soul music then
She knew her r’n’b
She made her reputation
Without panto or TV

You’d catch her at the Cavern then
Or the Tower in New Brighton
Singing with a rhythm group
The punters couldn’t frighten

But Cruel Fate did wreck her
Her career was soon a past ’un
Poor girl, she signed to Decca:
Fame was snatched from Beryl Marsden.

So when the music biz sent round
Some tone-deaf cockney hack
To sign a slice of Mersey Sound
There was only Cilla Black.




REBECCA

It was rash of Neil McCormick in The Telegraph to give Rebecca Ferguson's debut album Heaven a 5-star review and to compare her to Nina Simone  -  but his heart was in the right place and he was responding to what he sees in her, rather than, as so many have done, dismissing her without listening or viewing, simply because she emerged via The X Factor and is entangled with Simon Cowell's Syco machine.

The videos for her two singles are boringly formulaic and almost identical, and her album disappoints  -  only three strongish songs, too much high-end voice  -  but she doesn't. She's a thrilling singer, a beautifully nervous live performer whose integrity shines out through her inventive phrasing when she does covers (I tried to describe this once before, when, on The X Factor, she tackled one of my least favourite Dylan songs). Musical integrity shines out no less on this, the acoustic version of her first single, Nothing's Real But Love (and if the video disappears again, you'll find it here on YouTube):




What a voice! And the woman has dignity. If I were in Britain (or Dublin) in the next few weeks I'd go and see her like a shot. More than once. Especially at Liverpool Philharmonic Hall. (It's a good small venue, by rock concert standards; it's just across the street from the wonderful Philharmonic Pub; and it's in Rebecca Ferguson's home town.) Her tour dates are:


Bridgewater Hall Manchester
Mon 20/02/12
19:00
           
Sage Gateshead
Tue 21/02/12
19:00
           
Clyde Auditorium Glasgow
Wed 22/02/12
19:00

New Theatre Oxford
Fri 24/02/12
19:00
           
Sheffield City Hall
Sat 25/02/12
19:00
           
Nottingham Royal Concert Hall
Mon 27/02/12
19:00
           
Portsmouth Guildhall
Tue 28/02/12
19:00
           
Symphony Hall Birmingham
Thu 01/03/12
19:00
           
York Barbican Centre
Fri 02/03/12
19:00
           
Blackpool Opera House
Sat 03/03/12
19:00
           
Waterfront Hall Auditorium Belfast
Mon 05/03/12
20:00

Grand Canal Theatre Dublin, IE
Tue 06/03/12
20:00

St David's Hall Cardiff
Thu 08/03/12
19:00
           
Liverpool Philharmonic Hall
Fri 09/03/12
19:00
           
Liverpool Philharmonic Hall
Sat 10/03/12
19:00
           
Colston Hall Bristol
Mon 12/03/12
19:00
           
Theatre Royal Drury Lane London
Tue 13/03/12
19:00
           
Plymouth Pavilions
Thu 15/03/12
19:00
           
Hexagon Theatre Reading
Fri 16/03/12
19:00
           

Liverpool Echo Arena
Sat 17/03/12
19:00
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