Band:
Pretty Boy Floyd Venue:
Trillians Rock Bar, Newcastle upon Tyne, UK Date:
7 February 2002
Tonight was a total sell-out, which is a rare thing for bands playing this
particular venue. It may be the most famous rock bar in the North East of
England but how many times have we seen this many people crammed into this
venue?
The hoards swarmed in as soon as the doors opened and soon the management
and bouncers began to look nervous.
We had come out in full force and whoever said glam rock was dead and
buried should have been here tonight. It's not even had a snooze as far as
we're concerned. We were here to party and eagerly awaited our heroes with
pints in one hand and camera's in the other.
Sadly the opening
band Neon Bomb were all attitude and no substance and failed miserably to
even turn our heads. They screeched, they jumped around the stage the lead
singer even leapt off and tried to run around the crowd to get their
attention. We weren't having any of it.
This is one band that were so terminally dire that someone should really
tell them to drop the attitude and concentrate more on their actual
material. The only cheer they got was at the end when they left.
We have local bands playing the social club on a Friday night with more
talent than these guys.
For anyone to follow a band straight after a 'performance' like that was
going to be a tough one.
Luckily though it came in the shape of Pretty Boy Floyd, a band whose Porn
Stars CD gets so much play in the local clubs it's almost into our
leathers. Having spoken to a few people earlier on while the support act
were playing it soon became apparent that a good percentage of the crowd
here tonight had actually come along to see Pretty Boy Floyd as opposed to
Faster Pussycat.
This wasn't meant as a personal slur on Faster Pussycat though; it's just
that with so many tracks off Porn Stars being played in the clubs, a lot
of people were looking forward to experiencing them live.
Rather sadly the only original member of the band left is lead singer
Steve Summers. However the new faces came in the
shape of Keri Kelli on lead guitar, Lesli Sanders on Bass, and not
forgetting the rather tasty Dish on drums.
Within seconds, yes literally within seconds every head was
turned to the front of the stage and eyes and ears were
locked on the band. Opening with 'Your momma won't
Know', the band soon had us eating out of the palm of their hands.
Cranking up the mood a bit more they continued with a long
time favourite 'Leather Boyz'. By this time we were up and
we were partying our little socks off. We didn't need to be
asked twice when it comes to a good time we're up there with
the best of them. The band might have looked a little worried
when they first came on but once they had ripped into this gem they
realised we were with them 200%.
How long have we been crying out for decent rock music? I can't remember
the times people
have said … 'oh I remember the good old days when bands played songs that
used to be fun and used to get us going'. Well here tonight we had a band
that did just that. They played well; they looked genuinely humble at the
huge response the fans gave them.
They pouted and posed alright, but they had an endearing edge to them that
made us love for all they were worth. Just goes to show when you have
proper talent and solid songs you don't need to have a mean gun-slinging
attitude. You can shoot from the hip, but we don't need you to shoot from
the lip as well. Neon Bomb take note!
While Steve strutted across the stage and gave us all his sex god gaze,
Keri and Lesli played mean and dirty with their guitars. Who could fail to
notice the brightly coloured mane Lesli was sporting? To say it was
magnificent is an understatement.
Perched at the back and pounding seven shades out of the drums was a very
hot looking Dish. He may have felt warm but he looked like he was having
the time of his life back there.
The band also had a guest guitarist joining them on tour. I think he
hailed from Leeds, but don't quote me on that. Sorry but I can't remember
your name, but I do remember you were one hell of a guitarist and I
wondered why we hadn't seen you on tour with other bands before.
The room was hot, the fans pressed up against the front of the stage,
totally bewitched by the band and their tunes.
The band played 'Shut Up' from the new EP called 'A tale of Sex'. It
sounded really good and the fans soon joined in with the catchy chorus.
Steve and Keri played a wonderful version of 'Wild Angels' which would
normally have seen a hundred lighters flicked into action if the room
hadn't been so packed with so many backcombed heads stuck solid with
hairspray. Wella should have sponsored this tour, as there must have been
a sudden surge in their Shockwaves hairspray this week. Gosh what a
flammable lot we must have been that night!
Other gems
throughout the set that set the room alight (metaphorically speaking of
course!) were 'Rock n' roll Outlaws' and 'Good girl gone Bad'.
The set flew over and sadly came to an end all too soon. I know there were
a great many people who would have loved to have stood listening to this
band all night. Perhaps next time they tour they might risk coming over as
the headliner and giving us more of this good stuff.
Fabulous set, brilliant performance, hurry back lads we love ya big time!
Setlist:
Your momma won't Know
Leather Boyz
Junkie Girl
Toast of the Town
Shut Up
Rock n' roll Outlaws
Good girl gone Bad
Wild Angel
I wanna be with You
48 hours to Rock
Set the Night
Related
links:
Gig Reviews ...
Pretty Boy Floyd -
Newcastle (2002)
Shameless, Tuff & Pretty Boy Floyd -
Bradford (2007)
Sadly the opening
band Neon Bomb were all attitude and no substance and failed miserably to
even turn our heads. They screeched, they jumped around the stage the lead
singer even leapt off and tried to run around the crowd to get their
attention. We weren't having any of it.
