Fresh from a tour opening for The Wildhearts and with a new single in tow, garage rock revivalists the Jim Jones All Stars make a welcome return to The Crescent in York as part of a short run of headline shows of their own.
“A bubbling swamp curse of unholy rhythm” is how they describe themselves in the press blurb, and I couldn’t put it better myself. Whether he’s fronting Thee Hypnotics, The Jim Jones Revue, Jim Jones & The Righteous Mind or this, his latest incarnation, there is one constant with Jim Jones, and that is raw, primal rock n’ roll goodness. And with a new Chris Robinson produced album in the can and on the way soon, times are good for one of the UK’s finest new live bands.
Opening proceedings tonight is a young five-piece band (although there are four of them tonight) called Us. As you can imagine, it’s difficult to find any information online for a band with that name, but all I can say is, don’t let the baggy clothes and floppy fringes cloud your judgment, as these boys play killer rock n’ roll like their lives depend on it, and on this first listen they appear to have the songs too.
Turns out with a bit of digging they hail from Helsinki, which is a big surprise, as their retro sound straddles Dr Feelgood and The Stooges to these ears. They remind me of two other young bands that were doing the rounds a decade ago, The Strypes and the 45’s… remember them?
I mentioned they have the songs. The likes of ‘Night Time’ and ‘Snowball Season’ are great tunes that work well live and ‘Hop On A Cloud’ has cool 60’s pop vibes and an early Hanoi Rocks quirkiness to it. There was even an emotive guitar solo to rival Slash and Noel Gallagher. I also like the way they take a bow, Japanese style, right after every song.
Us have an album out called ‘Underground Renaissance’, which I will be checking out in due course, I urge you to do the same and go see ‘em live, you will not be disappointed.
The Jim Jones All Stars are on fire right now, but isn’t that always the case? I’ve seen Jim Jones in many of his incarnations over the years, and his bands never disappoint, but there’s something special about this one. The opening instrumental ‘Drink Me’ sets the scene with the duelling sax attack of Stuart Dace and Tom Hodges, a pair who bring funk & soul to the rock n’ roll party. Looking like outcasts from a 90s Guy Ritchie movie, the pair are mesmerising to watch, as animated as the frontman, and clapping to the beat and working the crowd when not blowing those saxes.
The unmistakable, raspy lead vocals are delivered with the fury of Little Richard and the raw power of Iggy Pop, as the frontman prowls the stage, preaching to the converted, behind him the band run through a set of career hits.
Joining him in this 7-piece collective are Jim Jones Revue survivors Gavin Jay on bass and Elliott Mortimer tinkling the ivories. Guitarist Carlton Mounsher and drummer Aiden Sinclair round off this bunch of cool cats that not only sound tight, but look tight as well.
‘Burning Your House Down’ is a bombastic highlight with cool dynamics and a killer delivery. They power on through with the ultra-cool anthem that is ‘Gimme The Grease’, where Dace & Hodge come into their own. ‘I Want You (Anyway I Can)’ sounds immense and ‘Troglodyte’ is jammed out and extended, yet never outsays its welcome, the frontman inciting a righteous singalong with the impossible-to-keep-up-with “sock it to me” refrain.
Oldies are greeted like old friends, who can deny the primal fury of ‘Rock n Roll Psychosis’ or the odd Thee Hypnotics classic? Newbies ’Born To Ride’ and latest single ‘Going Higher’ fit in perfectly and bode well for the upcoming new album.
Both musically and visually, it feels like you are witnessing something special at an All-Stars show. There’s a classic, ‘old school’ band feel, like they have just stepped out of a 60s juke joint and right into your local venue. They capture that certain live band energy, the sweat and the sawdust, the parts from movies you loved like The Blues Brothers or even The Commitments, maybe even the energy of those old Little Richard and Chuck Berry clips you watched as a kid.
As the last notes of the final encore ring out, the band hold their instruments to the sky in unison, like a triumphant warrior parading his kill. The Jim Jones All Stars came, they saw, and they conquered. Long may they reign.
Author: Ben Hughes
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