Posts Tagged ‘Music’

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Once upon a time and long, long ago, in a land of unfeasibly wide lapels, sparkly eye-shadow and towering platform soles, the Christmas single was as much a part of the festive season as mince pies, mulled wine and mistletoe. Much has changed in the intervening years (fashions included, thankfully) but the bells still ring out for the hit singles of Christmas past. Yes, it may be 40 years since Slade and Wizard fought for the Christmas number one under the unseasonably hot lights of the Top Of The Pops studios [*] — longer yet  since  the Plastic Ono Band wished us Happy Xmas (War is Over) — but Christmas just wouldn’t be Christmas without a bit of tinsel-strewn glam pop to get the party started, now would it?

Which brings us to Christmas eve 2013 and the triumphant return of the Monkey Fingers to the Downs Hotel, Woodingdean. The five festive Fingers will be on top Xmas form and the band will certainly be looking to augment its characteristically eclectic mix of classic British 60s and 70s RnB with a few Christmas pop crackers (whilst hopefully avoiding the more obvious Christmas pop turkeys). So do join Brighton’s premiere 60s and 70s RnB band for some great tunes (with added tinsel and sleigh bells) down at The Downs Hotel, Woodingdean, 24th December, 9pm ’til midnight.

Gawd bless us, every one!

* For those of a tender age: back in 1973 Slade’s Merry Xmas Everybody famously beat off Wizard’s I Wish Could Be Christmas Every Day to the top of the pop charts (and the latter had to be content with number 4).

What is it with drummers? The backbeat and backbone of the band and generally content to take the back seat, eclipsed by bandmates and a bewildering construction of percussion items and supporting metalwork. I suspect it takes a certain kind of personality: selflessness, a closet love of engineering and a conviction that the music is all that matters.

The Monkey Fingers’ Nigel Summerley — pictured below — is a case in point. But exceptions prove the rule. Those whose formative musical years coincided with Top of the Pops in the early 1970s may well recall Golden Earring‘s Cesar Zuiderwijk, who would launch himself skywards over his drum kit at the finale of the drum solo on Radar Love. Gymnastic prowess is one way to grab centre stage, I suppose. Perhaps wisely though, Nigel tends to stay right behind the drums: at the back and on the beat. After all, the music’s all that matters.

Nigel Summerley

Behind the drums