It’s been ages coming, as Pan said to the actress ...
Rob Millis, session/sideman stalwart of the London scene and soi-disant “appalling liberal old hippie twat”, wears his heart (and several other body parts) on his sleeve in his long-planned, long-awaited debut release… and you can see from the cover how excited everyone is that he’s finally got it out!
Musically it’s heavily influenced by 60s American soul and R&B, and leavened with a large dollop of English irreverence (like many of the Brit bands of the late 60s / early 70s whose music was in deadly earnest but who didn’t take themselves too seriously). Politics and passion are the main themes as exemplified by opener For Want Of Love, a New Orleans-via-New Malden 60s soul lament for our times with fine Wurlitzer electric piano and smooth girly bvs, and the blues-tinged swinging political-philippic-cum-paean to his wife of That Thing Called You, which features nicely judged interjections from Mal Barclay’s guitar.
There are flashes of the Bonzos here and there, not least in Caution: Stoned Idiot At Work’s Stanshall-like take on a Band slow waltz, (whose jokey tale of cannabis-scuppered amour belies the complex chordal arrangements) and the very Neil Innes anti-Brexiteer broadside of The Swivel-Eyed, which again for all its acidic humour features a fine call-and-response with the backing singers, Jeff Savage’s measured harp solo, and an appropriately trenchant organ break. [Check out the video on YouTube for this, it’s a hoot...]
More humour appears in the Alan Price-meets-The Kinks (or X-rated Obla-di?) domestic ballad Dented Tins: a half time groove, with great fat brassy slide from James Beck, that encompasses “tinned food, cunnilingus-denial and vintage guitars…” A (slightly) more serious look at love comes in My Unrequited Flame, a Carole King-ish piano-led ballad to misplaced love-that-never-was: its conversational confessional is accompanied with lush girly bvs and tight, easy listening rhythm guitar and rich production to underline its earnest.
There’s further polish in Somebody Needs The Sack, another lament, this time for lost billions in the 2008 crisis with hints of Beatlesque psychedelia from reverbed guitars, mellotron and tricksy timings, and also featuring some excellent early-Preston organ from Rob.
Jokes and jibes take a back seat in two heartfelt numbers: Dear Friends is an organ-backed blues-doo-wop tribute to friends old and new who have buoyed him through these dark times, while Smile On is an unashamedly emotional tribute to his old West London musical sparring partner and chum Jules Fothergill. A slow Memphis soul-waltz sprinkled with tasteful ornamentation and double-guitar interplay from Mike Ross, great gospelly bvs, and a stonking Gregg-ish organ burst.
While Rob might not be a Brooker or an Allman in the vocal department, his heart (and spleen and everything else) pour out through his delivery - and he is no slouch on organ, piano (electric and non-), mellotron, clavinet, and on occasion even rhythm and bass guitars… and he has a crack bunch of musicians behind him (as well as those already named: John Gordon bass; Graham Walker drums; and combinations of Toni Fortune, Clarence Hunte, An'drusilla Mosley and Lauren Dove providing backing vocals.)
A record that’s as fun and provoking as the cover art (Parental Guidance - may offend the easily offended…)
Available to download/stream now from here: https://robmillisuk.bandcamp.com/releases
Rob will be performing songs from the album at its launch at The Cavern Freehouse on Wednesday 10th August - free entry!











