I see a red light and it makes the stage go black …
... Plunger aren’t sure what the BK had in mind when they did the refurb of their ‘music area’ recently, but if it was ‘disused engine shed’ they’ve pretty much nailed it. The lights are upgraded too, with special computerised L.E.D. (Light Eradicating Diode? Lords of Eternal Darkness?) ones that do just as good a job of hiding the bands as the old ones.
No small irony then that The Second Sons (Nick Harding on vocals, Chris Harding guitar and vocals, Alessandro Cinelli drums, Marco Cinelli guitar and George Price bass) opened their headlong canter of a set with Light It Up, a barrelling, belligerent, Jumpin’ Jack Flash-meets-Brown Sugar romp. There was more of the same in the bustling 20th-Century-Streetfighting-Boy mash-up Best Of Me, the down-and-dirty Some Girls groove of What You Need Is Love and the louche, Tumbling southern shamble of Sick Of It All.
There may have been little light but there was plenty of heat generated by the high-energy Madchester tom-shuffle of Letter To Harvey, the hard-edged Lend A Hand (with Chris on lead vox) and the punky, urgent snare-driven Can’t You See, as well as a fine nod to Chuck Berry with a boisterous Bye Bye Johnny. Easing back a little was the slow-and-hazy Can’t Always Get... vibe of new song Walk A Mile.
The Second Sons have bottled the verve and gusto of ‘proper’ 70s bands, and hit you with a killer wall of sound: the beefy drive of the rhythm section, the trenchant twin-guitar attack, meaty sax and powerful laddish vocals defy you to stay still and Plunger’s fave of the night epitomised all of that. The slinky, louche southern lope of Ain’t It A Shame saw temple-block drums and luscious slide topped with Nick’s hair raising vocal prowess, before a classic 70s spacey midbreak had spare bass-and-shaker backing for some fantastic discursive psychedelic noodling, from sax and both guitars, a couple of ‘Gimme one time, gimme two times” tutti stabs, with Nick’s harp finally joining in for a storming bluesy crescendo.
When it comes to Good Time, adrenaline-fuelled entertainment The Second Sons are second to none...