“Dude, where’s my car?” It’s a given with these chirpy rockers, Beechwood, that you WILL feel the wind through your hair like that of a ride through the open roads of the U.S of A. Take the magic numbers indescribable charm and throw them way back into the 60’s. Aided by bouncy drummer Pete, the inevitable foot-tapping qualities of this band have reassured me that a blast from the past is most certainly something to cherish and is certain to hold a good night out as these guys show that experience is an advantage with some convincing abundance; notably the skilful guitar that could most certainly marry the groovy, stomping bass if this were to be legalised. There is no avoiding the 20th century influence, whether you are a fan of the beach boys or the Beatles.

To the crowds delight this is a refreshing listen for a Friday night in an age of chart clogging power chords. Furthermore the harmonic 3 piece vocals could dazzle any modern music ear. “Beechwood” put on an honest performance which the audience revel in. There’s a clear sense that they are not pretending to be anything their not, which makes their guitar strings raise your face into an uncontrollable smile at seeing this band live, which obviously mirrors the happy go lucky entertainment taking place on stage.

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By Nick Furlong