Here's the latest Reavsey Write-Up for a UFK gig
Unlucky Fried Kitten
The Command House - Chatham
30 August 2009
Lee palmer - bass
James palmer - guitar
James Hayward - drums
Andy Export - Vox
Today
we were in for a treat. UFK and the revolving door policy they practice
had a few more spins than usual, namely James on drums, James on
Guitars and Lee on Bass.
This was their first public performance
together, so in the words of International rescue, "Anything Can Happen
in the Next half hour" and probably will.
What did happen was
the first full band performance of UFK for many years. Having witnessed
the stripped down version of UFK, (I prefer Andy with clothes on
though) the added personnel gave the songs a whole new dimension.
Andy
Export came on like some punked up Morris dancer, coupling a nice hat
(probably a remnant from his early Morris period) with yellow doc
martins. Ian Dury's face beamed from his t shirt, and at times, Andy
performed what appeared to be a swaying dance with some nifty footwork,
dragging him back from what looked to be a certain fall at the last
moment defying “Newton’s laws”.
An excellent crisp compressed
guitar sound from "Guitar James" cut through the overcast Chatham day
to signal the start of proceedings, Export with some surprisingly
nimble footwork found his feet and launched into "People".
A
great rendition of "To Whom It May Concern" followed with the immortal
last line "How many paranoid schizophrenics can you see in an English
Country Sanatorium"
"Made In Russia" sounded great with the
growling guitar and slightly traditional Russian arrangement, building
momentum until the final refrain...Little Paul McCartney did indeed
play in Russia.
Next came an old Martini Slutz (A previous Andy
Export fronted band) classic, "Underground Worker" where the amazing
mental dexterity of Mr Export enabled him to give vent to an on the
spot couplet which included Ben Jones and The Rolling Stones
The man is a legend
Next came "Loserville.com"
A
sad melancholic song where love is sought on the “World Wide Web”. It
tells of the bleakness and isolation of the "relationship less" and the
let down when you find that your ideal date is in fact an aging chain
smoker from a popular TV soap opera.
During "Loserville.com",
Export decided to extend the stage area and climbed down onto terra
firma below. As interesting as this was, I don’t think I was alone in
wondering how he would get back onto the stage again. Like a true pro,
in a short musical interlude Export placed the mic on stage and legged
it across to the stairs at the side of the stage where he sprung up
them to be re united with the mic back on stage, in perfect time to
finish the song with the final words “Dot Cotton".
I expect him to say that this was all meticulously planned of course...
The
set closed with "My Town". UFK songs are nothing but educational of
course and the ever helpful Mr Export pointed towards the location of
various places like "Gillingham" and "Strood" while singing, therefore
pre empting any doubts the audience might have as to their approximate
location...Rock and geography always seem fitting bedfellows to me.
All the Jim Jims in this town or should I say all the Jim Jims on My town did exceptionally well...As did Lee on bass.
In
all seriousness, UFK (a self confessed POP band) make very wry and
witty songs with excellent catchy tunes and can make 8 minutes seem
like an eternity ;o)...Andy Export, the songwriter and vocalist, often
adds verses spontaneously so you never really know what you are going
to get, which I thinks adds to the fun.
Down on one knee (or
sometimes both), the singer bares his soul clutching at his chest, eyes
skyward. Bemoaning the loss of some eastern European maid or other,
like a speech impediment cured Kevin Rowland searching for the lost
Soul rebels. Sometimes the drama is quite intense, only with UFK, it
may just mean that Andy is looking for his missing contact lens again...
Well
done to all at UFK...and not forgetting the ever present and today 5th
member of UFK, Rio "Fellini" Fraser who with arms of steel, fortified
by Lambert and Butler and the odd Dolly Mixture, tirelessly captures
the melee on stage for posterity.
Set List
People
To whom it may concern
Made in Russia
Underground worker
Loserville
Life in my town
Review by Reavsey...a UFK Follower ;o