Witnessing the Mojo Buford Band at the bronte blues club last night, ickledot experienced a whole range of emotions, the principal one being amazement. How could such an ickle club in a tiny space, barely a year old, provide entertainment of such an epic, stunning standard? There we were, perched on some lonely wuthering height in the Pennines, and yet the soundtrack was from a venue of vaster proportions.
From the opening chords of Tommy Allen's Fender (ickledot is no guitar spotter - the internet thing can be so useful), we all knew we were in for an historic evening. He and the rest of Mojo's band, Chris Lomas and Doug McMinn, were at the top of their game and Mojo himself was wonderful.
In an age when youth and celebrity reign over all it was so refreshing to witness a collaboration which spanned the decades so effortlessly, yielding such joyful results.
Another hit for bronteblues. Congratulations to all concerned.
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