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Fifties tribute who
can rock and roll
OH BOY! Buddy Holly fans were
in for a treat as they spent the
night Reminiscing with the UK’s
number one tribute act A Legend
Reborn at the Pavilion.
Before the show had even
started, audiences were
transported back in time with
black-and-white adverts from the
era screened on the stage and
archive footage of screaming
fans getting worked up over 1950s
legends, including Holly himself.
The title of the show is a little
embellished, given the energy
and charisma of which the main
star, Marc Robinson and his
band, The Counterfeit Crickets,
put in. Yet there was no question
that the Brown Eyed Handsome
Man on stage and the rest of the
gang looked and sounded the
part.
With Holly’s notorious
hiccupping vocals and elaborate
guitar riffs, the band treated
the crowd to classics such as
Peggy Sue, Words of Love, Down
the Line and the most notable
Everyday in the first half,
accompanied with excellent,
if not slightly unusual, thigh-
slapping percussion from the
drummer.
Between some over-worn
jokes in dodgy Texan accents,
audiences were also treated to
plenty of lesser-known tracks
such as Blue Days Black Nights,
Tell Me How, Bo Didley and
Wishing, which kept heads
swaying and toes tapping.
Into the second half, the band
had re-energised and came on
ready to Rock Around. Kicking
off with That’ll Be the Day, the
crowd were right back into the
swing of things, singing along
to more of their much-loved hits
such as Not Fade Away, Well
Alright, True Love Ways, and
even some Elvis crowd-pleasers
like Blue Suede Shoes and Rip It
Up.
The audience were even
given opportunities to see some
polished solo acts as double-bass
player Alan, keyboard-playing
Chris, lead guitarist Adrien, and
drummer Paul, had a Rave On
their instruments and proved
that rock ’n’ roll still stands the
test of time.
Finishing off the night, Buddy
and the gang performed Great
Balls of Fire, which ended the set
on a triumphant high.
RACHEL LILY
BUDDY AND THE GANG: Buddy Holly - A Legend Reborn performing at Weymouth Pavilion
CD REVIEW
SHANE FILAN
RIGHT HERE
THIS is former Westlifer Shane
Filan’s second solo album.
Right Here and Your Love
Carries Me have the familiar feel
of Westlife tracks but the album
has some surprises - bolder
forays into new territory with
some voice synthesizing on the
Akon-esque Beautiful to Me.
Many of the lyrics reek of
laziness such as - ‘you may be
committing a crime, But I’m here
doing the time’.
His duet with Nadine Coyle
of Girls Aloud is somewhat
dispiriting and makes little use
of her high reaching vocals.
The Burt Bacharach influenced
Worst Kind of Love is the
highlight of the album, it’s just
a shame that the majority of it
sounds too similar to the Westlife
material.
We’re just left with a lone voice
and four vacated stools on the
stage.
JOANNA DAVIS
CD REVIEW
JESS GLYNNE
I CRY WHEN I LAUGH
THIS one’s a belter. There’s no
escaping it.
You can’t have been anywhere
near a radio in the past year if
you’re not familiar with Glynne’s
disco pop style currently riding
high in the charts and at its most
catchy in Hold My Hand.
Consistently uplifting, this
album falls short of reaching the
soulful heights you might expect
from Glynne, with the only
surprises being what sounds like
the sound effects of Super Mario
jumping on a ‘mushroom’ in Real
Love.
Although somewhat devoid
of light and shade, this blast of
pure disco pop is a solid effort
and promisingly hints at a more
fleshed out and considerably
more soulful follow-up.
JOANNA DAVIS
CONCERT REVIEW
BUDDY HOLLY - A LEGEND REBORN
Weymouth Pavilion
DVD REVIEW
JURASSIC WORLD (12) ****
CONCERT REVIEW
MUSICIANS OF LONDON WALL
Bridport Arts Centre, The Hub
THE Musicians of London Wall
are fine, young musicians who
were, in most cases, visiting the
West Country for the first time.
More importantly, they were
swapping hectic London lives
to be looked after locally by
generous hosts.
Under the headline The
Old Virtuosity Shop, their
programme of baroque music
ranged from great and influential
composers – Vivaldi, Handel,
Telemann and Corelli – to
lesser known figures such as
Barrière, and Mancini whose
slow movements of his D
minor Sonata revealed a deep
melancholy. But the recurrent
theme was one of virtuosity,
exemplified by Biber’s Sonata
in A.
Emily Baines, recorder
(replaced by Oonagh Lee on
the final day), Ivana Cetkovic,
baroque violin, Alexis Bennett,
baroque violin and viola, Kate
Conway, baroque cello and Katie
De La Matter, harpsichord, each
shone in solos as well as trios
and quartets: Telemann’s Quadro
in G minor made a powerful
impact in its agility as well as its
sadness.
Explanatory introductions
were enlightening, and far from
dryly academic.
The Musicians of London Wall
brought each concert to a close
with their own adaptation of
Corelli’s famous variations on
Portuguese folk tune, La Folia.
ANTHONY PITHER
JURASSIC World opened to the
public in 2005 and now welcomes
more than 20,000 visitors a day.
Claire Dearing (Bryce
Dallas Howard) oversees park
operations, while Dr Henry Wu
plays God in the laboratories,
splicing DNA strands to create
terrifying new breeds.
Thus the ferocious and highly
intelligent Indominus Rex is
born.
“This will give the parents
nightmares,” shudders park CEO
Simon Masrani.
When the Indominus Rex
escapes her paddock, Claire
begs naval officer-turned-animal
behaviour specialist Owen Grady
(Chris Pratt) to capture the beast
and protect her nephews, Zach
and Gray, who are trapped in the
middle of the bloodbath.
Jurassic World is a muscular,
rollicking romp that captures
some of the adrenaline-pumping
thrills and jaw-dropping awe we
felt more than 20 years ago when
Steven Spielberg first unleashed
dinosaurs back into the world.
Pratt is an instantly likeable
hero and he catalyses a screen
chemistry with Howard who
faces the dino-pocalypse in
highly inappropriate footwear.
Action sequences are
orchestrated at a lick, including
chaotic scenes of a flock of
pteranodons plucking visitors
from the ground.
This is by far the bloodiest
chapter of the Jurassic saga, if
not quite the best.