Saw Wayne's band at the Barley Mow last night. Cramped tiny bar with a good atmosphere. A spattering of fashionistas. Guess I've arrived in Hoxton. Beautiful French girl named Marie wearing a jumble sale and a Peruvian toque with shoulder length shock blonde hair and a Munroe beauty spot. Horn section didn't seem that rehearsed. Played a bit like they were just practicing at home in front of the cat. The drummer had the smallest drumkit in the world, like a child's drum kit. Shinri, who did back up vocals and some guitar, has a great voice, much musical shouting and whistling with four fingers in her mouth. Kind of like Roger Whittaker when Roger was a bit younger... And back when he was a sinewy black woman with lots of attitude and when he did more bluesy stuff rather than songs like 'Singing in the Rain'.
Overall the band could have been a bit tighter, but I enjoyed the gig. Didn't catch how many of the songs Wayne actually wrote. A number of them were by John Martin. Wayne was pretty solid. He sings all right, that boy.