July, 2009

Marseille Re-Do It The French Way

Marseille at Revolver: 11 July 2009neilboogieswithgirls1

This review is also published at Get Ready to Rock

As metal comebacks go, this ranks among the most surprising. Money clearly isn’t a main motivation. So used are we to seeing Neil Buchanan in the trademark red jumper presenting Art Attack on European telly  that it takes a little while to adjust to the cut off t shirt and strides again. The lure of the stage never leaves it seems.

But it doesn’t take long. Neil Buchanan is a born entertainer and a tremendous personality to have on stage with you. His trademark curls sit well on a rock star frame. And why shouldn’t it? As paper rounds go, that was not a bad one between 1980 and 2007. Isn’t it so annoying when a guy looks good , sounds good and can change career just like that? Bah!

Marseille isn’t about one man though. Andy Charters rejoins his old mucker on guitar, Singer, Nige Roberts is the only member not to have been in the original line up but has quickly stamped his own authority on the front man job.

Steve Dinwoodie on bass looks all of 25. In fact you would have been forgiven for thinking this was one of those notorious situations where just the one original member is joined by his nephews to perform under the original banner. No such genetic engineering here, with Charters flying over from the US especially.

Drummer Keith Knowles was temporarily excused from proceedings with an injured hand, but this didn’t detract from the occasion with Wolfpack’s Paul “Andy” Anderson filling in for both the Bolton and Birkenhead dates admirably at short notice.

The tone was upbeat. Marseille are deliberately treading the good time rock n’ roll grooves, continuing where they left off when Mountain records became a muddy landslide. It was interesting to see one guy celebrating his 21st freaking at the front of the stage with his mates. In fact audience profile at this Birkenhead rock club was encouraging with the horny hands of toil mingling with the bright young things.

First off was the anthemic Are You Ready? which really took us back to those heady days where Marseille were on the stadium tours in the US and blowing off Judas Priest at the Liverpool Empire. These are my words as an 18 year old witness and not their claims. Some of the older songs have been updated with the highlight, Heat of Night featuring some tasty soloing from Buchanan.  It’s a testament to a song when you can remember the riff and chorus when you wake up in the morning.

Do it The French Way was Marseille’s closest brush with Top of the Pops. Punkish in delivery was evident here and, as if by magic, two young ladies who looked as if they had been flown over from the French province made an impromptu appearance on backing vocals.

Nige Roberts is a fine addition. With a skull cap and leather pants on a humid Mersey evening, he must have lost a stone in weight but no less energetic in his voice which reminded me at times of Paul Stanley as opposed to Holder and Gramm who he had previously been compared to by fans. A none too shoddy set of comparisons then.

Criticisms were few and far between. While Marseille naturally look at the old days for inspiration n the early days of this reunion, it will be interesting to see how song writing develops live and digitally. At times, a slower more thoughtful number could have provided some variation. Even the most ardent feel good bands like Van Halen had their reflectional moments.

This is a band to seek out. Logically they are gigging twice a month across the UK due mainly to the geographical locations of the original members. Next visit to the UK is September with stops so far at Liverpool (Cavern), Midlands, Yorkshire, Tyneside and Lancashire to May 2010. Catch ‘em if you can.

Set list

Rock You Tonight
Are You Ready
You’re A Woman
Over & Over
The Can Can
Heat
Motherly Love
Lady of the night
Walking Through The night
Raise Hell
French Way
Some Like It Hot

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My Life with Michael

JacksonThe untimely death of Michael Jackson will not disappear from our newspapers overnight. From time to time, new evidence will come to light over the custody of the children, his fortune and his misfortune. Celebrity is the Room 101 of PR. Because of the impact the icon had on its audience, the myth can permeate to such an extent that it never completely dies with the person.

Elvis physically died in the 70′s but we are still hearing of sightings and the conspiracy theories over 30 years later. We don’t wish to know that The King had the veins of a 70 year old man and died straining on the loo thanks all the same.

I wouldn’t be surprised if there are quite few books in the publishing pipeline as I read this.” The Jackson I Knew” by his cousin twice removed on his ex wife’s side of the family maybe. And then there’s the accusations of paedophilia. Even bearing in mind Martin Bashir’s excellent piece of TV a few years ago, I am not convinced that Jackson used children for sexual gratification. Misguided yes, but anyhow my opinion is immaterial. What will be interesting is how this rather dark period will be PR’d in the future, either by the Jackson Estate or those who feel that libel laws will give bounty hunters the opportunity to squeeze a few grand through allegations that their kids were abused by Jackson.

The next big news rush will surround the publishing rights to his songs. Bright sparks will emerge with their own legal take on who owns what. From my own personal point of view, let’s hope Paul McCartney can wrest back the rights to the Beatles songs which Jackson rather deviously acquired after famously asking Paul’s advice on ways to invest money.

In PR your paths necessarily cross with celebrities, one or two might become clients. A second hand story from Hollywood emanated from my client, Glenn Hughes who was,in the band Deep Purple, the biggest selling act in the United States at the time. Imagine for a moment you are 22 years of age at a celebrity function and in walks John Wayne. Now your experience of Big John is from those amazing westerns of the 40′s and 50′s so you sidle up to him with your equally nervous friend, none other than David Coverdale. who was later to find further fame and fortune with Whitesnake. You ask for an autograph and The Duke’s eyes light up “Deep Purple? My daughter loves you guys. Can you sign this?”

Celebrity is what you perceive not what the person is. It’s a commodity. Branding. And many people take on the brand full square on the forehead, fans and artists alike. Some, like Metallica, believed their own hype and got into all sorts of bother with drugs to keep the high high. Glenn’s story is well documented elsewhere and will be released later this year, thanks to the expert authorship of Joel McIvor (who also wrote Metallica’s). A book currently out of print is Rock n Roll Babylon by Gary Herman which contains all the morbid back stage stories. eBay is your best bet.

Michael Jackson’s branding is once again marketable after his death and will remain so depending who gets the rights to his estate and who controls his business interests. It’s as if the trial didn’t happen. Elvis didn’t fart himself to death. Similarly Jacko never got into bed with Macaulay Culkin and read comics. The brilliant dancing in Thriller. That’s what’s about right now. With Elvis and John Lennon, it was pretty straight forward. The wives controlled the branding, more so in Priscilla’s case. Slap Elvis’s image on a t shirt without permission and you run the risk of a solicitor’s letter from Memphis. Pretty damn soon the “RIP Michael” t shirts people have lovingly assembled will become law suits.

The King of Pop is Dead. Long Live the King of Pop.

Picture source: livenews.com.au

Updates

Annnd here they come thick and fast as predicted. Here’s one of the bouncers pitching in with a beauty

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