Kiziah And The Kings EP Review : Heard it All Before by @daveJarrerevue #DoncasterIdGreat @thedonnyleopard
A brave title for an EP if ever there was one but that’s what Kiziah And The Kings have titled their brand new 4 track EP. (It’s technically 5 tracks but that includes a radio edit of opening track Kings And Queens).
Kiziah And The Kings seem to have been on the local scene forever but given that Kiziah is still only 25 that can’t be the case. Still, with two Doncaster Live performances under their belts and a recent support slot with Kitty, Daisy And Lewis they are still major players on the local scene.
There have been a few line up changes along the way but now with Richard Cook (guitar & keyboard), Fin Haddrell (drums) and most notably Wrieff Muldoon (bass) in the mix with siblings Kiziah & Dane Watson they’ve really found their sound.
The opening of Kings And Queens highlights this better than anything. It’s pure funk. Wrieff’s bass pumping as Kiziah’s vocal swirls all around it. The pounding drums and Dane’s staccato guitar come in and your feet are on the move. I challenge you to listen to it and stand stock still. (The whole EP is worth the £5 asking fee just for Dane’s guitar work as the song builds to it’s crescendo).
Ain’t No Breaking Me is a dub/reggae gem. I was transported back to a very lost weekend in Notting Hill 27 years ago. Again the new rhythm section showing why they’re such valuable editions to the band.
Title track Heard It All Before is next up. My favourite on the EP. We’re funking out again. This could have been released in the summer of ’77, not to say it doesn’t sound fresh. With Cooky in there it gives Dane free reign to show how he’s matured as a guitarist over the last 6 years. It’s a soulful belter of a song. I’ve had it on repeat for about a week now.
Fourth track is a reworking of old favourite Baby Don’t Go, the first Kiziah song I ever heard. I’ll be honest on my first listen to this new version I wasn’t keen. I loved the raw emptiness of the original but this fleshed out version is definitely a grower. More faithful to the original than I first thought but with a fuller sound. (I still miss the slightly too long break in the middle though).
It’s a very polished EP, which given it was produced by Steve Ellis at Orion Studios was always going to be the case. Only four songs but the best set of songs I’ve heard the band put together. More of the same please.
The EP launch takes place at The Leopard on Friday March 18th with support from We Are Statues, The Introspects and Bang Bang Romeo’s Anastasia Walker. On the basis of the EP it promises to be something very special.
I won’t say ‘see you at the front’. I’m too old for that malarkey. I’ll be getting my funk on at the back of the room somewhere.
An evening with Simon Callow at Cast explores whatever happened to Orson Welles?
One of our most respected stage and screen stars, Simon Callow talks about his most recent book One-Man Band, the third volume in his epic study of the life and work of Orson Welles, in a special evening at Cast, Doncaster on Friday 1 April.
This new talk and reading explores what it was like to be around Welles in the centenary of his birth, and, with a precision rarely attempted before, what it was like to be him.
Combining a successful career on stage and screen with writing, Simon Callow is one of British theatre and film’s most familiar faces (and voice), including his portrayal of the much-loved character Gareth in the hit film Four Weddings and a Funeral. His engaging style and performances have received critical acclaim, no less for his writing and series of one-man shows or portrayals have tackled the works and biographies of Charles Dickens (whom he also portrayed twice in Doctor Who), William Shakespeare, Oscar Wilde and for over 25 years, Orson Welles.
One-Man Band is the third volume in Callow’s biographical study of Orson Welles, the star and director of the 1938 War of the Worlds radio broadcast and Citizen Kane. Picking up after The Road to Xanadu (1995) and Hello Americans (2006), Callow’s new book and tour continues his comprehensive and penetrating detail into one of the most complex artists of the twentieth century.
With his own experience and forays across literature, theatre, opera, TV and film, Callow looks closely at the triumphs and failures of Welles ambitious one-man assault on one medium after another, of which his radical and original approach opened up new directions and possibilities.
The book begins with Welles’ self-exile from America, and his realisation that he could only function happily as an independent film-maker, a one-man band; by 1964, he had filmed Othello, which took three years to complete; Chimes at Midnight; and his sole return to Hollywood, Touch of Evil.
Along the way, Welles made inroads into the fledgling medium of television and a number of stage plays, and even ballet. Meanwhile his private life was as dramatic as his professional life.
Tickets for An Evening with Simon Callow: One Man Band on Friday 1 April, 7.30pm at Cast are £16.50, available on 01302 303 959 or by visiting castindoncaster.com.
Mystery Jets, Gaz Coombes, My Nu Leng, Novelist, Floorplan, Skream,
Paleman, Leon Vynehall and Scuba also feature in the latest
Tramlines – Sheffield’s award-winning inner-city music festival – has added hip-hop heroes Jurassic 5 and pop icon Kelis to its 2016 bill, alongside a whole host of new additions.
The festival, which takes place from Friday 22 to Sunday 24 July across four outdoor spaces and 15 venues across the city, is widely recognised for its consistently diverse lineup. This year’s bill is no exception, delivering a genre-defying mix of talent including co-headliners Jurassic 5 and Kelis, alongside Mystery Jets, Gaz Coombes, My Nu Leng, Novelist, Floorplan, Skream, Leon Vynehall, Scuba and many more. The new additions join the already announced likes of Dizzee Rascal, Catfish and the Bottlemen, Field Music, Young Fathers, Dawn Penn, Toddla T, Goldie MBE, Little Simz,
Norman Jay MBE and many more
Alternative hip-hop legends Jurassic 5 (Sunday) continue to add to Tramlines’ reputation as a key
event for fans of the genre, joining festival alumni including Public Enemy, Sugarhill Gang, De La Soul, Mobb Deep and more. The ground-breaking and critically-acclaimed group helped to shape the sound of hip-hop in the 90s, with their influence continuing to be heard today. Meanwhile, US pop icon Kelis will perform hits from her 15-year career and astounding, six-album back catalogue. A hugely talented and influential artist, fans will be able to enjoy Kelis’ closing set on
Tramlines’ outdoor Main Stage on Saturday 23 July.
Elsewhere, festival organisers have added to the burgeoning list of guitar bands on the bill, with
festival favourites Mystery Jets and former Supergrass frontman Gaz Coombes both newly announced.
As always, Tramlines provides an impressive platform for emerging talent, with further additions to the lineup including Belfast duo exmagician (formerly Cashier #9); BBC 6 Music sweetheart Laura J
Martin; the genre-spanning electronica of Miles from Kinshasa; the downtempo groove of Roseau; rising MC Coco; the dreamy melodies of Portland duo Pure Bathing Culture; sophisticated alt-pop duo Ardyn and anthemic indie-rock from Sundara Karma.
The latest announcement also sees a huge injection of electronic and bass music talent. One of the hottest names in electronic music, Bristol-based Black Butter duo My Nu Leng will appear, showcasing their inventive, dark and atmospheric take on garage. Elsewhere, much-hyped grime artist Novelist, dubstep-guru-turned-techno-master Skream, the stylish house grooves of Leon Vynehall, jazz drummer Paleman, Scuba, Boddika, Zed Bias, Tom Trago and Sheffield duo Sticky Blood all join the bill, alongside Detroit techno legend Robert Hood, under his ground-breaking Floorplan alias.
Now in its eighth year, Tramlines is a unique cultural experience, attracting over 100,000 festival-goers and an incredibly varied and engaging selection of international and UK talent to Sheffield.
2015 saw sell-out crowds enjoy an unforgettable weekend with a new Main Stage doubled in capacity to 15,000 and performances including Basement Jaxx, The Charlatans, Buzzcocks, Sugarhill
Gang, Martha Reeves, Slaves, Billy Bragg and more.
Tickets for Tramlines Festival 2016 are now on sale and, as ever, they remain seriously good value. A full weekend ticket (covering all stages from day until night) comes in at the bargain price of just £42.
The 2016 ticketing system brings with it some changes, with the introduction of Day and Night tickets now making it easier for festival-goers to catch their favourite bands. From £23 +bf, fans of bands, new music, and those for whom watching the headliners is a must can opt for a Daytime Ticket, providing access to all outdoor stages and various venues. For fans of dance music of all kinds, from techno to D&B and everything in between, a Night-time Ticket is available for £20 + bf,
permitting entry to clubs on Friday and Saturday night, or from £5+ bf if Sunday is the night to stay out!
For up-to-the-minute information about Tramlines 2016, visit www.tramlines.org.uk or follow
Tramlines on Twitter @tramlines
What planet are you on?
On 02 Feb at Doncopolitan HQ I portaled down a hall bedecked with voodoo skulls, and then to the catacombed interior of New Weird Planet.
We slurped on organic mead and scoffed vegan curry from Green Thumb. I took in the low lit, art infested space where Shamanic Healer Suzanne beat her double sided ritual drum. One side female, the other male – one removing energy, the other returning it.
Experimental Sonic Machines…
In a dark corner, an experimental sonic machine dwelt in the shadow of a helmetted and cloaked P.K Rollings, chanting and dancing. His rabbit-eared robot drummer sparked into life beating out a metallic and insistent rhythm. Electronically bowed instruments purred into life, completing the cacophony of modern yet primitive music.
As we gathered about the stairs, we were drawn to local artist; John Alexander’s distressed cine film flooding disconnected footage of croquet games, old rollercoaster rides and cop films through partition windows; all accompanied by angular electronica.
Glenn Moss, guitarist with Fallen Trees, wove delicate melodies across moody, atmospheric, furred up samples. His ambient soundscapes put me in mind of a cross between Twin Peaks and FKA Twigs.
Mat Handley played a twenty minute medley with no vocal. His synths delivered minimalist soundscapes, partnered with glacial guitar work by Passion-Play’s Tony Nicholson.
Tape Noise Dex…
Once the complicated array of pedals and lights found their place, it was a thrill to watch this shadow play with accompanying synth, guitar and flute. The narrator regailed us with riddles, thoughts and the passing of time.
The three noise demons, Craig, Paul and Jade unfurled their sonic flag. A flag with many colours, each representing a glitched and distorted version of mood and texture. Beaten road signs and mannikins met with scrunched samples, guitar poetry and porn confetti. The human beast in emotive bursts of anger and rage, beauty and sadness.
This was a wonderfully bleak and fitting end to an evening of specially disquieting performances.
As we stumbled out into the new Winter night, wrapped up against the metaphor of cold air, I thought about how Doncaster’s art rock circle had finally been squared.
Let’s have more of this kind of thing.
Doncaster’s Oldest, Craziest Tradition
The story goes that some time during the 14th century, Lady de Mowbray of Haxey was riding in the field that separates Haxey from neighbouring village, Westwoodside. A particularly strong gust of wind blew Lady de Mowbray’s riding hood from her head drawing the attention of thirteen farm workers. The farm workers, being a subservient lot, started to fight over the honour of returning the hood to the Lady. Unfortunately for him, the first worker who managed to grab the hood had an attack of nerves and daren’t approach the good lady to return the hood. Little did the farmhand know that this seemingly small event would lead to him being referred to as ‘the fool’ for centuries to come.
The fool gave the hood to one of the other farmhands who must have been chuffed when the Lady described him as having behaved like a lord. This young chancer has been described as ‘the lord’ forever thus. The other 11 farmhands were given the name ‘boggins’. There must be an origin to this phrase, but I think it is more fun to let the word boggins wash over you in an awesome wave and just accept it…
So fast forward 650 years or so and I find myself in a taxi on the way to the annual Haxey Hood event with a smile on my lips and a song in my heart. Little did I know that 10 pints, some milkshake flavoured strawberry vodka, 3 pork sandwiches and an embarrassing fall into some poor woman’s lap later I would be feeling a lot less chipper.
Preparations for Haxey Hood actually begin weeks before, but the official kick off to the day is the painting of the fool in the Carpenters Arms (Carps to the locals). This involves the fool having his face painted and his clothing feathered and then the drinking begins. From there the Boggins and some officials do the tour of the four pubs that take part in the Haxey Hood stopping off in each one to sing the traditional songs of the day.
I was in The Loco when the singing started and it is truly a spectacle; a pub packed full of people all singing and swaying along. If I had a sword in my belt and a goblet in my hand instead of dark berry cider in a plastic cup it would almost have felt like I had wandered onto the set of Game of Thrones.
The game itself is best described as a chaotic rugby scrum with an unlimited number of players. The object of the game is to get the long covered pole (representing Lady de Mowbray’s fateful hood) back to the pub of the players choice. This can go on long into the night and indeed there are stories of people leaving the scrum during daylight for some dinner only to return in the dark to join right back in.
After a few very enjoyable pints in The Loco where I first got a taste of the locals impeccable hospitality, everyone piled down to the churchyard to watch the smoking of the fool. This involves the fool delivering an impassioned speech whilst a small fire is set behind him. I suppose this is the 14th century version of pyrotechnics.
The fool then leads the crowd to the battle ground (or farmers field as it would be known for 364 days a year) and the Haxey Hood begins. As I am more of a wilting flower than an athlete I decided my inaugural appearance at Haxey Hood would be as a spectator rather than as a participant. After standing in the field for half an hour in which the scrum had moved about 10 metres, we decided to retire back to the pub and await the Hood’s glorious return to Haxey. After sampling an outrageously good pork sandwich we hunkered down in the historic Duke William Hotel for a few hours as the rain poured outside. It began to become clear that the Hood probably wasn’t going to come back to Haxey and therefore must have made its way to The Carpenters Arms in Westwoodside.
Unburdened by this turn of events, we rambled on to the Kings Arms and had a couple in there, before returning to the Duke William Hotel to see out the night. After consulting with a Haxey Hood veteran about what to bring with me before the big day, I had decided to bring a hip flask to help beat big queues in the pubs. Unfortunately the only thing I had left over from Christmas was strawberry milkshake flavoured vodka which to be honest, was rank. I bravely managed to force it down anyway and it was the heady mixture of crap spirits, good lager and great people that combined to make me miss a step on the way to the toilet and fall into a poor unsuspecting woman sat at the bar. Such is the buoyant mood around Haxey Hood however that she actually apologized to me and I went about my day.
Haxey Hood is a genuinely brilliant and affordable day out. They say everyone should try it at least once, but when you have been bitten by the Haxey Hood Bug you may well find yourself returning every year.
Words by Rob Johnson
All images credited to Alan Holgate and the www.haxeyhood.info website.