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Big Mamma's Door

2008

 

 

Big Mamma's Door @ Ain't Nothing But... 3/7/08

 

While we at Bluesin London might make much of the more wonky or innovative blues-mongers plying their trade around this fair city, there is plenty to be said for tucking your trousers into your socks and just cramming into Ain't Nothin' But... to soak up the sweaty atmosphere. It's atmosphere that is largely generated by whatever band is making the joint jump and, like a pressure cooker, it just gets hotter and hotter in there. ANB is the only place to go and hear electric blues every night of the week in London and it is something of an institution regardless of whether you manage to get inside or not.
 
Big Mamma's Door packed in a notably crazy crowd last week and proceeded to roll through three sets of diverse and well chosen but not obvious tunes. How often do you hear Clarence Carter's Snatchin' It Back? Or Freddie King's superb, almost-poppy What About Love? Exactly.
 
I've seen Malcolm Barclay play guitar a number of times and he always impresses. Looking not unlike Mephistopheles thanks to a nifty, almost twirlable moustache, his great combination of taste, touch, and tone lift tunes out of the ordinary and imbue a solid rectitude to proceedings despite looking like he's just cutting loose and having enormous fun. When combined with the consistently great piano and organ of Joe Glossop the rhythms are blooming marvellous and the solos marvellously bloom.
 
Rob Porkorny helmed the drums with notable aplomb and while I might be a sucker for double basses, I must concede that there was nary enough room for 'Big' Andy Roberts to play one seeing as he took up most of the stage. He is not small.
 
Fiona McElroy Whipped the crazy crowd into a clamour and is enjoyably more Etta James than Janis Joplin in her approach. Her gutsy vocals were matched by playful Irish banter between numbers and she ably fronts the band and engages the crowd. Sharing a few songs with Malcolm gives BMD breadth and interest and the crowd had no choice but to enjoy things enormously. They got drunk and danced!
 
It can be a fine line between electric blues and rock so it is to Big Mamma's Door's credit that things never ramped up or got rocky.  A lot of bands might be tempted to descend into extended jams to eat up the time but they kept swinging and mixed in some fine soulful sounds and cheeky numbers like Don't Feel My Leg. 
 
Besides being a welcome addition to the roster at ANB they play in and around London and deserve a much wider audience. Go see for yourself!

David Atkinson (Blues in London)

  Big Mamma's Door - CD - Open For Business
 
What a beautifully cool album this turned out to be!! Starting as a regular jammin' band these bluesters soon realised that they had something special going on and, seemingly, Big Mamma's Door was born. Specialising in the slick R&B side of the blues, Big Mamma's Door keep it all very real here - low key, what you see is what you get. And what you get is well worth a little looksee!

Big Mamma's Door comprise Fiona McElroy (vocals), Mal Barclay (guitar), Joe Glossop (keys), Big Andy Roberts (bass) and Rob Pokorny (drums); a coming together of five like-minded bluesters to form one slick entity. 'Open For Business' is cleverly a low key production insofar as Big Mamma's Door are allowed to be heard much as they would be if you saw them live. I love the fact that these 'guys' do R&B in the manner that I remember it being before the tag got somehow sideways kicked towards the street soul idiom. This is good old 50's proper Rhythm & Blues, not the soul-less heart-less pop of the 00's ; real blues with real rhythm - do I have to say more? I don't think so!! Big Mamma's Door have compiled a gloriously rich set of eight classy blues 'standards' here; they cruise their way through each and every track and sound like a well oiled, precisely assembled unit. I could well imagine Big Mamma's Door groovin' away on some street corner, pulling in massive crowds and entertaining everyone that come into contact with them.  They have that friendly, approachable feel about them!

Big Mamma's Door don't get bogged down with 'arty-farty improvisations or 'look how fast I can play this' interludes - Big Mamma's Door play with undivided unity, as one, they play for each other rather than for showboatin' and ego building - don't you just love it when a band sticks to the job-in-hand!! Big Mamma's Door show here just what can be done by sticking to the basics and refusing to get drawn in to the all-too-common instrumental 'blow-outs' - 'Open For Business' certainly benefits from the band's honest, down-to-earth approach. No, there's absolutely no room in this unit for a prima donna or show-off. Big Mamma's Door take it back to basics and the music is all the better for it!

My only criticism is that the album is just too short; less than thirty minutes in total - just as you really start to slip into their groove it all comes to an abrupt end!! Without doubt I was just starting to get really into 'Open For Business' and then....silence and disappointment! Oh well, such is life! Anyway, 'Open For Business' by Big Mamma's Door is an extremely workmanlike and honest piece of work - a slick and sensitively handled bunch of great songs - polished and wholesome, robust without being overly bulked-up, tantalising yet somehow familiar - like an old fried come to stay and going over old stories but putting a new slant on them. A rich and rewarding eight track outing from a real honest-to-goodness blues band. Tasty, very very tasty!!

Peter J Brown aka toxic pete www.toxicpete.co.uk

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