I had unfinished business at the Earl of Camden. The last time I was at the open mic here I bottled it. The kaoss poet was a new concept and I was still testing the waters. Lack of confidence and the evil twin was riding on my shoulder, going on at me like no tomorrow. A shifting sands of an audience turned from diners to lads night out. The fear of prejudice and the fear of non-conformity was haunting me, so I made my excuses and left.
It felt very different nine months on. I’d been through the mill. I’d played harsh venues in small towns and bars all around the country. In one of them the people turned their backs on me. In another I got a load of verbal from a drunk who wanted to kick my head in because of the poetry. And I’d played to indifferent all comers who wanted the familiarity of safe covers and songs they could sing along to. At this point, I still hoped people found something in my words and beats, but I was beyond caring what they thought.
The Earl of Camden open mic is run by Treana and takes place every Monday night. This is lively spot with a diverse range of punters, some of whom are here to watch the football, whilst others are here to have a few drinks with friends and work colleagues. They're not here for the music, but they aint a bad crowd either, and are willing to give it a listen and show a bit of appreciation.
There’s also a good crowd of musicians and their friends who take up the tables around the stage area, so you’re always guaranteed a responsive audience at the live music end of the bar.
Whilst Treana is setting up the PA, one of the staff switches off the plasma screen and drapes a surreal picture of alien beings and a horse’s head at the back of the stage area. He adds some cut out stars to the scene by hanging them from the overhead pipe work. Once the stage lights go on, the whole place is lit up by primary colours, and you feel like something good is about to happen.
Treana plays a white semi-acoustic guitar (I wish I knew what make it was) and it sounds impeccable through the PA. She has a strong voice and a song called ‘The Wheel’ is a particular favourite of mine. I later find out Treana has released a few albums with a band called Wire Daisies via EMI and has also had her own solo album out. In fact, according to wikileaks, Treana was ‘discovered’ by Roger Taylor of Queen, and also supported Robbie Williams tour of South Africa in 2006. I’ll bet that was a wild tour and one which required much in the way of 'fruit and flowers', if you know what I mean - wikileaks (I mean wikipedia) wasn't letting on.
I follow Treana with three bursts of the kaoss and spoken word. I can’t carry all my electronic gear around with me on these visits to London, so I’m relying on a pocket sized loop generator. The PA does it justice and I have to make a note of the quality sound they got here. I just wished I had control of the mixing deck to crank up the volume, so people couldn’t hear themselves think, let alone speak!
A string of good quality singer songwriters follow my set and the evening proves to be a guitar dominated one. A guy called Laine introduces me to London Pride which is a very nice pint and only £2 a throw, a real bargain for spend thrift drinkers. Turns out Laine does the sound at the nearby Wheel Barrow in Camden and is also a fine blues guitarist.
I watch the bags of the women at the next table while they nip outside for a cigarette, and on their return they buy me a pint by way of a thank you and because there are notices saying that you got to keep an eye on your bags on account of the bag thieves. This is London after all.
Laine plays some down and out blues and is using his own amp and microphone. The blues is made all the more authentic by his choice of instrumentation, but the authentic sound is still not quite loud enough for me, and then I start to think I must be going deaf after years of over doing it with the volume control.
One of the best musicians is a mild mannered geezer called Simon who picks and strikes the strings on Treana’s guitar to give out a warm and gentle music. He taps the frets with his fingers to deliver a complex melody which is spot on. He gets a resounding and positive applause from all of us who are listening, and even those who aren’t.
sounds like a whole lot of fun
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