tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71268604018683531142024-02-08T04:11:23.637+07:00Following the applauseWeekly reports, from the stage and from the bar, of the ever-growing Phnom Penh music scene. Capturing the legend at its beer-sodden roots, hanging it out to dry on Monday to see what still holds its shape, moulding the myth to suit the reality.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.comBlogger61125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-83206736203791011712010-11-10T12:16:00.001+07:002010-11-10T12:16:22.724+07:00on sabbatical. for a while. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-58653509299807419102010-10-26T08:08:00.000+07:002010-10-26T08:08:11.574+07:00Catching up: 6 - 24 October 2010Your correspondent has been in some kind of sabbatical mood for a couple of weeks, but just wants to note a few exciting developments and events that have taken place recently.<br />
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The first is the sudden appearance (at <b>Setsara Sessions</b> just before Pchum Ben) of the cool gypsy jazz duo <b style="color: red;">Balgass</b> (<b style="color: red;">Seb</b> and <b style="color: red;">Deb</b>), who walked out of the night and into the open mic and were quickly snapped up by clever bar managers all over the city. They have since played <b>Equinox</b>, <b>Chinese House</b> and <b>Paddy Rice</b>, making a particular impact at <b>Equinox</b> on Thursday nights providing live music for swing dancing; they also picked up a bass player along the way. They are only here for a limited time so catch them if you can.<br />
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Also on the list are the <b style="color: red;">Eastern Jazz Brigade </b>- a crowd of faces familiar to PP music fans -- who have been pumping out some inspired post-bop jazz at places like <b>Gasolina</b>, <b>Equinox</b> and <b>Le Jardin</b>, and soon at <b>Chinese House</b>.<br />
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I also want to note the return of the <b style="color: red;">Mekong Pirates</b> after a four-month absence (some of which has been taken up working on a CD - check out <a href="http://mprecordingsessions.blogspot.com/">http://mprecordingsessions.blogspot.com</a> for a technically dense but humorous and rewarding story of the difficulties encountered in trying to overcome Cambodian recording conditions). They played <b>Chinese House</b> last weekend and rocked. I particularly enjoyed the new cohesion in the guitar section, with some great wah-wah noise sneaking its way into the sonic mosaic. <br />
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The <b style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project</b> has continued to be involved in some interesting gigs, notably two gigs at the <b>Chinese House</b>, first as part of the <b>Kon Khmer Kuon Khmer </b>Golden Era of Cinema weekend, and then a mighty night to launch our 45 rpm vinyl single, <i>Knyom Mon Sok Jet Te</i>. We were able to invite some of the great musicians of the vinyl era who put on a wonderful performance. Some of the excitement was captured by <a href="http://blog.andybrouwer.co.uk/2010/10/rocking-house.html%20">Andy Brouwer</a>. The <b style="color: red;">CSP</b> was also involved in the <b>Cambodian International Film Festival,</b> surviving some spectacularly poor organisation by the events company involved to play briefly at <a href="http://blog.andybrouwer.co.uk/2010/10/festival-kicks-off.html">the opening</a> on Wednesday night and then after the closing on Sunday night outside <b>Chaktomuk Theatre</b>. <br />
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See you soon.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-78688170128400301292010-10-04T15:35:00.000+07:002010-10-04T15:35:40.619+07:00Jams, boats, buses and birthday parties: 23 September - 2 October 2010I got kind of distracted and suddenly I’m a week behind in updates. Way back last week I went to the <strong><span style="color: red;">Electric Eclectic Limelight Jukebox Jam </span></strong>at <strong>Paddy Rice</strong>, hosted by <strong><span style="color: red;">Melanie</span></strong>, where a variety of performers signed up and took part in a subdued setting – the venue is a difficult one for performers as there are a lot of hard surfaces leading to not particularly great acoustics, and rather too many televisions for a place putting on live music. <strong><span style="color: red;">Melanie</span></strong> was assisted by <strong><span style="color: red;">Paul</span></strong> and <strong><span style="color: red;">Gem</span></strong>, and I threw in a couple myself for a small but enthusiastic audience. <br />
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On Friday night the <strong><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project </span></strong>went aquatic, playing for a birthday party on a boat on the Tonle Sap, then Saturday night played <strong><span style="color: black;">Paddy Rice</span></strong> for a large and liquid crowd. I made it for the second set, having with the <strong><span style="color: red;">Swedish Ambassador</span></strong> re-launched <strong><span style="color: red;">D’Sco: The Geckos of Love</span></strong> as <strong><span style="color: red;">Pswingology</span></strong>, playing for the swing dancing group Phnom Penh Pswings’ night at <strong>Chinese House</strong>, as part of their big swing weekend. Noteworthy was the return of the medley sickness, that manifested itself in a 12 minute 12-bar marathon that almost caused soft tissue damage in those dancers who insisted on trying to keep up. <br />
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The highlight of the weekend, though, was the <strong><span style="color: red;">CSP</span></strong>’s trip to Khlaeng Poar Tboung, the village in Kampong Speu that is home to our fabulous drummer <strong><span style="color: red;">Bong Sak</span></strong>. <a href="http://blog.andybrouwer.co.uk/2010/09/double-bill.html">I don’t think I can put it better than Andy Brouwer did</a> … and re the <strong>Paddy Rice</strong> gig, and ongoing sound problems – yes, we are working on it. <br />
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And then suddenly another week was underway, back at the <strong><span style="color: red;">Phnom Penh Acoustic Sessions</span></strong> at <strong>Setsara</strong> on Wednesday night. This was a particularly special night because we were able to veer away from the white-guys-singing-in-English (lovely though we all are)(and not ignoring the gorgeous French contributions we get) format by having a series of fantastic Khmer performers, including local music veterans and staff from the Top Banana. I confidently predict we will one night have the next <strong><span style="color: red;">Sinn Sisamouth </span></strong>emerging from the crowd of motodops waiting patiently outside. The mix of people taking part is inspiring in a city that still is largely segregated in terms of performance. But perhaps I’m just going to the wrong places. <br />
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And finally I come to last night, Rory’s birthday party at <strong>Maxine’s (aka Snow’s)</strong>, where a great crowd came out to dance in the newly expanded space (more dancefloor) and, thanks to a new piece of equipment, actually hear <strong><span style="color: red;">Srey Thy’s</span></strong> voice over the chaos. There are still a few kinks to work out, but progress is being made. Rory and his mates also gave us a little song; thanks guys for a great night. And there was a very funky new blue guitar on display. <br />
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See you about - enjoy Pchum Ben. If you're staying in town, come see something different .... <span style="color: red;"><strong>The Green Mist </strong></span>at <strong>Equinox </strong>on Saturday night.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-2907886414785494102010-09-23T16:56:00.000+07:002010-09-23T16:56:37.584+07:00Open mic to open mic: 15 - 22 September 2010Way back in the middle of last week .... began the <b>Setsara</b>-based <b>Phnom Penh Acoustic Sessions</b>. The popular Thai restaurant on Golden Street next to <b>Equinox</b> is catching the open-mic virus (I haven't made it to any of the others yet) and the opening night on Wednesday 15th created a great vibe from the beginning. The proceedings were hosted, and indeed opened, by <b style="color: red;">CSP</b> leader-and-founder <b style="color: red;">Julien Poulson</b> who played a great half hour set, followed by <b style="color: red;">TJ</b>, and myself, and <b style="color: red;">Expresso Thmei</b>, and after that everything gets a bit hazy ... The <b style="color: red;">Swedish Ambassador</b> and <b style="color: red;">Grizzly Adam</b> and <b style="color: red;">Bong Thom</b> all chimed in with some accompanying guitar, bongos and harmonica, and there were different pairings and groupings throughout. There was very quickly really nice feel and the audience were neither deafened nor deafening - the balance was good. A special portion of the evening was<span style="color: red;"> </span><b style="color: red;">Srey Thy</b> singing accompanied only by herself on a hand-drum, which brought all the tuk-tuk drivers creeping out from the shadows to listen. <br />
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Thursday night I had the pleasure of taking part in a theatre performance at <b>Chenla Theatre</b> put on by the <b style="color: red;">Kok Thlok Association of Artists</b>, whose shadow artwork currently graces the walls of <b>Equinox</b>. This musical moral fable about life in contemporary Phnom Penh was part of the Lakhaon festival of Khmer theatre supported by <b>Centre Culturel Francaise</b>. I joined the house band on drums for an extended nightclub scene, surrounded by musicians far superior to myself, and with whom it was a joy to work. Look out for anything with <b style="color: red;">Kok Thlok</b> involved - you will not be disappointed.<br />
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Then Friday night the <b style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project</b> crammed into the <b>Alley Cat</b> for their re-opening event, featuring some welcome renovations and a new <b style="color: red;">Dallas</b><span style="color: red;"> </span>mural, as a warm up for our official welcome home show at <b>Equinox</b> on Saturday night, which was an all-exploding, all-freewheeling take-no-prisoners carnival that featured drumkit damage, string breakage, vocal submersion, impromptu jamming, not enough dancing but lots of sweaty, enthusiastic punters, and a long series of encores. Sweet exhaustion.<br />
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And now we're back to Wednesday 22nd, the second of the <b>Setsara Acoustic Sessions</b>, with the same cast but more - some solo from <b style="color: red;">Bong Thom</b>, the welcome appearance of <b style="color: red;">Melanie</b>, my first listens to <b style="color: red;">Claire</b>, and <b><span style="color: red;">Scott</span> </b>from the <b style="color: red;">Teaner Terners</b>, and the night sealed with <b style="color: red;">Julien</b> pulling out <i>Rocking in the free world</i> with <b style="color: red;">Melanie</b> and <b style="color: red;">Ken</b>. Can't wait for the next one. And also I'm off to check out the <b>Paddy Rice </b>open mic tonight. <br />
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See you about. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-4399242444415777032010-09-13T07:39:00.000+07:002010-09-13T07:39:16.007+07:00CSP back in town: 10 - 11 September 2010I had every intention of keeping the updates coming from the <b style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project's</b> tour of France, but it didn't happen. The tour had a life of its own, the stories of which will continue to be told until the beards are grey and the children grown. Already it is difficult to distinguish between the myth and the reality. The fragmentary visual record that has graced Facebook hints at the revelatory experience for those who were there. We never stop flying: Paris-Nantes-<a href="http://www.festivaldeconfolens.com/accueil_festival_confolens.php">Confolens</a>-La Rochelle-Dinan-Rennes-Jugen Les Lacs-Nantes-Paris. <br />
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However, the band is now back in its Phnom Penh home. A lucky few caught our first return performance, hardly advertised, at <b>La Camaguais</b> on Street 5 on Friday 3rd - what was supposed to be a small-scale French line-up reunion but turned, unexpectedly but delightfully, into the whole magilla, still shaking off the road dust and jet lag. Then there was another soft start, <b style="color: red;">Expresso Thmei</b> at <b>Lotus Blanc</b> this last Friday, feeling strangely underpowered after the weeks of adrenalin-filled line-up changes. <br />
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Actually, my drum kit was busier than me over the weekend, loaned out for the <b><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Cowboys' </span></b>debut at<b> Chinese House</b> on Thursday, and then <b style="color: red;">Lost Highway</b> on Friday, before it ventured across the river to Maxine's for the next chapter of the CSP's multiple-stage return festival. Snow kept the numbers down to 50, to prevent the place lurching into the Tonle Sap, but it was a great crowd to play to nonetheless. We cranked through three sets, throwing out new songs and jams as we went, possibly one of tightest and best sounding gigs we've done. It's great to have ace-wielding<b style="color: red;"> Space Commander J </b>back on the flight deck. <b><span style="color: red;">Canadian Adam </span></b>joined us with some very tasty percussion, and the rest of the usual cast of thousands made their presence felt. <br />
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There's a lot of live music going on in Phnom Penh in the coming weeks, and I hope to hear some of it and be able to report on something other than the<b style="color: red;"> CSP</b> ... but probably not next weekend unfortunately. See you at <b>Alley Cat</b> on Friday, <b>Equinox</b> on Saturday, or near another stage somewhere soon.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-73086468850066487412010-08-02T15:25:00.000+07:002010-08-02T15:25:50.817+07:00Last check before takeoff/Khmer assault on France: 30 - 31 July 2010As I may have mentioned before, I just love playing for children. The <span style="color: red;"><strong>Cambodian Space Project</strong></span> was lucky enough to be invited to play at the <strong>PSE</strong> school at Stung Meanchey again on Friday, this time for the last day of school. Two thousand singing, dancing children is about as good an audience as you're ever going to get, particularly when they know all the songs (better than we do, indeed). <strong><span style="color: red;">Srey Thy</span></strong> was inspired to call up <em>Arrapiya</em> and that got the whole crowd doing the whirlpool move, and singing louder than the band. Kids approached the stage and put paper garlands around <strong><span style="color: red;">Thy's</span></strong> neck. A young brave fellow got up on stage and danced with her. Another utterly exhilarating forty-five minutes in the life of the <strong>CSP</strong>. <br />
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The evening saw a direct contrast in both directions - Green Night at <strong>Metahouse</strong> featured a poetry reading with a young American poet <strong>Aida</strong> with an atmospheric improvised backing from the <strong><span style="color: red;">Phnom Penh Hot Strings Jazz Club</span></strong>, and Khmer duo <strong><span style="color: red;">Srey Peu</span></strong> and <strong><span style="color: red;">Sinat</span></strong> performing some traditional material, <a href="http://cambodianlivingarts.org/people/pheuansreypeu">Srey Peu</a> singing and reading, and <a href="http://cambodianlivingarts.org/people/sinat">Sinat</a> playing a series of the most extraordinary Khmer stringed instruments. The old blending with the new. The <strong><span style="color: red;">Hot Strings </span></strong>were down to a 4-piece, sans batterie, but still made a very appealing noise. <br />
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Then Saturday night saw the <strong><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project</span></strong> burn down the barn at <strong>Equinox</strong> in our last gig before heading for France for 3 ½ weeks. We started early, in an attempt to get more of a Khmer crowd in … and it worked. The dance floor was full for most of the first set, complete with shrieking and laughing. The second set was quieter, leading off with a few <strong><span style="color: red;">Srey Thy</span></strong> showcases, then getting louder, as we are wont to do. <strong><span style="color: red;">Bong Sak </span></strong>took to the electronic drumkit and made it sing. <strong><span style="color: red;">Bun Hong</span></strong> was in scalding hot form. <strong><span style="color: red;">Gildas McSwashbuckle </span></strong>was bouncing, the <strong><span style="color: red;">Breton Bandit</span></strong> smoking. <strong><span style="color: red;">Bong </span><span style="color: red;">Ken</span></strong> made a late but dramatic entrance and blew us away for the last set. And it was string-breaking night: by the time the third set was over, around 11 pm, I was down to a 4-string guitar. A great energy in the room; it was like a Dickens novel, with supporters from many different times and places coming along for the send-off. Photos coming ...... <br />
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Stay tuned to tales from the road, Following the Applause in France!scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-83114204227427194702010-07-26T15:16:00.000+07:002010-07-26T15:16:42.267+07:00Belgium 1, Russia 2: 21 - 24 July 2010This weekend began, as they occasionally do, with the celebrations for Belgian National Day. It was a rainy Wednesday, and at the top of Street 5, outside <strong>La Patate</strong>, a large wedding style tent was erected, with a large wedding style stage and an extraordinary number of large, larger and indeed largest speakers scattered around at mostly appropriate intervals. <br />
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The musical treat was the <strong><span style="color: red;">Phnom Penh Hot Strings Jazz Club</span></strong>, an outfit with as many line-ups as it has performances, who took the sheltering crowds through a Belgian-influences trip around the musical world, double-fronted by the violinical and harmonicatrical pyrotechnics of <strong><span style="color: red;">Mat</span></strong> and the laidback chatty <span style="color: red;"><strong>Doc Speck</strong></span> on the 8-string ukelele and vocals, backed by a work hard/play hard rhythm section that leapt over crack and chasm alike in their pursuit of the perfect groove. It was blues and it was jazz and it was funky … all those things that really say "Belgium" to the man in the street. Apparently <span style="color: red;"><strong>Doc Speck </strong></span>has been to Brussels quite a number of times … and in the end, despite the wires in the puddles, nobody was electrocuted. <br />
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We then leapfrog into Friday, when the newest place in town, <strong>Dream Up </strong>restaurant and bar, hosted three bands. The trio <strong><span style="color: red;">Shangri-La</span></strong> played an energetic and enthusiastic opening set of covers and originals with a Russian flavour, followed by <span style="color: red;"><strong>Expresso Thmei</strong></span> doing that thing that they do, and finally <strong><span style="color: red;">Bayon Blues</span></strong> (yes, they're back in town) -- only I had to leave early and will have to wait to catch up on their bluesiness on a weekend to come. <br />
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I was back at <strong><span style="color: red;">Dream Up </span></strong>on Saturday night, late, and encountered <strong><span style="color: red;">Sergey </span></strong>and <span style="color: red;"><strong>Tree</strong></span> sitting outside with acoustic guitars, surrounded by a generous handful of customers. In a move reminiscent of the well-remembered and now long-departed <strong>Revolution Bar</strong> I joined for a half dozen of my party pieces, and then settled in to listen to some strumming tunes. Very pleasant. I'll go ahead and recommend <strong>Dream Up</strong> as a place to drop into and check out. <br />
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This weekend: <strong><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project</span></strong>'s last concert before September -- <strong>Equinox</strong>, Saturday night -- Khmer-friendly start time: 7.30 pm.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-64373788533554683142010-07-19T15:12:00.000+07:002010-07-19T15:12:06.221+07:00On and on and on: 16 July 2010I can't add much more to Andy's take on <a href="http://blog.andybrouwer.co.uk/2010/07/meta-rock.html">Cambodian Space Project at Meta House</a> on Friday night - with some nice pictures too. <br />
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Except that the band decamped to Fun Planet on St 19 and held an impromptu jam session until 2 am - not sure what the quality was like, but it only ended after I got down to 4 strings. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-15111736600428901242010-07-15T15:52:00.000+07:002010-07-15T15:52:05.701+07:00Photo update: Los Poporks and CSP at Lotus Blanc, 9 July 2010Big thanks to photographic contributors Blou Durand and Gaëtan Crespel. <br />
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Saturday night gave us one of those special happy events that happen from time to time just through wishing them up. A farewell party with some music at <b>Equinox </b>collided a birthday party at the same location, beginning with Phnom Penh newcomer <b><span style="color: red;">TJ </span></b>taking us through some propulsive Americana, followed by a set by <b><span style="color: red;">Expresso Thmei</span></b>, and then some unrehearsed but keen tunes sung and strummed by farewellee <b><span style="color: red;">Adam</span></b> with <b><span style="color: red;">Mr Pink</span></b> on the drums and <span style="color: red;"><b>TJ </b></span>on harp. A few calls during the week had drawn together a collection of musicians from the for a jam, a band that during the afternoon was dubbed <span style="color: red;"><b>Los Cambodian Space Pirates</b></span> (but was probably more accurately the <span style="color: red;"><b>Mekong Space Poporks</b></span>) laying down some very cool grooves, a bit of funk here, a bit of fusion there, some blues and a couple of vocals. The only train wreck of the night was my overconfident leading of the band through <i>The Long Division</i>, which they had never heard, after a request from the floor. Still, we overcame that and played on until the inevitable noise reduction requests. A most successful experiment and a great crowd to watch it. <br />
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The <b><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project </span></b>- sans accordion this time - was the pre-game entertainment for the World Cup final on Sunday night at <b>La Croisette</b>. We may or may not have delighted a group of Korean businessmen with our 60s Khmer pop, along with a collection of tourists, expats, interns and regular fans. The 10 pm start caused a bit of a hiccup, what with it being past bedtime for the Khmer band members, but before long we were bounding along at our usual gait playing songs about looking or not looking, talking or not talking, monkeys, whiskey and dancing. And another late, late night. <br />
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See you near a stage somewhere. <br />
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p.s. what was Doc Spann like? Anyone?scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-16894410421881482512010-07-06T15:35:00.000+07:002010-07-06T15:35:51.773+07:00Guest report: Independence Day supergroup at Sharky - 4 July 2010There was disappointment all around last week when the news filtered through that the <strong><span style="color: red;">Curtis King Band </span></strong>would not be able to make their annual trek across from Vietnam to play for <strong>Sharky’s </strong>4th of July party. This annual gig normally attracts a packed house that is thoroughly entertained by some great exponents of Americana music. Customarily it includes the famous Curtis and his band of core professional musicians, together with a long line of guests that is capped by the cavorting, writhing, and pasty form of the irrepressible <strong><span style="color: red;">Lee Roi Jones </span></strong>- whose dance across the bar resembles something akin to an albino python looking for love. <br />
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So when the news came that they would not be here, a great lull descended across the spectrum of the <strong>Sharky </strong>patronage.<br />
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Little did the patrons know they were about to be introduced to something new and special……. . This night will go down as yet another great step forward for the local, live music scene. <br />
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On stage was <span style="color: red;"><strong>Chris</strong></span> (<strong><span style="color: red;">Mispent Yooth </span></strong>– guitar, vocals), <strong><span style="color: red;">Kenny </span></strong>(<strong><span style="color: red;">Lost Highway</span></strong> – guitar, vocals), <strong><span style="color: red;">Tommy</span></strong> (<strong><span style="color: red;">Lost Highway</span></strong>, drums, vocals), and <span style="color: red;"><strong>Dave</strong></span> (<strong><span style="color: red;">Mispent Yooth</span></strong> – bass, vocals) and coming out from the stage was the epitome of great American music from the 60s and 70s. <strong><span style="color: red;">Kenny </span></strong>and <strong><span style="color: red;">Chris’</span><span style="color: red;">s</span></strong> interpretation of the great American rock & roll guitar compositions from this period was a total pleasure for all patrons. Their trade in riffs and leads complemented each other like a track complements a train, like a great singer complements a great song. You could feel the years of passion these accomplished musicians had been through – the years of love and practice they had put into the songs. <br />
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<strong><span style="color: red;">Tommy</span></strong>’s rock & roll drumming brought the songs up to crescendos of impunity and back to a subtle nuanced satisfaction. <span style="color: red;"><strong>Dave</strong></span> on bass bounced between jazz/blues-style bass riffs that carried the songs seamlessly from country dance to rock & roll fervour to classic blues. The gig was also punctuated with <span style="color: red;"><strong>Ian</strong></span> from the <span style="color: red;"><strong>Lazy Jazz Drunks</strong></span> punching out a totally professional vocals job and <span style="color: red;"><strong>Ken</strong></span> (<strong><span style="color: red;">The Hellhounds</span></strong>) getting up on harmonica.<br />
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All in all it was a great night that meant the patrons had all but forgotten their feelings of misfortune in the days before.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-8828583439586627722010-07-06T15:06:00.000+07:002010-07-06T15:06:37.716+07:00Satisfied! - 3 July 2010When I first arrived in Cambodia nearly two years ago, I expected to find Phnom Penh full of young Khmers with guitars playing cool rock music. Needless to say, it wasn't like that; where there are young Khmer playing non-traditional music it's usually double-handed microphone grabbing, push-button synthesizers, and perhaps a little miming. But there was a taste of the real thing on Saturday night at <strong>Chinese House</strong>. <br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong>Sai (and friends)</strong></span> was a 6 piece combo of two singing guitarists, bass, drums/percussion, roneat (the zylophone looking one) and tro (the upright skinny one with the two strings and a bow) - a young band that didn't look like there was anyone over 22. While the general expat audience might have been turned off by the early start (7.30 pm on a Saturday?) and the repertoire a little top-heavy with similar-sounding radio-friendly ballads, it was great to be hearing Khmer voices over acoustic guitars and traditional sounds weaving in and out around the melodies. The crowd was about 90 per cent Khmer, and showed no sign of being unhappy with the absence of keyboard and drum machine: this has got to be a good thing in itself. <br />
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Once the star left the stage, the parts of the audience invited themselves onto the mic, and it quickly turned into an hour-long jam, and the old songs came out - everything from <em>Arrapia </em>to <em>Dop Pram Moi (I'm 16)</em>, and at the very close some members of the <strong><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project </span></strong>joined the ensemble for <em>Knyom Mon Sok Jet Te (I'm unsatisfied) </em>and <em>Au-go-go</em>. It was particularly great to see the traditional instrumentatlists jamming hard and tight to the rock'n'roll. <br />
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A glimpse of the future? Maybe someday the riverside will be full of Khmer bands playing Khmer music … without synthesizers or drum machines … to mixed audiences … full credit to <strong>Chinese House </strong>for hosting. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-55150969458301644682010-07-01T15:52:00.000+07:002010-07-01T15:52:10.895+07:00The Talbot Report: Are Friends Electric... and Eclectic? - 25 June 2010<div id="yiv1719798925"><style>
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</style> <div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">...and the answer is a resounding ‘yes!’ if last Fridays Friends-International bash was anything to go by. To celebrate 15 years of supporting street kids in Cambodia and around the world to get off the streets and back into stable lives the folks at Friends held a special event at <b>Romdeng,</b> a poolside celebration with book launch and cocktails and live music from <b style="color: red;">Los Poporks,</b> the intriguingly monikered <b style="color: red;">Mayors of Simpleton </b>and some digitally delivered dancefloor distractions between live stuff from DJ Frankie.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">The book is fab (features artwork done by the Friends kids over the years), the cocktails were ace (apple and lime daiquiris have to be up there with the nectar of the gods...) and the music was... well, I have to paraphrase the late great <b style="color: red;">Eddie Cochrane</b> and say it was... ‘somethin’ else!’</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b style="color: red;">Los Poporks</b> opened and closed the live music segments, and they seemed to these ears to inhabit a parallel universe to the mighty <b style="color: red;">Mekong Pirates,</b> a bit funky/reggae/world-y but with more of a jazz slant, a mighty fine live act concocting a sticky stew of<span> </span>feral funk out of its myriad influences with a fluid flux of performers passing through as they did so. Good stuff.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">In complete contrast, <b style="color: red;">Mayors of Simpleton </b>might as well have been from Venus as from Phnom Penh. They rocked a thousand times harder than Norman Bates’ dead mother, and were probably ten thousand times more terrifying... during what was introduced as ‘our fourth rehearsal’, I detected some <b style="color: red;">T.Rex</b>, <b style="color: red;">Stooges</b>, <b style="color: red;">Psychedelic Furs</b> and I absolutely swear <b><span style="color: red;">Rolf Harris</span></b> (<i>Sunarise</i>, but more the <b><span style="color: red;">Alice Cooper</span></b> take on <b style="color: red;">Rolf</b><b style="color: red;">’s</b> classic...) and possibly some early <b style="color: red;">Adam and the Ants</b>... I just don’t know .. and to be honest I don’t really care, as long as this three piece (sax, guitar and drums) stick around longer to inflict their particular brand of mayhem on the good people of<span> </span>Phnom Penh, I will be deliriously happy, and judging by the audience reaction I won’t be the only one.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">Excuse me folks, I’m off now to howl at the moon....</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">Laurence W. Talbot</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;">(Thanks to our friends at Friends for the photos)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><br />
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</span></div></div>scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-45475899293155062722010-06-28T16:00:00.000+07:002010-06-28T16:00:25.923+07:00As the northern summer starts to bite into the local scene ... 23 - 26 June 2010Ladies and Gentlemen, a new contender for best expat band in Cambodia ... but first a quick chroniciling of the week's <strong><span style="color: red;">CSP </span></strong>adventures.<br />
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Wednesday night at <strong>La Croisette</strong>, either side of 2 simultaneous football matches, the <strong><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project </span></strong>did its thing, starting with a duo hampered by broken strings and including a flight across town for supplies, growing into a 5-piece Khmer rock'n'roll machine, that by 11.45, after a blistering second set, finally pulled to a close. Special thanks to those who attended the first, wandered off for the football, but then returned for the second. Such as new big fan <a href="http://blog.andybrouwer.co.uk/2010/06/in-fine-fettle.html">Andy. </a><br />
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It was a quieter, more sedate Thursday night - <strong><span style="color: red;">Expresso Thmei </span></strong>at the opening of <strong>The 252</strong>, a new upmarket guesthouse on Street 252, where we played in front of a large swimming pool (which proved too tempting for one invitee) and a rather different than usual audience. And no broken strings. And also <a href="http://blog.andybrouwer.co.uk/2010/06/double-engagement.html">Andy. </a><br />
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On Friday afternoon, the <strong>PSE school at Stung Meanchey</strong> had an end of year musical celebration that featured some great (and also some admittedly not so great, but heartwarmings) singing and dancing by kids of all ages. The <span style="color: red;"><strong>Cambodian Space Project </strong></span>was invited to headline, and it was one of the best experiences we have had, with 2,500 children dancing and singing along. An absolutely exhilarating time, electric energy, and a chance to do those rockstar things that you are always a little embarassed to do in front of a grownup crowd. The kids were both inspired and inspiring, and as my mate Ken said, a great view of the future of the nation. <br />
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And now - Saturday night. <strong><span style="color: red;">Los Poporks</span></strong>. <strong>Equinox</strong>. Fab. <br />
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I haven't seen these guys since they opened for the <strong><span style="color: red;">CSP </span></strong>back in January, but they've morphed into something really special. They played as a ten-piece - with two guitars, bass, drums, percussion, three singers, two trumpets, a flute, a keyboard, an occasional harmonica ... rambling across open fields of African beats, some deep soupy funk, some double-time French jazz, dipping into reggae and then jazz fusion ... and as a highpoint in the middle of the second set, a scandalous segue from the swinging-like-a-(expletive deleted) <em>Take Five </em>into a massive <em>Whole Lotta Love </em>without breaking stride. Just outstanding. The crowd stayed thick and bouncing through to the end, including two encores. The sad part is I understand they're breaking down into something smaller for the European summer - just when they had proved themselves necessary! Don't miss these guys the next time you have a chance. <br />
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Also, on a non-musical note, make a point to check out Cambodian painter <span style="color: red;">Dina Chhan's</span> <a href="http://www.artistdina.com/">new exhibition </a>(also, unrelatedly, at <strong>Equinox</strong>). <br />
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See you around the traps. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-34579433260431281192010-06-25T13:28:00.000+07:002010-06-25T13:28:38.229+07:00‘I do like Mondays...’ - 21 June 2010<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> Guest report from </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;">Laurence W. Talbot on the Memphis Fete de la Musique ... thanks and more please!<o:p></o:p></span></div><br />
<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;">Monday night in <b>Memphis</b> (Phnom Penh not Tennessee!), and a packed house of sweaty patrons swayed, rocked, rolled and jigged to the musical feast for the ears and eyes that was ‘Fete de la Musique’ Memphis 2010. Hosts <b style="color: red;">Bona and Mel</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: red;"> </span>were rushing around, ensuring that all the acts had a great sound and that all, audience and performers alike, were kept well refreshed for the evening’s entertainment. We even got to sing a raucous version of ‘happy birthday’<span> </span>to Mel to help her celebrate being another year older as midnight rolled us into the next day…. But first let’s go back in time just a few hours….<o:p></o:p></span> <br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;">First to grace the fantastic new stage in Memphis was ‘The Minstrel from Russia’. Introduced in effusive style by <b style="color: red;">Rosanna</b>, our compere for the evening. <b style="color: red;">Sergey</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> eased the eager crowd into the nights festivities with a set of immaculately fingerpicked guitar tunes, showcasing his consummate skills on the fretboard. He was followed by <b style="color: red;">Skip</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;">, former frontman with UK 80’s new wave band <b style="color: red;">Radio City,</b> who clearly hasn’t lost any of his punk energy as he powered through a short sharp blast of a solo set of his own compositions that threatened to raise the roof clean off the bar. The musical mood changed with the arrival of <b style="color: red;">Kheltica</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> and their engaging hybrid of Celtic influences, but the energy levels remained the same and outbreaks of jigging and reeling greeted their spirited renditions of traditional Celtic folk tunes. After a short break to draw breath, the stage was then boarded by a shipful of <b style="color: red;">Mekong Pirates</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;">, who sent the audience into happy delirium with their unique blend of Mekong-flavored funky snaky rhythms. Memphis main man <b style="color: red;">Bona</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> stepped up to add some tasty licks to several numbers, including a driving version of Cambodian rock classic <i>Cyclo</i>.<span> </span>Compere <b style="color: red;">Rosanna</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> showed her eclectic side with a rap number leading into an accapella version of <i>Amazing Grace</i> during the band changeover, then <b style="color: red;">Section 5</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> maintained the energy levels with a set of classic rock covers matched by a great visual presence that kept the floor moving . They were followed by <b><span style="color: red;">Srey Nuch</span></b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> and band – they struck me as being a Cambodian version of early <b style="color: red;">Blondie</b>, an authentic<span> </span>60’s<span> </span>based girl group sound with a raw edge and a very formidable front person in the striking <b style="color: red;">Srey Nuch</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;">… very impressive indeed. Memphis’ very own <b style="color: red;">Rock Xpress</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> took to the stage in the early hours to bring the evening to a rousing climax, Dani leading the charge with a selection of songs by <b style="color: red;">Pink Floyd</b> and <b style="color: red;">Deep Purple</b>, then <b><span style="color: red;">Bona</span> </b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;">calling <b style="color: red;">Skip</b></span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;"> back to the stage for some powerhouse blues a la <b style="color: red;">Plant </b>and <b style="color: red;">Page</b> and ending with a screamingly hard version of <i>Born to be Wild</i> that set the seal on another wonderful night of music in the Penh. Go to the Memphis Facebook page (<a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=143658111966&v=photos&ref=ts">http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=143658111966&v=photos&ref=ts</a>) to see <b style="color: red;">Ramona</b>’s cool photos of Monday night in <b>Memphis</b>.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial;">Laurence W. Talbot<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-59233376096874707812010-06-20T18:13:00.000+07:002010-06-20T18:13:37.855+07:00Photos from Java/Pirates at Equinox ...<a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=136497316361876#%21/photo_search.php?oid=6352028516&view=all%20">Fabulous! </a><br />
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Almost as good as being there.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-2705181406740555772010-06-17T15:50:00.000+07:002010-06-17T15:50:57.710+07:00Fete de la Musique dans Phnom Penh: 16 June 2010The <strong>Centre Culturel Francais </strong>hosted a great night last night to celebrate Fete de la Musique. Unfortunately I arrived too late to see the Khmer performers, but I managed to catch most of the set by PP favourites the <span style="color: red;"><strong>Mekong Pirates </strong></span><span style="color: black;">(but more of them later).</span><br />
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The headline band, <strong><span style="color: red;">Java</span></strong>, played a fascinating blend of hip hop, rock, traditional French ... and a taste of most other things you could think of. The lead singer prowled around the stage looking like a gallic <span style="color: red;"><strong>Brian Johnson</strong></span> of <span style="color: red;"><strong>AC/DC</strong></span>, crooning, bellowing, spluttering out rap, inciting the crowd to dance, to run to the left and to the right, to sit down ... and even went crowd surfing. All this backed by drums, bass ... and accordion. And it rocked. It reminded me how important energy is in performance, and how audiences respond in kind. <br />
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We were twisted and turned by the light show, by the shifts both stylistic and dynamic, made all the more powerful by the fact that it was drums, bass ... and accordion. And this point was made with greatest subtlety during the evening: "Accordion! Sexy! Accordion! Sexy!" Even the English speakers, who understood little else, got that one. Speaking of which - I was also reminded how much better music can sound when you don't know what the words are. The most banal and mediocre lyrics just don't matter when heard in another language. <br />
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<span style="color: red;"><strong>Java</strong></span> came back from an encore dressed up - the singer in some kind of papal MC outfit, and the band in long red robes that made them look distinctly like judges of the ECCC. Just with different hair. But that was only the beginning. Both bands decamped to Equinox (newly fitted out with upstairs stage and sound system and noise baffling structures) where the <span style="color: red;"><strong>Pirates </strong></span>set sail with what they do best: tight, cramped, fighting out of the corner under power of a reggaefunkshuffle with spiky horns popping and braying, the sole vocal mic passing from hand to hand to horn to horn. It was after midnight when <strong><span style="color: red;">Java</span></strong> took to the stage, launching into some progrock type funk that morphed into a rap, that morphed into ... well, you really had to be there. It was quite a night. Viva la musique. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-24830123839170350792010-06-14T15:50:00.000+07:002010-06-14T15:50:38.865+07:00A quick one before the kickoff: 11 JuneThe <span style="color: red;"><strong>Cambodian Space Project</strong></span> returned to<strong> Lotus Blanc</strong> on Friday night, boldly going on in opposition to the opening game of the World Cup, in the second of their big Friday nights. The night began with a bit of busking - playing acoustic out in the gateway, frightening the passersby with some of the new repertoire that has been creeping in over the past few weeks. Later the 7-piece line up pushed through two full sets of the tight, funky lean sound that is the current sound of choice (we await coming developments that may morph the sound one way or another ... travel broadens the mix) with some impressive and expressive dancing from those members of the audience who were compelled to move a bit. <br />
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The World Cup is certainly going to slow music matters down for the next few weeks, but the <a href="http://www.lengpleng.com/">Leng Pleng</a> gig guide still looked full over the weekend. My pick for the coming week is the Fete du Musique event at the <strong>Centre Culturel Francais Cambodge </strong>on Wednesday night. Might see you there. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-14756583271343261062010-06-08T16:38:00.002+07:002010-06-20T18:15:53.694+07:00Railway Station rocks, and other events: 3 - 6 JuneWay back last Thursday, so long ago I can hardly remember, the <b><span style="color: red;">Hellhounds</span></b> played their last for a while at <b>Sharky Bar</b> - a break forced by the temporary departure of the Swedish Ambassador for a good two months. This hardworking jack-of-all-axes will be sorely missed by the musical community of Phnom Penh. We gave him a good send off from <b>Sharky</b> and know that the <b><span style="color: red;">Hellhounds</span></b> will rise again.<br />
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Friday night, back at <b>Sharky </b>again, was another familiar instalment in the saga of the <b><span style="color: red;">Lazy Jazz Drunks</span></b>, including line up changes within an hour of taking the stage, and a general shortage of traffic police on the stand. Still, we saw - and heard - the highly entertaining bass debut of the Mythical Dude amid some thumping and valiant blues rock complete with false endings, a brief guest singer, and some weird and wonderful jamming on an extended <i>Whole lotta love</i>. Some pics are here: <a href="http://sharkybar.blogspot.com/2010/06/lazy-jazz-drunks.html">Sharky Blog</a><br />
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The big night of the week of course was Saturday, when the much unused <b>Phnom Penh railway station </b>was converted into a party venue, including a train trip off to a rice field, where the <b><span style="color: red;">Phnom Penh Hot Strings </span></b>delighted the delightable crowd, then returning to a great gathering of people who rocked out to the <b><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project</span></b> on the platform. This is well documented <a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=4998786&id=392297072232#%21/photo.php?pid=4998805&id=392297072232&fbid=416348322232">here</a> and <a href="http://blog.andybrouwer.co.uk/2010/06/band-at-platform-1.html">here</a>. A great night that was only hampered by the DJs coming on too early ; )<br />
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Then on Sunday the public debut of <b><span style="color: red;">Espresso Thmei</span></b> took place at <b>Paddy Rice</b>. And not such a bad crowd for a Sunday night either. The pocket-sized version of the <b><span style="color: red;">CSP</span></b> mixes in a number of brand new songs with the regular <b><span style="color: red;">CSP </span></b>repertoire, and, through the different and more acoustic setting, brings the lovely voice of <b><span style="color: red;">Srey Thy</span></b> well to the fore. And it's a pleasure to play. And <b><span style="color: red;">Thy's</span></b> newest biggest fan <a href="http://blog.andybrouwer.co.uk/2010/06/expresso-thmei.html">wrote it up as well</a>.<br />
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see you around.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-69844396019028622602010-05-31T17:34:00.000+07:002010-05-31T17:34:19.909+07:00FTA back on the beat ... 28 - 29 MayFriday night was a mixture of the new and the old. The <b>Velkommen Inn</b> hosted <b style="color: red;">Bayon Blues,</b> with the acoustic blues fireworks of <b style="color: red;">Little Duke</b>, the sensational <b style="color: red;">Kristin</b> on vocals, and the everywhere-at-once <b style="color: red;">Bong Thom</b> squeezing and bending away on the harmonica. Good old traditional blues, played damn well - a nice clean crisp sound. You can be forgiven for wondering if you're in Phnom Penh at all. Then it was a short step up the river to the <b>Chinese House</b> where the <b style="color: red;">Mekong Pirates</b> juggernaut were making their presence felt. A huge crowd helped set the night alight, but it turns out I missed some serious wildness at the end of the night by succumbing to the need to sleep and heading home early. <br />
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On Saturday night<b style="color: red;"> Chinese House</b> again the venue of choice. The Bong Thom dot Com tenth anniversary party featured four bands: <b style="color: red;">Bayon Blues</b>, the <b style="color: red;">Hellhounds</b>, the <b style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project </b>and the debut of <b style="color: red;">Espresso Thmei </b>(technically just the <b style="color: red;">CSP</b> pocket-size edition, showcasing <b><span style="color: red;">Srey Thy</span></b>'s vocals with acoustic guitar and a little harmonica). The <b><span style="color: red;">Hounds</span></b> stuck to the straight and narrow with guest <b><span style="color: red;">Canadian Dave</span></b> on bass, and the <b style="color: red;">CSP</b> continued to refine its post-electric sound, with <b><span style="color: red;">Bong Sak</span></b> on a smaller but no less effective drumkit, and encouraging to the front the clarinet of <b><span style="color: red;">Bun Hong</span></b>. <br />
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So here's the call, people: please send in gig reports, let us all know where it's happening and who's doing it. It was great to see writeups from new contributors at the end of last month, keep them coming. See you next weekend somewhere. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-2630309798347201312010-04-29T15:19:00.000+07:002010-04-29T15:19:31.811+07:00Hot licks, wet picks and sunburned songs: 24 April 2010The searing near mid-day heat of Phnom Penh is not really the kind of environment where you would expect the spirit of rock’n’roll to thrive, but at last Saturday’s <strong>Mith Samlanh FunFair</strong> that sprit was well and truly live and kicking in the form of a short sharp set from former front man of 1980’s UK new wavesters <strong><span style="color: red;">Radio City</span></strong>, <strong><span style="color: red;">Skip Sutherland</span></strong>. A crowd of over a hundred Khmer and expats clapped and roared their sometimes baffled but enthusiastic appreciation at his solo return, just one man, one guitar, and his songs. <br />
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<strong><span style="color: red;">Skip </span></strong>rattled through a quickfire set of his own material and a couple of choice covers, resembling some wired cross between <strong><span style="color: red;">Joe Strummer</span></strong> and<strong><span style="color: red;"> Elvis Costello</span></strong> and sweating so profusely that Mith Samlanh boss Didi rescued him from almost certain heatstroke by donating her baseball cap to the rapidly burning bard!<br />
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<strong><span style="color: red;">Skip</span></strong>’s own songs inhabit that glorious crossover land between classic 60’s and 70’s British rock and punk, with the Kinks, the Who, Clash and Costello being the obvious touchstones, echoed in the covers he also tackled – <strong><span style="color: red;">Costello</span></strong>’s <em>Alison</em>, with an extended dramatic pause in the middle, a misty-eyed take on <strong><span style="color: red;">Ray Davies</span></strong>’ finest three minutes, <em>Waterloo Sunset</em> and a storming punk-charged version of <strong><span style="color: red;">Van Morrison</span></strong>’s <em>Brown-Eyed Girl</em> to end, earning a huge ovation from the crowd. Undoubted highlight though was his solo version of <strong><span style="color: red;">Radio City </span></strong>single <em>Love and a Picture</em>, which he delivered with the same drive and energy (and I swear in the same key!) as the 1980 original. Snatching the briefest of chats with him afterward, he told me recent interest in the single on E-bay and from collectors of New Wave music was the spur to performing again, and that Japanese label 1977 records plan to reissue the single in the very near future. As to his future plans, he doesn’t rule out any further solo gigs, and is also working on another band project which he described as ‘angular art-punk melodic noise’….<br />
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I for one can’t wait…<br />
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Laurence W. Talbot<br />
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(you can listen to Radio City here - <a href="http://musicruinedmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/radio-city-love-and-picture.html">http://musicruinedmylife.blogspot.com/2009/12/radio-city-love-and-picture.html</a>)<br />
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…and muchas gracias to Ani and Stine for the pics<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Remember, this is an open blog, keep sending your reviews in!</div>scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-50165014998713133782010-04-28T15:34:00.000+07:002010-04-28T15:34:17.461+07:00BUM N’ DRAZE KICKED OFF THE KHMER NEW YEAR’S LIVE ROCK! - Match report, 23 April 2010When things started to slide slowly ‘back to normal’ after the pre-Khmer new year crackdown of vices in Cambodia, including ban on loud music, <strong><span style="color: red;">Bum N’ drazE’s</span></strong> ‘Back To Abnormal’ 2010 toür hit <strong>Sharky</strong> big time in Phnom Penh on Friday 23 April!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4svLhp54rJyL0JYIys4vXpJZKYoxqfz4SS8cmouyEjdjCjj3kDoj2HkJCNedn91KodM2a1YVI-o_jVfGTdWDuL14LeawTjvXt4DNqjyVJ9MCfwNslhmfyjCWF8XY_0OfvQbr2LAjr9SSp/s1600/Jet-230410-1B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4svLhp54rJyL0JYIys4vXpJZKYoxqfz4SS8cmouyEjdjCjj3kDoj2HkJCNedn91KodM2a1YVI-o_jVfGTdWDuL14LeawTjvXt4DNqjyVJ9MCfwNslhmfyjCWF8XY_0OfvQbr2LAjr9SSp/s640/Jet-230410-1B.jpg" tt="true" width="640" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Introducing their new brilliant axeman, guitar slinger <strong><span style="color: red;">Jet ‘Zetor’ Odrerir</span></strong> (USA), who knocked out the <strong>Sharky</strong> crowd with his killer solos, <span style="color: red;"><strong>BnD’s</strong></span> April 2010 show did not seem to leave anybody cold or unastonished about the nastiest-sounding and longest-serving original material-playing expat hard rock band in post-war Cambodia. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The show kicked off with the drummer and throat-shredder <span style="color: red;"><strong>Twilight Dzouns</strong></span> sporting the Jason (Friday the 13th) hockey mask, then spurting a remarkable amount of artificial blood from his mouth at the crowd <strong><span style="color: red;">Gene Simmons</span></strong>-style and staring at the audience with a lunatic look in his eyes, while <strong><span style="color: red;">Zetor</span></strong> and bassist <span style="color: red;"><strong>P. Sonic</strong></span> started the immortal riffs of <span style="color: red;"><strong>Ted Nugent’s</strong></span> ‘Cat Scratch Fever’ – and the noisiest party in town was underway immediately! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">During their set <span style="color: red;"><strong>BnD</strong></span> introduced some new material, but mostly band’s good old class-sicks before wrapping up the gig with the total destruction of two acoustic guitars and more blood from <strong><span style="color: red;">Dzouns’</span></strong> drooling loudmouth: “This is what we think of acoustic folk music!”.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">As one enthusiastic fan concluded after the show: “<span style="color: red;"><strong>Bum N’ drazE</strong></span> are rock’n roll in the only meaningful sense of the word. Everyone else in Cambodia is just pretending!” and “<span style="color: red;"><strong>BnD</strong></span> looked for <span style="color: red;"><strong>Ace Frehley</strong></span>- or <strong><span style="color: red;">Andy McCoy</span></strong>-style lead guitarist, but in <span style="color: red;"><strong>Zetor</strong></span> got more than they asked for, goddamn great shit, man!”. Well, take or leave it, but stay tuned for the next tour dates of <strong><span style="color: red;">BnD’s</span></strong> ‘Back To Abnormal’ 2010 and follow <a href="http://www.myspace.com/bumndraze">www.myspace.com/bumndraze</a>! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> </div>scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-13018025607412632010-04-26T15:49:00.000+07:002010-04-26T15:49:05.776+07:00Television Ted reports - KlapYaHandz event: 24 April 2010This event was all about real Cambodian creativity from the new youth of Cambodia. <br />
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If you were lucky enough to be at the <strong>Phnom Penh Night Market</strong> on Saturday afternoon and night then you would have been privileged to see the continued emergence of a new Khmer sub-culture based on Hip-Hop. It was a great night of street art, improvised lyrics, DJs and dance. In the audience were 1000+ young Cambodians. It included the trendy and very sexy girls, sporting the latest in Khmer fashion - to the kids from the underprivileged side of things, sporting colours from the street. There was a definite buzz throughout the audience for all of the 7 hours with most members wide-eyed, expectant, enthusiastic and entertained. The audience was not only able to view this performance for free but was also provided with a flow of T-shirts, CDs and other prizes throughout the night.<br />
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The young, male-dominated crowd responded well and honestly to all aspects of the performances – whose improvised lyrics, backed by professional DJs, can claim to be on the cusp of current Cambodian musical creativity. Amongst the crowd was a group of street kids who formed a circle and flip-flopped between near-fighting to near-dancing – possible proof that the event was catering to the true street essences of Hip-Hop. The event also included children’s art and socially minded messages to the listeners. <br />
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The presentation and professional framework made available by <strong>KlapYaHandz</strong> was first-rate – large stage, good lighting, international artists, Cambodia’s most imminent Hip-Hop artists, professional DJs and (most importantly) a clear & booming sound system. It also included street art that framed the front part of the stage and that evolved as the night progressed. <br />
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In all, it was a well and truly enjoyable and professional event that had great success in provisioning the advancement of culture for Cambodian youth. <br />
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- thanks to Television Ted for providing this match report. scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-38757690783837230032010-04-26T15:45:00.001+07:002010-04-26T15:49:45.988+07:00Too much I didn't see: 22 - 24 AprilThe <strong><span style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project</span></strong> commenced its progression towards the soft, smooth dinner music that it's always deep down wanted to be this weekend, with a performance at one of our favourite places, <strong>La Croissette</strong>. Technical issues were somewhat minimised, we welcomed the return of the clarinet of <strong><span style="color: red;">Bun Hong</span></strong>, and we played without either drums or bass. The results were ... mixed. While most of the tunes worked perfectly well, there were a couple that we found ourselves lost in the middle of, with no way out ... a moment or two of ankle-deep sludge in the second set. Not to leave on a downer, we revved it up again and played one last tight after-midnight set. Upward and onward! <br />
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Friday night myself and <strong><span style="color: red;">The Lovely Irene </span></strong>played a private party, and I rediscovered how much people like <strong><span style="color: red;">Simon & Garfunkel</span></strong>. And Saturday night I was at the theatre. Elsewhere, <strong><span style="color: red;">Bum'n'Draze</span></strong> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/album.php?aid=168597&id=652330783&ref=mf">(Fbook photos)</a> and then <strong><span style="color: red;">Lost Highway</span></strong> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/album.php?aid=168598&id=652330783">(Fbook photos)</a> played at <strong>Sharky</strong>, the <strong><span style="color: red;">Bayon Blues Ensemble</span></strong> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/album.php?aid=168593&id=652330783">(Fbook photos)</a> debuted at the <strong>Velkommen Inn</strong>, and <span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">the </span><strong>KlapYaHandz</strong></span> hiphop event was held at the night market. Others will have to chronicle such events.scoddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12132853026409705708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126860401868353114.post-20262471102931048922010-04-17T12:32:00.000+07:002010-04-17T12:32:27.335+07:00PSE Charity Party: 9 AprilIt's got so quiet lately I completely missed one: the <b style="color: red;">Cambodian Space Project</b> played at the <b>PSE Charity Party</b> out in Stung Meanchey on Friday 9th. Huge. After a procession of performers from <b style="color: red;">Rock Productions</b>, traditional dancers, and a prize draw for The Krawma, the new stripped down version of the Space Project was unveiled. In the absence of the <b style="color: red;">Space Commander</b>, <b style="color: red;">Mr Pink</b> took up big red, and <b style="color: red;">G-String</b> took the bass. <b style="color: red;">Bong Sak</b>, <b style="color: red;">Bong Thom</b>, the <b style="color: red;">Breton Bandit</b> and <b style="color: red;">The Lovely Irene </b>filled their regular places, and we were joined from Siem Reap by <b style="color: red;">Aya</b> on melodica. Srey Thy was far from daunted by the huge and mostly Khmer crowd, who danced and danced. Apparently the quality of the sound depended upon where in the audience you were ... situation normal ... but it was a big sound nevertheless. And by golly there was dancing afterwards as well. <br />
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The next night PSE did it all again, featuring <b><span style="color: red;">Cacath and Los Poporks</span></b> - any reports? <br />
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