Two and a half hours of pure joy. Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes. Badged as “the best bar band in the world”, it seems like an annual event for them to show up in Cardiff and just blow up a storm.
The Glee Club is hardly a cathedral to rock and roll, but it didn’t seem to bother anyone. It was a top night of juke joint rock and roll and barrelhouse blues. Johnny is showing no sign of letting up, and the completely impromptu nature of the set shows what the tight team the band is. Requests from the audience launched into without a moment’s pause.
Southside Johnny looks completely at home on stage, chatting to the crowd, joking with the band, directing operations and blowing a mean harmonica. No wonder his shirt was soaked well before the end of the set.
Talk to Me, The Fever, I Don’t Want to Go Home, Hearts of Stone, and Walk Away Renee. Who could ask for more?
One problem though. With aging bands comes an aging audience. No problem. I am expecting to see old tour T-shirts and faded denims topped with greying/thinning hair and even the odd ponytail. But cardigans, James May-style shirts and dad dancing should be banned.