Brown on the Red
Published: October 10, 2023
This Sunday, October 15, the historic Red Stage (Yes… it’s got a lot of history) at the Semaphore Workers Club will see the second reformation of the fabulous Steve Brown and Band as part of the Memphis Blues Challenge fund raising efforts to send a couple of talented fukkers over to the States’ Home of the Blues — Memphis, of course, not Idaho — to spread some South Australian music culture and other viruses, all in the spirit of goodwill … or something.
Speaking of goodwill, The Brown Band boys have had a zoom conference and agreed to put the past behind them — where it rightfully belongs; who would want it in front of them? You’d bump into it, eh? bark your shins — buried hatchets and other tree-felling implements, smoked peas pipes and the occasional bong, and are mildly keen to make some noise in order to support the fiscal fleecing of funds from the funky blues-fusion folk.
I had to work hard to get that even halfway sensible.
There will be other musicians there making a noise: Paul and the Road and Paul and Rhodesey (the Cultural exports), Holler and the Bones, Simeon and Garfinkel… maybe (there’s more than a few hatchets buried there — mainly in Garfinkel’s head!) and Chris Finnen who will be burning up the fretboard in a blistering attempt to make people throw money at the Memphis-bound minstrels in order to get them out of the country.
There will be a second fundraiser a bit later to bring them back, if anyone was interested.
Nah… only kidding.
They can stay there.
The afternoon’s entertainment will be punctuated by a couple of raffles… one of the items up for grabs is this amazingly good stained-glass hobbit-house window. While being stunning and clever it will not impact greatly on your window tax. Created by Charles Rocky Rhodes — a fine craftsman — and the very arty Pam Era, it will be a delightful addition to any music aficionado’s art-appreciationing life-style. Or lounge room.
Perhaps it would replace the dunny window. Anyway…
There may even be a guitar raffle — there usually is— and who knows… we may even raffle off a drummer.
And if there’s any time left in the afternoon some other fukker will make a speech.
They always do.
There… I’ve had my fun, now its your turn. Get the details off the poster — I’d write them in here but I’m just too fukken busy right now writing this shit — buy tickets and get in for a shed-load of fun.
Don’t whinge about the price; this sort of entertainment spectacular only happens once in a green comet.
This Sunday, October 15.
Semaphore Workers Club, 93 The Esplanade, Semaphore.
Doors open at 3 pm and the toilets are ready to go from that moment!
