Bad Motherfucker

Andre Williams at the Luminaire last night was an assault on the eardrums. His backing band Flash Express was a fairly basic three chord punk band, and boy were they loud. They drowned out much of what Andre was singing. The audience, though, thoroughly enjoyed it. They were mostly ex punks now approaching middle age, with a few trendy younger guys and girls dotted around - not the sort of audience I usually mingle with.
Andre looked dapper in a smart military style jacket, black hat and peach trousers and was clearly enjoying himself. It was a bit weird hearing a 71 year old singing about Jailbait, and the twinkle in his eye suggested he wouldn't mind a taste. He has been called Mr Rhythm and the Black Godfather over the years but Bad Motherfucker - the title of a pretty effective piece of punk rock - probably sums him up. Of his early bluesy doowop stuff there were brief but potent versions of Jailbait and Bacon Fat, but otherwise it was largely unknown territory to me. Half deafened, I and three other Woodies left the gig to the sound of Pussy Stank to find sanctuary in the Black Lion pub nearby. Nice pub by the way.