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Saturday
7th August 2010
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The
Ropetackle Centre
Little High Street, Shoreham-by-Sea, BN43 5EG
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£15seated/£13standing
... plus support
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ticket
line : 01273 464 440 (fee £1.50 max)
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Doors:
7pm
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from
St. Louis, Missouri ...
POKEY
LaFARGE
& The South City 3 (USA)
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Sunday
8th August 2010
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The
Prince Albert, 48
Trafalgar Street, Brighton BN1 4ED 01273 730499
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£12
(2 long sets No Support)
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Doors:
7pm
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2 shows
!!


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If
you were luckly enough to see the Sell Out at The
Albert back in January, then I'm sure you'll want to spend some
time with the boys again. It was a blast of a night and not only
for the exciting playing and great singing ..... whichever way
you looked at it ... it was TOP ENTERTAINMENT.
Pokey
and the boys are over here again, this time for the Summer Sundae
Weekender in Leicester and for a FIVE night run at The Edinburgh
Festival. Catch them in a nice small gig while you can!
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Lawd
knows we need people like Pokey LaFarge. Coming on like a bastard
son of Woody Guthrie and Blind Blake, this is the kind of stuff
Ry Cooders been trying to do for decades: no-holds-barred,
honest-to-goodness sheet-kicking music of the highest order. Pokeys
forte are hot little vignettes like Walk Your Way Out Of This
Town and I Dont Mind Dyin, dusty slices of timeless
Americana coloured with peeping harmonica and blasting kazoo.
A
lo-fi gem from an, as yet, unsung troubadour Julian
Piper, Acoustic magazine, UK
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On
the right they boys are off stage for a bit of un-plugged
fun! Click the picture and see A
VIDEO I took on my 'phone - just to show you! ---------------->>>>>
and
another bit of video from The Albert gig CLICK
HERE
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| Pokey
LaFarge was born in the heartland of America and took to the open
roads at a young age, earning the key to the freedom by hitching
rides and writing boxcar ballads that spun tales of a boy finding
his way through this big wide-open country. He submerged himself
with the most American of music and embraced himself in the beauty
of the land while picking and strumming with down-home groups everywhere
he went, falling in with traveling caravans of vaudeville poets
and hell-raising bluegrass pickers alike.
In
true rambler fashion, LaFarge does not look back; he looks only
forward on the next road ready approaching with his guitar in
his hand and his voice ready to fly. His influence is deeply rooted
in the heroes and misfits of yesterday; the long lost troubadours
of country, the kings of swamp-drentched ragtime, and all the
legendary bluesmen of the Cotton Kingdom. The result is a boiling
pot of American cultures; a wonderfully fresh and quirky kind
of pop music that combines delta-meets-appalachia song-writing
with a big, big beat.
Even
though the songs were birthed in the hills and country towns of
old America, dont call it old-timey; LaFarge is here to
grace it into this modern and electric world. Along with his refreshing
take on tradition, Pokey brings his irresistible charm and genuinely
romantic outlook on, not only subjects such as the rivers and
the land itself, but universal topics such as love, death, and
real adventure. With a firm grasp on personal freedom and Shakespearean
insight on humanity, Pokey remains one of the very few folks who
consistently turn the abstract into a concrete reality.
Music
is not just chords and notes and melody. To a person who truly
loves music, it is a medium to celebrate this life. For Pokey,
every show is a celebration juke-joint style where
women twirl in their dresses and the fellas stomp their feet and
clap their hands. To this day, Mr. LaFarge is still finding tranquility
within the yellow highway lines playing up to two-hundred shows
a year bringing his music to anyone young and old who is willing
to listen.
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Great Pokey LaFarge show at the Albert, my friends
and I really enjoyed it. I hope you can get them back in the summer"
.. A Customer
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