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Now it's the tradition to say the bride was beautiful, but you have to understand that this woman was stunning in her beauty. I mean she is cover girl gorgeous and made a dazzling, stunning, and elegant bride. One of the kilt-clad ushers was Lisa's brother Steven Ramsay, and he just happens to be one of The Dykeenies, a band destined for stardom in the very near future. Having done time in the radio and record industries over the years, people have often presented me with tapes, demos, or actual releases of relatives or friends, or friends of relatives' friends who are in bands. Although the presenters have been sincere in their enthusiasm for the new groups, they very rarely live up to the hype. Hey, they may very well be the best new group out of whatever town they hail from, but that's often a long way from being the next Maroon 5, Nine Inch Nails or Arctic Monkeys. This got my attention. Here's the deal. See, there's this club on Vincent Street in Glasgow, King Tut's Wah Wah Hut (www.kingtuts.co.uk). Bands like The Wombats, The 69 Eyes, Street Dogs, and the occasional classic artist like Ian Hunter perform nightly at this famous venue. In '93 Alan Magee signed an unknown combo called Oasis after he caught them at Tuts. The Killers comparison is very popular, but I've also heard The Dykeenies described as sounding like The Cure, Franz Ferdinand, Bowie, Modern English and many others. Hey, all rock and pop is derivative, but to my ears The Dykeenies are far from retro. They have their own indie/rock/new wave/power pop/punk sound. Comparisons are bound to happen, but the truth is The Dykeenies sound like The Dykeenies and they are nothing short of thrilling. Even the impressionistic lyrics got to me; stuff like: "Terrified of you but not running away/My heart it was a stage and never played the game/Sick of always seeing subtitles again/You've got the wrong message running through your brain." So it was five months since I first heard them and there I was chatting with Steven during the reception at the Glenskirlie House, a lovely hall in the Scottish countryside. We were sipping lagers and I told him how much I love his band. I learned that they took their name from the 80's-era George Lucas/Ron Howard flick "Willow." I also found out that they had signed with Lavolta Records and they released a new version of their King Tut single "New Ideas." He told me the band was going to London in a few days to shoot a new video& all exciting stuff. I didn't want to come off as the old codger and burden him with all kinds of advice so I decided to just lay two bits of wisdom on the lad. I told him to "never give up the publishing," and I told him to "be weary of any music biz executive/producer/manager/whatever who ever suggested that they change their music." I think I made sense to him, but we were there to celebrate his sister's wedding so I toasted to his success and let it be. A few days later while my wife was shopping at Marks and Spencer on Argyle Street, I sat on a bench watching the good looking young lasses walking proud with the Dykeenies blasting from my iPod into my head. I just wanted to be able to say I heard them in Scotland. Get ready. You'll be hearing them soon. Check out "Clean Up Your Eyes," the new video by The Dykeenies:
The Dykeenies: www.myspace.com/gofindthedykeenies Official website: www.thedykeenies.com |
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