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Showing posts with label Devilish Presley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Devilish Presley. Show all posts
Greetings my fluffy little kittens & welcome. I know it's been a little quiet around Tightpocket towers of late, but all that's about to change. Those fine chaps & chapesses from that green & pleasant land, where dwell our heroes; the mighty DEVILISH PRESLEY, have just released a new single. THE DEVIL ROCK'N'ROLL. However that is not all, for they have been kind enough to record a video of the same for your delectation.
There are three new songs in total, The Devil Rock'n'roll & Spiritbabe are out & out trademark Presley stompers. Reason enough my dears, to part company with your hard earned wonga. However there is more, the simply beautiful 'Mary Shelley Motorcade' is a bit of a departure from the usual Presley fare & shows great versatility in Jacqui Vixens voice. In short, some of their finest work yet. The audio track "The Devil Rock & Roll" is now available for FREE download on Reverbnation. You can also hear "Spiritbabe" & "Mary Shelley Motorcade" on Reverbnation - You can buy the single via Paypal £3.00 to alanbrightman_enterprises@hotmail.com
So what are you waiting for? Get your hands in your pockets & get your fingers busy on the keyboard. It could be the best £3 you've spent yet.
What's that I hear you say? you want to see the video as well? .. Oooooh, you're never satisfied! Here you go then!
I Created A Monster Greetings one & all & welcome to the fantastic new video from Devilish Presley. Fresh from their latest album 'The Dark Triad.'
Hell, I could harp on for eons about how hot these cats are, but why not watch it for yourself & let the music do the talking. So here it is......,.ENJOY! Did that little baby get you hot? Of course It bloody well did! So what the hell, let's watch a few more videos from those lovely people at Presley towers.
Here's their previous offering from the same album; The Beast Must Die. Fantastic!!!! Now If that doesn't get you in the mood then there's nowt that will. But just for good measure, here's an offering from their 'Flesh Ride.' album.
'Tis the love story that spans an eternity, the beautiful... Voodoo Goddess. Aaah, now that's just plain groovy, (it thrills, it excites) One appears to be in need of a major comedown, so we'll finish this little post off with the exquisitely dark, brooding & by no means short of menace; Momento Mori. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiice! My dear ever faithful readers, if these fine compositions yank your chain, float your boat or even moisten thy roughshod breeches, then I know you will be chomping at the bit to get your hands on these fine recordings.
Then look no further, for your old mate Flash Tightpocket has all the answers. All you have to do, is click on the link below, then click on S for spirit shop & a world of aural delight shall be opened up to thine ears. http://www.devilishpresley.com/index.htm
Greetings dear readers & all you salivating Dandy Dogs.It seems like many a moon since we last spoke of all things Presley, so what better excuse than the launch party for the new album? The last time we came to watch Devilish Presley at this venue was way back in December & what a nightmare we had. Battling through heavy snow & blizzard like conditions, it took us a full ten hours to reach the place.
Not so on this balmy spring eve. 'Twas a real pleasurable drive, although we did get the odd touch of the heebeegeebees every time we passed a certain spot where we recalled being stuck in hellish conditions for hours on end. So it was a real good vibe when we saw Jacqui & Johnny taking our cultural & spiritual leader 'Withnail' for an early evening stroll.
I annoint thee with my geetar
An even greater vibe when we got in the venue, for there it was; on full display at the merch stall if 'ye' please; the new album, the Dark triad. We were so eager, we bought two & promptly stuffed 'em in the boot of the car ready for the journey home. 'Twas also grand to bump into old friends & fellow Dandy dogs Darren, Dave & Janice to name but a few.
I'm glad to say that this was a well attended affair & with 2 quality support bands; bonus! Talented though they were, we had come for the main event & as ever the mighty Devilish Presley did not disappoint.
Tonight they appeared to go for the jugular. Ms Vixens voice was at its blood curdling best, spewing forth the verbs like a pack of hounds with the scent of blood in its nostrils. Mr Johnny Navarro (aka Ming the Merciless) has now handed over all lead vocal duties to Ms Vixen, thus allowing himself a free reign to explore the stage.
......& explore the stage he does, in no uncertain terms. He is hither & thither like a whirling dervish. One moment he is laid on his back, the next climbing any piece of apparatus to gain a vantage point. He jumps into the audience & annoints our heads with his guitar, then he's back on stage using his fan to cool down the heaving pendulous bosom of a poor young girl who must have fallen into a swoon at the very sight of his antics.
The only problem I have with these Devilish Presley gigs, is that they don't seem to last long enough. I guess time does fly when you're enjoying yourself.
As another evening of Devilish Presley hi-jinx drew to a close, it was hugs all round as we bade our fare thee wells to the Mighty Devilish Presley & friends. Also a special hello to the good people of Colchester who have dubbed us the 'Pontefract nutters' in light of our recent exploits. (Though we do prefer the term 'space cadets', it does add a touch of glamour).
As Madame Tightpocket & myself made our way back to the car we knew our night was far from over, we had a couple of hundred miles of road to tackle as well as fighting off the sleep demon whilst driving. However we did have the new Devilish Presley cd to keep us company. In short; it is magical, taking their songwriting to another level yet, but more of that in a later blog.
Aah, the Yardbirds in Grimsby. I've seen the Presleys here before & I have got to say this is one of the finest rock clubs I've ever been to. Run by the local 'Warlocks motorcycle club', it's cleaner than a very clean whistle that's just been cleaned & has a great friendly atmosphere, so it's always a pleasure to take that 65 mile drive from dear old Ponte- Carlo. Now, the mighty Devilish Presley have a serious hardcore following & it was great to see a healthy turnout of the 'Devils Dandy Dogs', from as far afield as Oxford & Manchester. A fine effort indeed.
Bring out yer dead!
She rocks, she never stops.
Mucho praise must also go to local 'Dandy Dogs' Jez & Graham for pushing this gig into the conscience of the local populace, ensuring a very healthy turnout indeed. One thing I love about this club is the stage decor, the painted flames seem to take on an ethereal glow under the lights. The 'Bad Apples' were first up with their Johnny Cash influenced rockabilly sound & put in a thoroughly entertaining set. But there's only one band who we were itching to see & once again they delivered with some style. Now I am rapidly running out of expletives with which to describe this deadly duo. Dear reader, all you need to know is they rocked like f**k.
Mr J Navarro was his usual dynamic self, thrusting himself back & forth into the baying throng like a whirling dervish whilst Ms Vixen hogged the stage lights & belted out the anthems we know & love so well.
On the 18th & 19th of this month Devilish Presley take their show to Scotland, where lurks another diehard chapter of the 'Devils Dandy Dogs'. You folks are in for one hell of a weekend. ENJOY ! As an honorary member of the DDD it was a pleasure & an honour to meet our cultural & spiritual leader in Grimsby; the fine handsome young fella known only as.......Battle hardened road warrior...... WITHNAIL.
I can see through your skirt with my X-Ray vision.
Aaah, the Appleby, one of my favourite venues, a real old fashioned boozer with a great friendly atmosphere & also a happy hunting ground on many occasions for Devilish Presley.
This is hardly surprising as they approach everything they do with a professionalism that is second to none. From the moment they crashed into the first song you just knew that it was gonna be a special show. The sound out front was spot on, crisp, clear & punchy with just enough crunch on the guitars to lift the hairs on the back of your neck & give your spine a tickle,while the dual vocals complimented each other perfectly.
The new material (check out the above video to the beast must die) sounded better than I've ever heard.
'Happy as saturday' & 'I created a monster' sees Vixens vocal rip forth from a place deep in the pit of her stomach which I doubt even she knew existed. The song writing has been upped to another level, which I just didn't think possible. It's got more hooks than 'Ed Geins' reception area.
However the 'piece de resistance' as far as I'm concerned is a song called 'The DTs' or the 'Shakers' I'm not too sure which. It's an ode to the late great Dylan Thomas & how during a late night ouija board session they contacted the great man, the outcome being that he has now become their spirit guide. What great subject matter, what a fantastic song.
Closing the evenings entertainment was another newie, detailing the bands quest to have the number one single for the end of the world in 2012. 'Kiss kiss apocalypse' is a ripsnorter it's a roarer & it's a rogerer.
This is one album that's got my appetite not just whetted, but absolutely saturated.
Boys & girls, this album comes out on May the 9th do yourself a massive favour & buy it. In fact, kill two birds with one stone & buy it from a gig. If you're not satisfied with it, I'll reimburse your money myself.
The world needs a band like this, if not to walk us gently to the end of the world, then at least to blow away all the cobwebs.
Greetings dear reader & welcome to the second gig of the Dark Triad tour.
It can sometimes be a little difficult getting to certain gigs during the week & tonight proved to be no exception.
As Mrs Tightpocket & myself were nearing Manchester on the M62, I felt that ever familiar stomach cramp hit me & I knew we had to find a can & in double quick time. After struggling to get parked, we set about our holy quest, to find a bog. Now this is not such an easy job when you've parked on the outskirts of town. Just as my gait had achieved penguin status (much to the mirth & merriment of Ms Tightpocket) we happened upon the soft lighting of a small bar & not a moment too soon. Bloody hell that could have been one hell of a clean up job for the bread knife.
Without further ado we hot footed it to the gig. Now the Ruby lounge is appropriately named as the lighting on stage & everywhere else for that matter is bathed in deep dull red. Apparently the place doubles up as a lap dancing bar on other nights.
Tonights show was a charity fundraiser to help a little boy called C.J get to America for life saving surgery.
So shame on those bands who didn't turn up because they weren't getting paid. I guess some people haven't quite grasped the meaning of the word 'charity' just yet.
Not so the Mighty Devilish Presley who hit the stage with a flourish, giving twenty pound notes & t-shirts for raffling off towards the charity. Top people.
They ripped through a shortened set with great gusto, mixing in the new with the old (more of the new stuff in the next blog). Johnny Navarro jumping into the crowd & running around like a Tazmanian Devil on speed while Jacqui Vixen has hit the ground running after switching from bass to guitar. Love the newly customised Tele.
As ever, all good things must come to an end & our heroes finished with the obligatory 'black leather Jesus' & Billy Rattlestick. I never tire of seeing & hearing them but I do wish they'd stick 'Robert Johnson' on the old set list.
Now the main reason everyone was here tonight was to raise money for C.J & though the place was far from full £650 was raised. Quite an admirable figure I thought.
The surreal moment of the night ocurred as we were stood outside the venue enjoying a fag with Jacqui & Johnny. We could not believe our peepers when a horde of people walked past us dressed as mushrooms! Yup that's right. Fucking mushrooms! I jest ye not!
We took this as a sign from the gods that we really did need some sleep, so we said our farewells & headed for home. As usual when in a place we don't really know, we try to re-trace our steps when heading back to the car. This time we were forced to take a diversion around the street where the little bar we visited earlier is situated. The whole road was blocked off & guarded by men in white hooded overalls with masks. At a closer inspection I noticed some of their brethren outside the little bar with geiger counters which were making one hell of an unholy racket.
Can't think why!!!!
