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The legendary Graeme Mearns Band / Press

"Surely the most fiendish solos to be heard in this nation since the Sensational Alex Harvey Band"

The Skinny

“Sorry, pseudo-rockers, but Hell's lounge has its bandstand reserved for when the Graeme Mearns Band *ahem* retire. Playing both kinds of music ("noisy AND offensive") these guys are a revelation, kicking out swing'n'roll that is suave and demonic in exactly the right proportions. Smoking wah-wah-pedals swirl around perfectly blended vocals that sound like lounge crossed with Placebo, albeit without the angst laden androgyny, while stabs of funk bass and proto-stadium metal drumming drift in and out of focus making for a superb set of eclectic sonics.”

“Just as the night was turning in to a whinge fest, a breath of fresh air in the form of “The Graeme Mearns Band” took to the stage. A male trio from Edinburgh, they have a unique sound with a style to match (like the hats guys!). Mr. Mearns, who is a rather charismatic front man has something of the Elvis Costello about him...They began their set with ballads. Clever lyrics and a strong sound progressed in to some serious rocking in the latter part of their turn. The range of sound was particularly impressive from just three instruments, an electric double base funking up any haunting tones. Also, the suppressed aggression in his Graeme’s vocals were refreshing to hear in contrast to leads that have the tendency to scream or whine! They are dedicated musicians who are a revelation on the Edinburgh scene...definitely worth foregoing other Christmas plans for.”

“So it’s a relief that The Graeme Mearns Band are putting all their attention into the music tonight. The porkpie-wearing Mr Mearns and his cohorts exude a dusty kind of boho-blues cool, an attitude that extends to their fake-accented wisecracks between songs. Without a drummer for once, their material seems to benefit from a lighter bongo rhythm. Musical ability is never in question, and they’re adept whether indulging in Indian dirges, straight-up blues-rock or AC/DC side-swipes.”

“Coming over as something like a funk influenced Stooges their brand of heavy funk-rock, sorry make that FILTHY heavy funk-rock wouldn’t normally be my thing. But live they won me over thanks to plenty of charisma from Mr Mearns himself, some impressive musicianship and, hell, some good songs. Sorry, good filthy songs. And they looked like they were having a great time as well, which always helps. Definitely worth catching live.”

“There’s an indisputable pleasure in watching a man in a three-piece suit and trilby tackling hard-edged rock, and if the lights were dimmed a little you could almost believe that William Burroughs has returned from the dead to thrash out some AC/DC covers.”