WENT TO THE APOLO

…you should have seen them go, go go.

It was one of those random tings, I picked up a CD a while back by a band called The Pepper Pots, because I liked the album cover.  The music was brilliant, sort of Motown meets Northern Soul.

For the last couple of months I have been puzzling as to where The Pepper Pots came from: Philadelphia? Camden? Detroit? Whitby?

It turns out they are from just up the road in Girona, so I popped along to the Sala Apolo in Barcelona when they were in town topping the bill for at the Soul Train Fest. Sala Apolo is a splendidly shabby music hall, and just the place of this old school soul show.

There were three bands on the bill, and what a show is was, but the night belonged to The Pepper Pots. The ten piece combo is as tight as a duck’s arse and as sharp as a Savile Row suit. They lay down the sweetest of sweet soul peppered with a dash of ska with rampant sax attacks and some beautiful guitar work all driven along by bloke with a throbbing organ. 

Out front three girl singers dispense broken hearts and the sort of sounds and show rarely seen since Diana Ross left the Supremes.

The Pepper Pots are touring the UK soon. Catch them while they are fresh – you won’t regret it.

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