The Urban Voodoo Machine, Fox North Coalition

Doors: 20:00pm

The stars were aligning the night Paul-Ronney Angel was begged by a promoter to be the filling in a triple bill sandwich. Never one to turn down a knees-up, cure P-R realised he had 48 hours to put a band together. No problem. Trawling the dives and doss houses of London, cialis he called in some favours, cracked some whips, and Urban Voodoo Machine was born.

Lurching sea shanties, debauched murder ballads, messed-up tangos and whiskey-soaked gypsy stomps!

Some say … they’re born of Tom Waits and Nick Cave; and some say … they’re the last gang in town with the swagger of The Clash and the hell-bound blues of John Lee Hooker first dragged out of the swamp.

Whatever.

If you’re in to bourbon-soaked gypsy blues bop n stroll; or King Kurt meets Gogol Bordello; you should take cover from London’s collective of shadowy ne’er do wells, featuring anything up to twelve musicians on guitars, drums, fiddle, trumpet, banjo, washboard, upright bass, gong, mandolin, accordion, harmonicas, saxophone, tuba, sousaphone and even empty bottles and tie racks …