Honoured to receive such kind words from the legends at Nightshift. The night was a special one at Oxfords The Bullingdon. It was Friday the 13th – but there was nothing unlucky about this bad boy – other than the colossal hangover on Saturday. Here’s what they said…..
“If The Shapes are Wigan Casino via The Roxy, The Deadbeat Apostles are the place where The Grand Ol’ Oprey meets Harlem Apollo, steel guitar twang and Mike Ginger’s big, rootsy voice up against the phenomenal Michelle Mayes, a full-on soul belter who should be leading her own revue. Most band struggle to have one decent singer; that Deadbeat Apostles have two seems positively selfish. They’re more than generous with their good vibes though, one minute sounding like Percy Sledge gone rodeo crazy, the next going all cheesy on a song that to all intents and purposes could be The Mavericks doing a mash-up of `Eye of the Tiger’ and `Jean Genie’. By the end they’re knocking out pure goodtime roadhouse r’n’b like bedtime doesn’t exist. It does of course but we wake up Saturday morning to a text from a friend reminding us about our dancing. It takes something to get cynical old Nightshift’s feet moving but even we enjoy the good times when they’re served up so well.”