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ДИСКОГРАФИЯЖанр: Blues/Blues-rock/Modern Electric Blues || Страна: USAАудиокодек: MP3 || Тип рипа: tracks || Битрейт аудио: 320 kbpsПродолжительность: 04:08:57Albums

1998 - Black White

01 - Tall Grass
02 - Sitting on top of the World
03 - Black Cat Blues
04 - Steppin'
05 - Don't wake me
06 - Shine
07 - I'm Free
08 - Second Chance
09 - Phonecall from Leavenworth
10 - Take your hand out of my Pocket
11 - Smokestack Lightning

2002 - Blues And All The Rest

01 - Our Town
02 - I get Higher
03 - Born under a Bad Sign
04 - Snatch it Back and Hold it
05 - How Long Blues
06 - My Love
07 - WPW
08 - My Tears
09 - My Baby
10 - Killing Floor
11 - Something Down

2005 - Very Live [2CD]

CD1
01. Born Under A Bad Sign
02. Black Cat Blues
03. Smile At Me
04. Snatch It Back And Hold It
05. Since I Fell For You
06. Shake For Me
07. Gypsy Woman
CD2
01. Walkin' thru the Park
02. Twenty-Four Hours
03. I Just Want to Make Love to You
04. Phonecall from Leavenworth
05. Evil is Goin' On
06. There Was a Time

2012 - American Music

01 - Overture
02 - All In
03 - 500 Dollars From Monday
04 - Bold American
05 - A Whole Lot Of Love In That House
06 - Got No Right
07 - Where I Live
08 - The Other Side Of Life
09 - Chili Clark
10 - September Song
11 - Awake
12 - Gratitude

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Miles Jordan. Waking the dead (англ.)

Cafe RB hails from Southern California yet considers playing up in this area just part of the job, kind of like an L.A. gig. The band performed at a beer release party in Sierra Nevada Brewery’s taproom about a year-and-a-half ago--it was a killer show, just ask anyone who was there--and are flying up now to play the Big Room.
Inspired by Howlin’ Wolf, Muddy Waters and Willie Dixon--to name a few--Cafe RB gives its own unique interpretations of classic blues as well as offering up their own fascinating originals, most of them written by guitarist Byl Carruthers. Carruthers, his wife, Roach, and drummer Stephen Klong are the core that’s been together 10 years. Rounding out the group are keyboardist John Thomas, who gives both his piano and Hammond B-3 (he’ll be using the brewery’s refurbished unit) a stupendous workout, and bassist Bobby Pickett, who holds down the bottom.
The guys wear black suits and, while they may look like morticians, they produce enough energy to wake the dead. This is a very tight band that performs with power and precision, with Roach’s raw vocals and lively stage presence adding just the right touch. When they go into Wolf’s “Killing Floor,” look out! I’ve seen them twice and can’t recommend them too highly and, lest you think my praise is just hype, here’s what Buddy Guy had to say about Roach and the band: “Cafe RB came to Chicago and tore the place up.”
Miles Jordan

Brendan Bernhard. House Rent Stomp (англ.)

I loved the way they took the stage. Silently, four white men in suits, one carrying a woman‘s high-heeled shoes, which he placed in front of the absent singer’s microphone -- a little offering to the Goddess. Then guitarist Byl Carruthers strummed a series of slow jazz chords, keyboardist Chris Rhyne added a low, whistling inquiry on the Hammond, and the audience at the Mint fell silent. From behind a thick velvet curtain, a black woman known only as ”Roach“ waltzed out onto the stage. Taking hold of the microphone, she began to sing a melancholy blues of love‘s departure:
”It’s hard to describe how it feels at firstFrom a faint suggestion to a bitter thirst . . .“
It was a magical moment. I knew nothing about the band called Cafe RB as I listened to that opening song (”I‘m Free“), but already I was hooked. What I liked about the band was its air of seasoned, slightly extralegal professionalism. The four men onstage didn’t look as if they were out to have fun; they looked as if they were out to do something to you. Their relationship to the audience seemed to consist purely of mastering it, of bending it to their will. But in front of them stood a woman with her own ideas. ”She‘s got a really big voice,“ someone had said of the singer just before the band came on, and she certainly did. Dressed in a green sleeveless dress of 1940s vintage, the skirt of which she kept pulling as if plucking out some of the ”Tall Grass“ she sings about in one of her best songs, Roach dominated the stage. For the next hour she would hold the audience at the Mint enthralled as few performers are able to do. While the band played a driving, hard-edged rhythm blues behind her, Roach writhed and twirled and danced as if possessed. So much so, in fact, that there were times when you worried for her safety. (That spare set of high heels was there because she wears out two pairs of shoes in an hour.) On harder-rocking numbers like ”Tall Grass,“ ”I Just Wanna Make Love to You“ and a ferocious rendition of Howlin’ Wolf‘s ”Smokestack Lightning,“ Roach literally drove herself into a frenzy until she was writhing about on the stage like a priestess in a voodoo ceremony. In the meantime, the band played music so tight and sharp it almost seemed sadistic.
It was only some time after the concert, in conversation with Carruthers, that I learned that Roach had actually been holding back during the show, that she had only partly been her normal vigorous self. The reason? She and Carruthers (her husband) had just discovered that she was two months pregnant. As a result, Roach had decided to ease up a tad. Otherwise, Carruthers emphasized, Roach would have been doing the splits on my table.
Cafe RB plays a few cover songs, but most of the material is written by Carruthers, an intense, bearded fellow whose staccato guitar licks are one of the highlights of the show. (The other three band members -- Rhyne on keyboards, Ken Dooley on bass and Steve Klong on drums -- are equally superb.) The music Carruthers writes is inspired by the postwar electric blues of Howlin’ Wolf and Muddy Waters, but it‘s filtered through the sensibility of someone whose first brush with the blues came via white men with an English accent. ”I saw the Stones at the Forum in 1969 with B.B. King and Ike and Tina Turner,“ Carruthers says, ”and when I was presented with British Invasion blues side by side with black American blues, I didn’t see the similarity at all!“
Roach and Carruthers have been married for 13 years. This is something that tends to strike women in the audience as obvious, although men rarely pick up on it. The two met in the 1980s, when Carruthers played bass for Roach and the White Boys, the rootsy, somewhat new-wave-ish rock band Roach had at the time. When the band broke up, Roach and Carruthers rarely saw each other for the next six years. They bumped into each other in a clothing store, and soon afterward they started going out, although by then both had put music aside. Carruthers got a job as a producer and director on Oprah, while Roach worked in the royalties department of PolyGram. It was only after seven years away from the music business that they started thinking about putting a band together again. And when they did, they decided to play the blues, not as purists but as musicians who‘d grown up with rock roll and wanted to strip the music down to its bluesy core again in order to rediscover the essence that had inspired rock music in the first place.
”The blues for me was always my quiet, very private passion,“ Carruthers says of the days when he and Roach were playing new-wave and roots rock. ”Whenever musicians of any genre get together and jam, they always end up playing the blues. And people would say, ’Man, if I could do this all the time, I would,‘ as if there was some pervasive rule that stops you from doing that. And there is! It’s the record industry, the contracts . . .“
Or rather, the lack of them. Cafe RB has been together for five years now, and the band has received the kind of accolades a lot of musicians would kill for. The one accolade it hasn‘t received, though, is a record contract. The band’s first CD, the highly praised Black White, was put out with its own money, as was a live CD that‘s on sale at the concerts. Unlike most bands, though, Cafe RB has