Kitty, Daisy and Lewis are, of course, named after the members of the band, but if we’re being pedantic it should be Kitty, Daisy, Lewis and Mum & Dad, because it’s the mum on double bass and the dad on guitar.
All the while I’m watching them, I can’t help thinking of how people stress about Facebook invites from their parents, but K, D and L were asked to form a band with their olds. And they said “yes”.
I watched Kitty, Daisy, Lewis and Mum & Dad last night at the Crystal Palace. Or to give them their full name, “Kitty, Daisy, Lewis and Mum & Dad and Mum & Dad’s friend Eddie on Trumpet”. It was a great show, and Lewis later told me that he loved playing speigeltents, but I enjoyed their Field set today more. It’s not easy to explain why, but though the music is old-time perfect for the spiegeltent, it was more fun in the open air. If you looked around, the staff at most of the food stands was jiving and grinning.
In the course of the show, the kids played guitars, a ukelele, drums and an accordian, which suggests that although these parents seem like the best parents on Earth, they’re probably hard-tasking, whip-cracking, autocratic bastards. Be thankful that your old folks just watch TV all day and can’t remember what you do for a living.
PS. Since this is supposed to be a music review rather than a family appraisal: they played rockabilly, rock ‘n’ roll and a bit of Hawaiian music. All good. Read Jinki’s review of last night. It was like that but with more air.
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