Review: Chas & Dave, That’s What Happens (Warner Bros)
Your support helps us to tell the story
From reproductive rights to climate change to Big Tech, The Independent is on the ground when the story is developing. Whether it's investigating the financials of Elon Musk's pro-Trump PAC or producing our latest documentary, 'The A Word', which shines a light on the American women fighting for reproductive rights, we know how important it is to parse out the facts from the messaging.
At such a critical moment in US history, we need reporters on the ground. Your donation allows us to keep sending journalists to speak to both sides of the story.
The Independent is trusted by Americans across the entire political spectrum. And unlike many other quality news outlets, we choose not to lock Americans out of our reporting and analysis with paywalls. We believe quality journalism should be available to everyone, paid for by those who can afford it.
Your support makes all the difference.The modern English debt to old America takes many forms. Here it is recast as a rescue act, not of international relations but of a once-novelty duo’s unbending devotion to the roots of contemporary pop: R&B, country, skiffle, New Orleans and the Dust Bowl … Chas Hodges’ and Dave Peacock’s real greatest hits.
It’s solid stuff, a sort of easy blend of rolling cock-er-ney garrulity with the roll of the American South. Joe Henry’s twiddling the knobs in Abbey Road and Martin Taylor’s on guitar. Buddy Holly, Leadbelly, Dave Bartholomew are in there too, in ghost form. Lonnie Donegan would be pra-a-ard – not least that the sweetest cut, “Ain’t No Pleasing You”, is an original worthy of Fats Domino. Well, almost.
Join our commenting forum
Join thought-provoking conversations, follow other Independent readers and see their replies
Comments