It was the sleek, shiny, long black tour bus parked directly outside tonight’s sold-out venue that signified a global rock star was in attendance. Inside, a thousand lucky punters assembled themselves in anticipation to witness Duff McKagan display a measured appetite for deconstruction with a tightly packed solo set of mostly Americana Folk-Rock influenced tunes.

Currently touring his recent Tenderness release, this solo show of largely co-penned originals with bandmate Shooter Jennings – and a clutch of day job covers – revealed a much softer musical antonym to his more infamous role as tough-guy bassist in the explosive heavy metal band Guns N’Roses.

Armed with a not unpleasant vocal, which thankfully doesn’t sound like a sheep being savaged in a field, there’s nothing ‘duff’ at all about tonight’s delivery as sometimes surprising things do arrive in very large packages.

Draped in all black rock star couture and a low slung sunburst acoustic guitar to boot (cowboy, of course), McKagan’s long, tall frame strode onto the stage to strum You Ain’t The First and raise expectations for this evening’s ensuing delight of ditties.

“Well, well, London, we meet again,” announced McKagan following this folked up opening G N’R song.

Thus beginning a set of countrified rock which highly entertained his flock of fans throughout an evening of fun-filled banter and Nashville style swagger.

With an impeccable outlaw pedigree, co-conspirator Shooter Jennings rode superb shotgun on keyboards and vocals. The solo songs he produced from Tenderness and a punchy cover of The Clash’s Clampdown nailed down the boards on a stomping set of rootsy songs.

With a flourish from her bow, glamorous fiddle player Aubrey Richmond brought an alluring craft to her playing. Her belter of a voice complemented and balanced the testosterone flying around the stage.

To further remind the collective memory of his longevity, Duff playfully announced his Anglophile credentials with an on the hoof ode about his first-ever London show at The Marquee.

This was re-emphasised by the deep mining of rarely played gold nuggets from Use Your Illusion 1 album. Not only tonight’s opener but re-dressed versions of Dust ‘N’ Bones and Dead Horse blew away the cobwebs from these polished up old tunes.

Poignantly performing under a coat of arms bearing the words: Deus Per Omnia – In God We Trust – and wearing Lemmy’s guitar strap, McKagan paid homage to the recently deceased rock icons Scott Weiland, Prince, Chris Cornell and Chester Bennington.

Then Mark Lanegan’s Deepest Shade and an onstage romance dance with his wife Susan brought more than a touch of showbiz schmaltz to proceedings. Nevertheless, it’s a heart-filling example of an artist baring his soul and carrying the torch for a solo career that is finally coming up smelling of roses.

Event Date: 29-Aug-2019

About The Author

I began my career in journalism at the now defunct, pre-digital Smash Hits magazine, which was situated in London's Carnaby Street. After learning the ropes, I washed up at Vox Magazine, essentially the NME'S monthly magazine, as the Internet arrived into our lives. Thereon, I eventually graduated onto Q Magazine when people still treasured the magazine that they bought. My journalistic career since has been on newspapers at The Times, The Independent/i newspaper, Daily & Sunday Express and, ofcourse, National Rock Review.

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