Late last year I saw Beans On Toast visit The Rescue Rooms. Back in August, whilst talking to my mate, Adam, about reviewing gigs he told me that if I ever had the chance then this is the guy I needed to see. It was left at that, I don’t think he even put an example on for me to listen to, but I know Adam wouldn’t lie to me about this kind of thing. A few months later, the opportunity arose..
I still hadn’t listened to any of his music and wasn’t sure what to expect other than “A bit folky”. He opened up with Smells Like Bullshit (actually I think that was his second song, but it was a song with similar sentiment), and I was smiling ear to ear straight away. Accompanied by a small folk band; fiddle, uke, and accordion…possibly some others too, but I can’t remember because I got consumed by the atmosphere and everything became a bit of a blur.
I’m sat here listening to him as I type this, he really is M.D.M.Amazing (yup, he sang that for us, too), I love his easy listening style, the way he tells stories in his songs, and how they all ring true. Favourites include the aforementioned songs, The Ignorant Englishman, and Major Oak.
If I like an artist and they leave an impact on me, I will buy merch. I bought myself a t-shirt, and one each for the friends I was with. I also bought a little present for my mate Adam who introduced me to the musings of Beans On Toast. This review is dedicated to Adam.
By Will Wilkinson