Cutting through the audience with a sunburst Fender acoustic guitar, Rob Deering attempts to capture the spirit of Richie Havens at Woodstock, before singing a frustratingly catchy song about stimulants.
The musician-cum-comedian treats us to on-the-button sardonic recreations of modern classics and demonstrates impressive guitar skills as well
Despite various technical issues – proportional to the various bits of audio kit he uses, such as a loop pedal, a Korg synthesiser and a remote control helicopter – Deering jokes his way toward a dissection of electronic music from the 80s up to the present day, with such accurate satirical imitations it’s painful to think you ever liked that sort of music anyway. This dissection is not a criticism of music, however; Deering shows his appreciation of the necessary evolution of music, treating his audience to sinuous a cappella numbers, chording his vocal parts with a loop pedal.
The set not only showcases Deering’s musical prowess, but his dark comic sensibilities; his comedy is both sharp and charming. The musician-cum-comedian treats us to on-the-button sardonic recreations of modern classics and demonstrates impressive guitar skills as well, with bluesy, Hendrix-esque riffing on a white Stratocaster, presumably a throwback to the legend himself.
Concluding his set with a masterful blend of callbacks and audience interaction, performing a final number reminiscent of Pink Floyd’s Meddle, Deering’s presence is magnetic, naturally commanding the attention of the venue with ease.
It is rare to see such a well-rounded show; Deering’s carefully conjured soundscapes and comedic prowess will leave you wanting more.
