BROOKLYN singer-songwriter Rebecca Pronsky and her husband, electric guitarist, harmony vocalist and fellow recording artist Rich Bennett brought a homely feel to the stage.

Unpretentious and honest Pronsky on this her penultimate date of the tour was totally relaxed, the fact that they about to go home and the pressure off regards travelling would no doubt have helped. They only had a Glasgow gig left before they flew back home to her favourite city in the whole wide world.

Determined to enjoy the fruits of their labour with all the hard work done stories about life, music and the quirky things concerning the two different cultures.

Some of which as Pronsky pointed out work their way into songs, she included one that came from a previous trip over here. She is a fine observer and had in Bennett one of the finest and most cultured and different lead electric guitar players around.

Bennett’s timely and often deft touches when needed and him knowing when less can often mean more saw him put produce a faultless performance.

Bridie opened, and with her fine diction and easy stage manner she won herself some new fans. She even got to perform a cappella as she performed Peter Bellamy adaptation of Rudyard Kipling’s My Boy Jack, and it could not have gone down better.

Making themselves and the audience feel immediately at ease Pronsky and Bennett starred on songs Snowing Sideways and A.E (a song about a recent discovery concerning the pilot Amelia Earhardt), and though of great historic interest it wasn’t my favourite of the evening.

On her calling on the audience her ten year-old song Big City Lights was given additional energy, and it had for company the likes of their most political song Nothing Yet and old favourite Aberdeen. Arguably the best song was kept till last as they bid a fond farewell via Hard Times.

It would be safe to say Pronsky and Bennett’s music tonight won a place in many a heart.

Maurice Hope

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