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Lee Fields and the Expressions at Lola, 9/16/12: Review, Photos and Setlist

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Lee Fields and the Expressions at Lola - ROY KASTEN
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Lee Fields and the Expressions
September 16, 2012

Bathed in blue, like the hottest point of the flame, Lee Fields took to the row of subwoofers as the front row scrambled to clear off the empties. He went there again and again, rearing back with a clenched fist to give one long, majestic, guttural soul-scream.

He's drenched in sweat, but you could have guessed that.

Last night at Lola Lee Fields and the Expressions held a respectable crowd of mostly young - at my and Fields' age, 30-somethings count - funk and soul aficionados rapt. The club might have wished for another 50 bodies to press in towards the stage, but Fields and his band played it cool and hot as the songs - fourteen of them, largely drawn from Fields' recent albums My World and Faithful Man - demanded. By the end of the night they had a hundred hands waving in the air and a hundred hips hugging their groove.

It's worth pausing over that band, the Expressions, featuring Vincent John (guitar), Jake Silver (bass), Toby Pazner (keys), Evan Pazner (drums) and Jason Colby and Michael Buckley (horns). Sharply-dressed -- as you'd expect from a band on a label, Truth and Soul, that's been giving Daptone a run for its revivalism - they took their time with an instrumental warm up, with Silver standing on one foot to cradle his bass as the strap slipped away. He could set a groove standing on his head if he wanted, a task made easier by Pazner's crisp, no-frills-save-the-fills-for-later clockwork, and the quick stabs and jabs of the horns. All business, in other words, the kind of band a master soul singer deserves.

The man once nicknamed "Little J.B." - as if James Brown were any taller - took the stage just after 9:30 p.m., shades on, suit pressed, voice fully alive and growling through "Two Timer," a slice of '70s Northern soul by Little Carl Carlton. The suit wouldn't last long. "My World" served as an early reminder of what distinguishes Fields' music: a knack for delivering songs that never stay too long in that too-easy, get-your-groove-on-while-I-sing-the-phonebook place. "Brought up by a mother and tricked by a brother," he wailed. "Destroyed by the poison inside." And then the song really got heavy. The night was a party but Fields is a deep soul singer, as deep as any still on the circuit, and so it serves him and the audience right to suffer, suffer in the sweet anguish of "Wish You Were Here," an O.V. Wright-esque, lost-lover ballad. Fields confessed he knew not what it could mean until his father passed away shortly before recording it. The horns spiraled around him; he tapped into something that passes understanding.

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