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Classic Rock Presents: Prog features Caravan in 1971 featurette

1971 was the year that prog exploded. From the fundamental forces of pop psych jazz and classical music and the atoms of a rapidly changing social and political climate a new universe of music was born. Dom Lawson traces the dawn of a new era as Malcolm Dome talks to its neo-prog successors who took the sights and sounds of that annus magnifico onward… Continue reading

Keystone Berkeley USA (November 1974)

Members of ‘Brit Rock by the Bay’ a blog that features photos and memories of performances by British musicians in the San Francisco area during the 1970s have recently featured Caravan with an excellent review/account and exclusive photos by David Miller.


When Caravan appeared at Keystone Berkeley on 9th November 1974 during their first tour of the USA the lineup included Pye Hastings David Sinclair Richard Coughlan Geoffrey Richardson and Mike Wedgwood on bass. They were barely known to most audiences in America where their records had received little airplay on the radio but their music was of the highest quality. Keystone Berkeley was a tiny venue that allowed a small and fortunate crowd to see an excellent performance by one of the finest bands ever to come out of England.


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Gouveia Art Rock 2011 Review

The band wishes to specially thank everyone from the 2011 Gouveia Art Rock Festival for their kind hospitality and thanks all those who came to see them play.

Medina posted the following review under our event listing which is now archived so we have re-posted her excellent review for all of you to enjoy. Thanks again Medina! Continue reading

Classic Rock Reviews Caravan at Metropolis Studios

Classic Rock’s Malcolm Dome has reviewed the band’s set at Metropolis Studios recorded live for the ITV Legends series last December.

‘This is intimate ‘ says a slightly shocked Geoffrey Richardson and everyone here at the first of the ITV Legends gigs can only agree with the Caravan man. There are just 100 or so fans packed into a very small space with everyone virtually on top of the band.

At first Caravan seem rather nervous and understandably so. Not only is their first gig in five years but thanks to the adverse weather conditions their rehearsal time before the show had been cut to a single day. Live without a net indeed.

It’s with the incomparable Golf Girl that Caravan get into their stride all anxiety banished as Richardson and new drummer Mark Walker indulge in a quite astonishing percussive battle the former on spoons and the latter on washboard. That might sound like some sort of music hall comedic sketch but works brilliantly. From there on the band ably rise to the occasion with a wonderful exposition of their craft.

Nightmare allows Richardson to show of his skills when playing the violin almost like a lead guitar while on both Smoking Gun and Hello Hello Pye Hastings displays a calm class as he leads from the front.

As if to prove that this is no one-off reunion the band also introduce two new songs. Both Fingers In The Till and I’m On My Way sound like early Dire Straits meets Asia and suggest that Caravan aren’t yet ready to become just a nostalgia act forever reliving the early 1970s. This pair are so new that Hastings is forced to put on his spectacles and sing the lyrics from a crib sheet. Not that anybody objects.

The unquestioned highlight though is appropriately enough the last track the inevitable Nine Fee Underground. It’s a beautifully balanced epic that gives all of the musicians here including Jim Leverton and keyboard player Jan Schelhaas the opportunity to display their virtuoso skills but also to shine within the song’s strict musical structure.

Such is the impact of this climax that when it’s over the crowd take a split second to recover from the hypnotic spell before giving Caravan their rightful ovation.

But just when you think it’s over Walker grabs a microphone to offer an impassioned spontaneous tribute to founder-member Richard Coughlan. Although present behind his drum kit for the whole set Coughlan is barely able to contribute anything due to his poor health. But the warmth of the reception he receives at the end is a crescendo.

Some might question why Caravan wheel out Coughlan when he can barely walk. But he has come to represent the spirit of the band and its soul. We might never see the drummer play again but having him there appears to act as inspiration for the rest.

A new era dawns for the veteran Canterbury band. They has rediscovered their love for the music and a zest for getting on stage again. The coming year could be a vitally important one for them. But they’re gonna have to go a long way to match this sublime performance.

Malcolm Dome

Legends Concert Review

Where but for Caravan Would I?

Metropolis Studios – 4th December

If ever there was such a thing as heaven for a Caravan fan then surely it must have been on a chilly December evening in Chiswick when we found ourselves sinking a welcome and warming pint and dreaming of the Legends concert to come. OK it was a lot of money. I thought of my children’s inheritance; I thought of my pension; and then I thought about the band and of course I had to have one – a ticket that is. You only live once.

Just a couple of days earlier it had all seemed a very distant prospect with the entire country blanketed in snow and no one going anywhere. Thank goodness the concert was postponed to the Saturday but even then some heroic last-minute efforts were made to get there Pye descending from his Cairngorms lair by magic its seems with precious little chance to practice. How would it all go we wondered as we wandered into the studios.

We needn’t have worried. From the moment we stepped through the doors all our cares seemed to melt away. Maybe it was the lovely warm welcome from Annika and the excellent Metropolis people in the superbly converted Powerhouse building; maybe it was the seemingly endless glasses of champagne; maybe it was the friendly chat with Jim Leverton who just happened by. With a twinkle in his eye he reminded us that he wasn’t as young as he was and would often find himself tucked up in bed as early as 3 am these days!

Suitably welcomed and warmed we relaxed and chatted and mixed with all the BJH fans in a spirit of convivial bonhomie. Fans of both bands had come from unbelievably far and wide. We’d only just expressed our admiration for Jim down from deepest Yorkshire for the day when we came across 2 fans from Sweden and then were knocked away completely by the couple straight in from Brazil. The Copacabana Chiswick High Road in the winter is not but there was no doubting the warm and loving passion in the eyes of our Latin friends.

Then the call came and we were on our way. It almost had the feeling of a religious experience as we packed into the tiny studio; really small but with an electric and intimate atmosphere. Geoff said he loved it – that it felt like the old Marquee days but we were warned we might be there a long time if the boys had to retake.

We needn’t have worried. The boys trooped in to deafening applause preceded wonderfully and poignantly by Richard who took the biggest cheer of the night as he took his place in the corner and hardly pausing to breathe they launched straightaway into a brilliant opening ‘Memory Lain’ and just drove right on through a memorable and storming set to an awesome ‘Nine Feet Underground’ to finish. The set was tight superbly played without the slightest hint of a retake despite the minimal practice and a couple of excellent brand new numbers.

The quality musicianship was there for all to see and it was pleasing to see BJH devotees tapping along in appreciation. We needn’t have worried about percussion either with Mark slotting in seamlessly with tremendous energy and enthusiasm as if he had been born to the role and with some interesting new takes on the music too ably supported by Richard who showed he’s lost none of his rhythm and timing.

Doug Boyle for all his excellence was really not missed at all with Pye showing us just why he was always one of the best guitarists around and Geoff showing a remarkable dexterity on the instrument too. Yes he was on his usual top form on flute viola spoons and of course the magic shears on ‘Hello Hello’ but guitar? He never ceases to amaze. With Jim as polished as ever on bass and vocals and Jan in splendidly dynamic form on keyboards it was a performance to remember and we can only await the DVD and the TV show with eager anticipation. For those who couldn’t make it on the day you will not be disappointed.

The excellent programme saw many old favourites especially a superb rendition of ‘Golf Girl’ and the latest couple of songs showed that Pye really has not lost his touch. The ‘Breakfast Item’ numbers were really well done too. The atmosphere just warmed and warmed and became more and more electric as they went through an excellent selection of music spanning all four decades. There was no doubt that the band was knocked out by the response and it was quite clear that they were loving the whole experience just as much as we were.

All too soon we were being ushered out but the champagne was soon flowing again and before we knew it the boys were up and mingling and it was a pleasure to meet them and chat and realise just what a bunch of top gents they really are. Pye questioned our sanity when we told him we had followed the band for 40 years and more whilst clearly loving every moment and then made everyone’s evening by introducing us to the original ‘Golf Girl’ Pat herself looking just as gorgeous as she must have done when standing on that golf course all those years ago. A wonderful time was had by all then and was later followed by an excellent set by BJH much appreciated by Caravan fans.

Thank you then to Caravan for giving us such a wonderful time of our lives and to Martin for all his devoted work. The talk is already of the boys getting out on Tour again and with the 40th Anniversary re-issue of ‘Grey and Pink’ to come we really just can’t wait.

Patrick Coffey