Phantom Limb

P' Limb are in a way typical of Bristol, in that this band doesn't sound remotely anything like the English West Country. When I first saw them, at the Fleece, Bristol, I felt I was getting a second shot at enjoying Tina Turner before she got famous; although Yolanda Quartey is her own woman, and the sound, a mix of dark, deep soul with the sunshine of Nashville, is a feast of special ingredients. I wrote, a couple of years back, that they conjured up wide-screen lonely tumbleweed road visions- and sho' nuff, when you invest in their debut CD, as I strongly advise, that's what you get.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GzHq4uTJFEs