Lisa Kekaula - vocals
Tim Kerr - guitar/harmonica
Alex Cuervo - bass
Kari Luna - hammond organ
Steve Adkins - drums
Hey now, hey now, hey now! And right now I mean like right now lets jump, lets jive, lets harmonize! Lets move, lets groove, lets shout the blues! Lets get reelin with the feelin to the band thats so appealin! So clap your hands and stomp your feet and do a little dance, all right, all reet, to the double-backbeat of the mean city street! The uptown sound thats goin down!
The w-i-L-d-est band this side of Birdland The NOW TIME DELEGATION!!!
Sometimes they sound like a three-way sonik bar-fight between the 2120 South Michigan Avenue-era Rolling Stones, the Yardbirds at their most blueswailing, and either Ann Peebless snake-hipped take on Part Time Love or Koko Taylors doin her Wang Dang Doodle.
Take Little Miss Fortune (and dont call me in the morning). Sometimes they sound like a
tied-to-the-whippin post, murder ballad as done by Julie Driscoll fronting Brian Auger & The Trinity or if thats not too-hip for the room -- Nina Simone as played by the Animals or the Alan Price Set. Dig Hangin Tree now (and plant you later allegators). And sometimes they sound like theyre flashin back to the rock n soul daze of the MC5 playin the Grande Ballroom. Witness Stand And Deliver (and let me see a sea of hands out there).
Then theres that mannish-girls thrump-up on the classic-rock S*T*A*R swagger of Free. Say Bye Bye, baby (and doo-ron, doo-ron if you met her on a Sunday). And how bout that guitar players torn n frayed solo on that little somethin that goes somethin like somethin from Etta James Sings the Malaco-Muscle Shoals-Memphis Southern-soul Songbook? Try Laying On The Ground (and tell me Im lyin). And that aint the half of it. Take one part tumescent organ instro covers of all-but-forgotten young mods the Quik doin their best imitation of the Small Faces doin their best Booker T. & The MGs imitation (Berts Apple Crumble) AND unsung, but oft-heard cult-heroes the T.S.U. Toronados, who came straight outta Texas State University with the O.G. version of the groovealacious sounds found here (Getting The Corners), having previously worn the shine off the dancefloor as the backing band on Archie Bell & The Drells inspirational Tighten Up.
Add two parts soul, both familiar (Eddie Floyds Raise Your Hand, as interpreted by the bar-band that appears in the klassick 67 drive-in flick Hot Rods To Hell -- or maybe Slim Harpo & The King Bees live! at the Sage Avenue Armory in 1961 -- a two-fisted workout on the Flirtations cant forget the Motor City knock-off, Nothin But A Heartache, and a super-sparse rearrangment of Curtis Mayfields anthemic gospel rewrite for the Impressions, Keep On Pushin) and obscure (a beautifully understated, heartwrenching rendition of King Floyds ballad Handle With Care, a.k.a. the B-side of the too-funky I Feel Like Dynamite a cult-jam in its own right.) More a legend than a band, the NOW TIME DELEGATION are (drum roll please ) ex-Gospel Swingers organist Kari Luna, bassist Alex Cuervo, and drummer Steve Adkins, whose respective credits stretch from the Grownups to Blacktop to rockabilly pioneer Ronnie Dawson; guitarslinger Tim Kerr, whose vital stats include stints with the Big Boys, Poison 13, Jack O Fire, Lord High Fixers and The Monkeywrench; and Lisa Kekaula of the BellRays (vocals extraordinaire). Look To Tomorrow is their statement of purpose.
Watch For Today makes good on that statement.
They are the NOW TIME DELEGATION. And the party starts here
Watch For Tomorrow