The Stairs were truly one of the great long lost bands of the early nineties. The Liverpudlian four-piece love of retro pop formed the basis of a cool mix of psych and R’nB that promised so much but in the end delivered very little.
Not that the band were to blame. Far from it. In Edgar Summertyme they had a charismatic and colourful lead singer with a distinctive bluesy growl that put a prime Mick Jagger to shame and with an obsessive heart for attention to detail. They had the look and the cool to match. The seminal EP ‘Weed Bus’ is now a collectors item and the only album ‘Mexican R’n’B’ is packed with pop classics unashamedly ripped off left, right and centre from every obscure 60’s band there ever was.
There was plenty more where that came from as well. Edgar was a musical nut with big ideas of how the band would develop but their record company, Go! Discs, lost interest and the music press, as ever, were indifferent to their retro leanings after the initial hype.
This wasn’t a fad thing, or spurious attempt to jump on a 60s bandwagon. This was serious stuff for The Stairs. The charts were still full of bland shit. The feel and energy of great 60’s pop stood out from all the dross so why not interpret it for new audience too young to witness it first time around? The Stairs were the real, authentic thing. A treat to retro fans everywhere.