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MATTY LIOT & the Big UP - BIOGRAPHY
In a tribute to the throwback style of both the music and surfing of Matty Liot, Montauk surf legend Tony Caramanico commented in 2007 that Liot was "born thirty years too late".
Flattering praise indeed, coming from one who's been there, and has done it, and continues to do it with style, but what if.... What if, in an age where Matty Liot's peers are busy playing air-guitar video games, listening to the latest offering from lip-synching ex-Mousekateers, and viewing some network stooge's warped idea of "reality"... What if it's possible that, just maybe, Matty Liot was born right on time? Right on time, as in, timely enough for US to experience that guitar playing, at the relative beginning of the journey.
The story, so far, is fairly simple, and began not that long ago, really... in Sag Harbor NY; Long waveless periods waiting for surf, passing time by indulging the white Stratocaster that beckoned from the corner of the room, endlessly studying, listening, and then studying some more... the Zeppelin, the Cream, S. R. Vaughn, Hendrix, Dale, roadsigns that all pointed to even deeper places in the past, back to names like Wolf , B.B. , Freddie , Robert , Elmore ...
The voyage of discovery continues, of course, but in the meantime, Matty Liot has already attracted local attention, sitting in with acts such as The Nancy Atlas Project , The Lone Sharks , Winson Irie , and The Blaggards , becoming a musical fixture at the Stephen Talkhouse in the process.
"Matty Liot & The Big Up" puts him squarely at the stagefront, in the band leader role of a classic rock power trio, supported by the veteran rhythm section of bassist Mick Hargreaves and drummer Chris Mehos, whose combined experience includes stints with Buddy Woodward and the Nitro Xpress, The Ghostrockets , The Hangdogs , The Blaggards , the Grip Weeds , Libby Johnson, Caroline Doctorow, and work with the Delevante brothers.
It's a no-nonsense arrangement, with no big musical posse to hide behind; the guitar (and its practitioner) is right up front and in your face, right on time for those who want to be able to say, thirty years from now, "I was there back when..."
