The Bootleg Beatles at Colston Hall on Tuesday 19th December 2017
Posted on: 19 Dec 2017World-famous tribute band The Bootleg Beatles will be strutting their stuff and paying a trip down memory - or should that be Penny? - lane when they hit the Colston Hall tonight, Tuesday 19th December 2017.
Perhaps the most accurate interpreters of the Fab Four's music on the entire planet, they've amassed critical acclaim from the early days of their first small gig in Devon in 1980 to become globally renowned stars in their own right, having supported the not inconsiderable likes of Simple Minds, David Bowie and Rod Stewart. They've also performed several times at the venue on the top of every performer's gig wish-list, the prestigious Glastonbury, been on the cover of NME and played for the Queen.
Warbling their way through The Beatles' legendary back-catalogue and songbook, expect the likes of Hey Jude, Yesterday, Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, Eleanor Rigby, Strawberry Fields Forever, I Am The Walrus, All You Need Is Love, and.....well, the list could go on forever. Backed up by an orchestra, the tunes will be interspersed with the story of the Fab Four's whirlwind journey through the swinging sixties along with genuine instruments from the era, authentic costumes and plenty of cheeky Scouse banter. 
The ultimate Christmas treat for the most ardent Beatlemaniacs (and those who just love indelible, classic songs), this is guaranteed to be a fun, toe-tapping, sing-along nostalgia trip through some of the most iconic tunes ever written.
Ticket prices range from £31.71 to £34.94 (incl. booking fee) and can be purchased here.
Colston Hall is located at Colston St, Bristol BS1 5AR, Box office: 0117 203 4040 and email hello@colstonhall.org
Image credits Bootleg Beatles
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Jamie is a writer, blogger, journalist, critic, film fan, soundtrack nerd and all-round Bristolian good egg. He loves the music of Philip Glass, the art of Salvador Dali, the writings of Charles Bukowksi and Hunter S Thompson, the irreverence of Harry Hill, and the timeless, straw-chomping exuberance of The Wurzels. You can sometimes find him railing against a surging tide of passing cyclists, or gorging himself senseless on the Oriental delights of a Cosmos all-you-can-eat buffet.
