By Peter Maddern
Dressed in an ample two tone suit adorned with an incredibly long watch chain, Mojo Juju attempted to take us deep into the world of film noir, of speak easies, loose women, loads of drink and crooked ball players.
Unfortunately it all fell rather flat. The banter was either a poor parody of corny lines from a Bogart movie or just not funny, the energy early on reserved and withdrawn, and the first four songs sounded nearly exactly the same.
Her backing band players were excellent and did their best to lift this flat show but by the time Mojo found hers it was all a bit late.
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