Steve Brown Memorial

Steve Brown

Steve in action, 2009.

On 14 November, 2013, our original Bass player and friend, Steve Brown, passed away after a 2½ year battle with lung cancer.

He was aged just 59.

Steve was a special man and musician, for so many reasons. Rather than just let him gracefully fade away into personal memories, we thought that his life deserved to be celebrated through the words of those who knew him and worked with him. This way, we can always keep the memory of Steve alive and fresh for those visiting the website for the first time and wondering, “what happened to their original Bass player, what was he like?

Therefore, we have set up this memorial page for Steve, as a permanent reminder and tribute to a man who drove the band forward and kicked our butts when we became despondent because things weren’t going our way.

If it wasn’t for Steve telling us to keep the band going with Bill when he first got ill, you wouldn’t be reading this now.

If you have any memories or stories about Steve that you want to share with us for inclusion on this page, please get in touch with us via our contact page and send us your story. We will then review it for publication.

To start things off, our drummer Nick Lauro, shares a very personal tribute to his rhythm section partner of 6 years:

Our Special Rhythm Section

I first met Steve Brown back when he was playing with Lance Donnelly (d), Neil Partington (g) and Paul Need (key) in Gaz & The Groovers, by which time he’d already built up a reputation as a great Bass player on the circuit. But it wasn’t until 2005 that I got to play with him for the first time, stepping in at last minute to cover for Lance Donnelly in The Band Of Thieves at Fogherty’s pub. At this point in time, I was getting back into playing after a 5 year break from playing professionally and was tentatively dipping my toes into various projects to see if I could re-kindle the old magic that had ceased to exist for me long ago. But it was useless; I was trying to go backwards and relive something that had long since passed and every band I played with seemed to highlight the fact that I’d moved on in my life. I don’t know what I expected when I took to the stage for the first time with Steve at Fogherty’s, but something clicked that night between us. He immediately got onto the fact that as a stranger in the mix, I was looking directly to him for my lead and musical direction, which is how rhythm sections should work. During half time, we stood outside for his smoke break and had a quick chat which I realise now, was him actually interviewing me! The bottom line was, we both read from the same book as far as what we thought a rhythm section should be, but this was a dep gig and I didn’t think much further than it being a one-off.

By early 2006 Lance had joined another band full time and I was gigging with a band I’d help put together, trying to get it off the ground. Then the call came to play with The Band Of Thieves again as they were using various dep drummers to keep them working. After a few more gigs together we really started to mesh properly in a way I’d actually given up hope of ever finding again. Our developing rhythm section was strong, but The Band Of Thieves was a tired unit and it was time to move on, which is when the friendly badgering started:

How do you fancy doing something different Big Nicky Lauro?” he’d start with, “We want to do something better than this, sack that cabaret lark off and play some Bluesy type stuff. Come on, what do you think, we’ll sign you up for a permanent contract, you know it makes sense!

But I was reluctant after spending a good deal of time getting my other covers band off the ground, even though it was doing nothing new and essentially trying to recreate something that could no longer exist as it used to. So Steve kept on at me, “Come on Nick, we’ll sign you up for that contract, all you’ve got to do is say yes, sign on the dotted line, we don’t want anyone else, we want you to do it!” By the end of 2006 he’d got his way and I committed to the project which eventually turned into Forty4, turning out to be the best move I’d made in music at the time.

A Rhythm Section Is Born

Without what seemed like any effort, we managed to forge a rhythm section that other bands could only dream of having. It was a meeting of minds and we didn’t have to work at it. Everything flowed effortlessly as we remained selfless to the cause. The real tester was our ability to nail the ‘Sex Machine’ groove which demands the utmost discipline from a rhythm section, without any deviation. I’ve seen other bands try it and they can’t do it. They cannot resist the temptation to throw that little extra bit in that doesn’t exist in the song and before you know it, there’s another, then another and it’s not the ‘Sex Machine’ groove anymore. But we knew and more importantly, understood why James Brown demanded the discipline from his band members that a lot of other musicians on our circuit just didn’t get; and that’s what made our rhythm section stand out from everyone else. It was a true partnership and one I’ll cherish and miss forever. He’d often tell me; “There might be better technical players than us out there, but I’m telling you now Nick, there’s not another rhythm section out there on the circuit we do that have got what me and you’ve got, take that from me lad, no one can touch us, no one!

As Glen (Lewis, key, Band Of Thieves/Forty4) said, Steve was a man of few words, but what he did say was either profound or funny. He made us laugh so many times at gigs and rehearsals from saying very little. I remember once when Paul (Starkey, g, Forty4) got a new guitar effects pedal and spent the first ½ hour of the rehearsal messing around with it until Steve could take it no longer:

Right, that’s enough of that guitar nonsense Starkey, let’s do some playing now, that’s what we’re here for, that pedal will be on eBay next week anyway!

Despite having the reputation of a man of few words, we both shared an interest in the Paranormal and UFO sightings, both looking at it from a scientific viewpoint and trying to debunk things until we came up with genuine unexplained examples. We used to have half-time chats on this subject, plenty of them at Granville’s Jazz Bar gigs when I’d get the coffee’s in whilst he rolled tobacco outside. He was convinced by his experiences, as I am, that death wasn’t the end:

I’m not scared of death Nick” he told me, “I’m convinced there’s something else after. I don’t know what it is, but from the experiences I’ve had on investigations and other things, I’m convinced there’s got to be something else!

He was always badgering me on and off in his usual Steve style to join him in one of his Merseyside Anomalies Research Association (MARA) paranormal investigations, but I was showing signs of apprehension and fear; “don’t worry about it lad, I’ll be there to hold your hand!” he used to cut me down with! I did finally agree to go, but we never quite got around to it.

Death By Anchovies!

The question of food at gigs was always dodgy ground with Steve producing some hilarious scenarios! Our first gig at The Blues Bar in Harrogate was one that made it into Forty4 gig-food history. We left in plenty of time to get there, Steve travelling with me. Unfortunately, we were massively delayed by a rush-hour accident that closed both sides of the M62 making us very late. Plans to get to the gig with enough time to get a bite to eat were thwarted and we made the venue in barely enough time to throw our gear up on the stage and start playing. Post-gig, we went on the hunt for food down the one-way system of Harrogate, finding the only place open being an uninviting Turkish kebab shop. Luckily, you could make your own custom pizza so I opted for my Italian style favourite with black olives, chillies and anchovies. Steve said he’d wait until he got home to eat but when I returned to the car with a huge box with an appetizing smell, he couldn’t resist just the one slice. On opening the box, it appeared they’d converted my Italian recipe into the Turkish equivalent, which meant total anchovy overload instead of the thin smattering it should have been. This didn’t put Steve off and he ate his piece, regretting it by the time we got onto the M62:

Arrrggghhh! What have you done to me Nick? That pizza’s left an aftertaste in me mouth! It’s them anchovies, Arrrggghhh!

We didn’t hear the last of this for months; “Nick tried to kill me with anchovies lads! They were repeating on me for weeks! I only had the one slice of pizza, how can you eat anchovies Nick, they’re disgusting, there must be something wrong with your stomach!” Every time he spoke about the anchovies we’d be in pleats of laughter, so Neil (Partington, g) would go further and tell him about the concoctions he’d cook up, like beef in mustard breadcrumb coating with blackcurrant coulis, or strawberries in balsamic vinegar, all dishes that would bring hilarious reactions of disgust from Steve!

Another time when we were playing in Chester, we had to do a really early sound-check and instead of everyone going back over to Liverpool, we all went back to my house where my wife had cooked a vegetarian chilli. Whilst the rest of the band were going for their second helping, Steve was still sitting in a chair insisting he’d be ok on his Yorkie choccy bar and coffee! We had some fun discussing food, just to see his reaction to what people ate and it was always a goldmine for laughs! And we certainly had some laughs with Steve…

Going Solo As ‘Soilpipe’ Steve!

There was a time I bid on a Bass cab for him on eBay and won it. Once he got it into the rehearsal room, he noticed it must have had a piece of plastic tube in the back where the sound porthole was. Thinking how he could replace it, his builders mind set to work, “I know, I could just get a piece of soil pipe, cut it down to size and throw it in the back, that’d work.” So I said, “Then you could go out and do your own solo Blues act like Seasick Steve, except this time you could go as Soil Pipe Steve!” which had us all in pleats – again!

Don’t Eat Your Dogs!

He always liked to get home for the food he knew he liked and would never come to the horrible kebab shops, no matter how much Neil enthused about his tray of greasy lamb and chilli! We’d just packed up the van after a Granville’s gig and he said; “Hurry up Neil, let’s get back on the road, I need to get home, I want to get back to me chair so I can eat me pizza and stroke the dogs!” to which Neil replied, “You want to be careful there Ste, one day you’ll get back and end up in your chair eating your dogs and stroking your pizza!” Once again, we fell about laughing.

A Personal Compliment

What we had as a rhythm section together was special, no doubt, but Steve detected it early on during our time together. In the early years, I was still focussing on my own performance, wondering if I was good enough or even improving as a player. I put it to him once, when he was doing some roof repair work at my house, if he thought I had any special drumming quality that made me stand out from the crowd. I guess I was hoping he’d say I had some amazing uniqueness like say, Jeff Porcaro had, something that gave me my own personal stamp. This was clearly a mistake on my part, as Steve had played with some really good drummers who had their own identities and initially, his response seemed disappointing:

“Well Nick, you’re not like Lance; he’s a really powerful, forceful drummer, he can lead a band from the back and you’re not like that; and you’re not like Leggy (John Leggett, ex-Cook Da Books) either. He’s got a really nice, natural feel, he doesn’t have to try or practice at it like me and you do to make ourselves better.”

It was like the proverbial kick to the stomach, he had slain me with one sentence and I was back to being that self-doubting, plain, nothing-out-of-the-ordinary local drummer. But then he delivered his own summarisation of where he saw me sitting in the grand scheme:

“No, Nick, it’s not about how good we are as individual players, it’s about what me and you have got together. I know you practice like I do and when we get back in that rehearsal room it shows; I can tell. We’ve got the strongest grooves of any of the bands around here, by far. I know it and no one can tell me otherwise; it’s powerful Nick and I’ve watched all these other bands watching us and wondering how they can get what we’ve got, and they can’t do it! You mark my words Nick, they’re jealous of what me and you have got! We don’t need to do all those Bass solos and drum solos like them other bands do to impress the musos ‘cause we can do it just by playing a groove in a song! All that soloing lark is for ponces who aren’t disciplined enough to play it like we do; you mark my words Nick, I’m right! You don’t need to worry about if you’re as good as the Steve Gadd’s of the world because what we do in the band together is as strong as anything those guys get asked to do, I’m telling you!”

So I considered myself lectured and complimented; and never since that day have I doubted that I can deliver what is necessary to the Steve Brown rhythm section benchmark – and he set the standard high.

Final Times Together

We had some great times out at gigs, simply through the chat and the camaraderie that came from slogging away on a circuit that was hard to break into. To have him struck down after 5 years of hard graft, just as we were making headway, was devastating. I seriously questioned if it was worth carrying on, but Steve told me that he wanted the band to continue with Bill (Price, b-g) so he could hold onto the dream of coming back one day. Besides which, he was too proud of the fact that we’d come so far from nothing, just to see us throw it all away.

It was great to have him back in the saddle for a few gigs between treatments and he never went out with a half-baked performance. As he always used to say to me on occasions when the band was having a bad night, “We’ve got to keep to our standard Nick, no matter what the others are feeling. If me and you let it drop, then it’s finished.

We’re all going to miss him for sure, but I will never forget his dry sense of humour, words of wisdom, that gentle, but strong arm around your shoulder, the hilarious way he used to slip your name into a random song he was singing when we were setting up, his commitment to his art and his effortless ability to make us all laugh. Fact is, even though he’s passed, remembering the stuff as it happened and writing it down here is still making me laugh! That’s the memory of Steve Brown I’ll be holding on to and it’s been an honour to serve with him in the ranks of The Band Of Thieves, Forty4 & Down At Antone’s rhythm sections.

I will see you again…but not yet…not yet…

Nick Lauro


Tribute From ‘Double Cut’

Only knew Steve as Forty4’s Bass player but he left a lasting impression. Having watched/supported Forty 4 as ‘Crossfire’ with guitarist Brian Filson at True Blues Club a couple of years back, Brian and I realized what was needed in the rhythm section, so when the time came to put a new blues band together Steve’s rock steady patterns for everyone to work around and tasty fills was the benchmark!

The consequence being it took 18 months and 5 different players (all bloody good) to get the ‘Steve touch’ we wanted.

We would like to thank Steve and Forty 4 for showing us the way, and may he be still playing wherever he is.

Again with sadness and thanks

Neil, Brian, Colin and Steve, our final bass player in Double Cut.


Tribute From Grahame Rhodes

(Grahame has been a long time supporter of the band and runs the Blues In The North West website.)

Probably having seen the band as much as most over the years in its various guises, a couple of my fondest memories of Steve would be, firstly, a sparsely attended gig . . . been a few of them! . . . at the lovely Academy in Buckley where I recorded a rather cracking version of “I Don’t Need No Doctor” to video, with Steve and Nick on fine funky form, that unfortunately didn’t pass the Partington quality control standards, and I took down from t’internet; and also a great trio set at the freezing back room of The Red Lion at the Malpas blues jam, featuring Steve, Neil and also Lance on drums. It was always a pleasure to see Steve play and I know he would want you guys to keep on doing what you do.

Grahame Rhodes


From Avril Roberts

(Avril runs Stanley’s Cask pub in Wallasey and has been supporting the band for many years by having us play there.)

He was beautiful. . .Quiet, sweet. Lovely.

Avril Roberts


A Touching Tribute From An Old Friend

As we come to terms with the loss of Steve, I thought that I would share some precious memories with you.

I have known Steve for over 45 years. We become friends through our interest in football and music. I was given my first guitar at the age of 13 and was soon playing tunes (on one string). As I progressed, I learned to play chords and would jam along to the radio and vinyl records. Steve was very keen on learning to play and I showed him some basic chords which he soon picked up. We decided to form a group, (Steve on Bass) got ourselves a drummer (my brother Terry) and practiced for months on end.

Steve bought his first Bass guitar from a second hand shop, (a very basic model) we stripped it down, sprayed it and tried to make it look presentable. At first we were trying to learn Deep Purple and Black Sabbath, until we were told that we couldn’t take that stuff on the road, so we had to play commercial stuff. We then added a rhythm guitarist, got ourselves an audition and were soon doing gigs. We needed a name for the group and Steve suggested the name ‘Amaranth’ meaning, a purple flower that doesn’t fade. Steve liked the colour purple (this fits with the suggestion to wear something purple at the funeral).

As the bookings came in, we decided to change the name to ‘Solar System’. As I recall, the group changed its name again in 1972 to ‘Spike’ and I remember playing 5 numbers from the then top 20 which is some feat, Slade, T-Rex, Sweet to name but a few. We then went our separate ways; I joined a dance band, then a duo. Steve went to work in Fords. In the late 80’s we got together again and formed a band called ‘Meenstreek’ playing more up tempo material. I know that Steve went on to enjoy other music genres performing in Blues/Soul groups and he was a fabulous bass player.

He will be greatly missed by family and friends.

I thoroughly enjoyed my time with Steve both as a friend and fellow musician, and miss him dearly.

Ken Davies