Started early with La Myskova helping to set up the gear, before her retiring after three days of partying (insert Czech National Stereotype here?). And then waited for the saxophones to turn up. They did not disappoint, and at one stage we had more sax than aud, but whatever… it was going to be an instrumental sort of a day, perhaps. I rather enjoyed it.
After the opening stanza from the usual suspects, we settled down to a lively afternoon – reeds in abundance precluding any gossip other than shouting, before Curtis the Debonair sensibly sat in and pushed the keys to max vol. Some sort of sound balance was achieved.
Toon of the Day
Laurie distinguished himself with a fine rendition of Nica’s Dream – not an easy tune to play, but he made it sound effortless. The audience was one of the smaller ones, around 5’3″on average, and stubbornly stayed that way all arvo, but those that were there, some to play, plenty just enjoying the mooz and a cold one, certainly had fun.
Pete, Ivan and Dave took turns on bass duties, Neil played guitar, followed by the original Ray “Lounge Lizard” Hood back from Sin City, both classy as ever. The late Miss Smith turned up early, Kev and Brian had a dip, and Ashley sat in on drums – later replaced by Le Hirsh, who was as good, only a lot louder.
Great to see Jeff Karutz for the first time at the Junk, ditto Paul, Volker making a rare appearance, Keef coming later. And with Laurie, Jeff and the Captain, we had a total of 7 saxophones, possibly the most we have ever had.
Others what I forgot. Can’t remember who.
Curiously, the session actually got livelier as it wore on – mainly due to some hot piano from the talented Lisette.
And some upgraded lighting, courtesy of Dodgy Dave. Very nice.
Ya wouldn’t be dead for quids…