Sunday Jazz at The Junktion Hotel: Saxophones, wall to wall

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.

Various musos

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.

Saxophones

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…
TW

Sunday Jazz at The Junktion Hotel: Well, that was fun…

This week’s jam session was definitely one of the livelier affairs – plenty of audience and musos (24, about par for the course) turned up, and after starting with the world’s slowest version of Stella by Starlight, soon kicked on. After an hour or so, the joint was rocking, a surprising number of audience had turned up, some driven from the other bar by a raucous end of year Football team bash, complete with a startling number of players on crutches, and a few socially refreshed players joining in the jam later on..

Standout singer of the week was Anne Hayres who sang so well that she pulled the rhythm section of Neil (g), meself (p) Ivan (db) and Perri (d)into a tight unit for a while – Out of Nowhere a highlight, with Perri swinging the proverbials off it. The Captain joined in for some smooth counter melodies. Audience peaked at around 50 in the room.

Ashley de Wangaratta and Carol sang duets, Brian and Kev didn’t but came up with some new material which ranged from adventurous to intriguing., the Debster stuck to her recent fine form on tonsils, then the late Miss Smith, unfrazzled for a change this week, came up with a swing version of The Nearness of You, followed by Dave Frisberg’s Peel Me A Grape.

Drummers Bill and Matt, Ivan and Dave on Bass, guitarists Fermin and Chico all had a dip.

The session came to a close, at least twice, by eight o’clock. Good stuff all round, and better sound than heretofore. Apparently all those singers like a bit of reverb…

See ya this Sunday?
TW

Sunday Jazz at The Junktion Hotel: They all turned up…

Not. This was one of the quieter weeks, but not in any musical sense. Actually not much of the music makes any sense at all, but that has never stopped us yet.

We set up the kit in record time (34 mins) and had time to read the manual which has sat in my PA case for 15 years. It has not, if we are honest, (which, to be honest, we are not) faded in the sunlight. Worked out how to use the phantom power for Kevin’s new mike, so naturally Kev didn’t turn up. The sound was good.

Kicked off the opening stanza with the Captain and Fermin, followed by Laurie “when sunny gets blue” Jeff playing sweet, and Larry Kean exceptional on drums.

Eventually I got used to Pony Tail Pete playing some mellow bass with nary a hiccup, Some singers turned up – Carol and the late slightly frazzled Miss Smith. I promised I wouldn’t mention that she was in a sensitive state, with her reputation in tatters, so I won’t. What reputation? Needless to say, she sang beautifully.

Julian played some smooth floot. Ivan brought along his giant bass, twanging the five strings to good effect, and it was great to see Neil after a couple of weeks awol. Played a million notes, all good too.. Mr John Perri slotted in after Larry had played a full set. Another drummer in good form.

See ya this Sunday? Bring yer fiddle, banjo, sousaphone, Colombian nose flute, tonsils or whatever.

TW

Sunday Jazz at The Junktion Hotel: The week after

Another Sunday – and another quiet start to an afternoon of music mangling. This became a week for old faces to turn up – Peter Garam put in a solid session, as did Gentleman John Curtis. Ivan the one legged skier fronted, and played some pretty good bass, Trevor was there again, Jeff startled us all with a gentle rendition of Embraceable Ewe, (No Hortense, it is not the Kiwi National Anthem), Bill, and the redoubtable John Perri put in some sttellar performances on drums, as did Matt, the ever reliable Bruce was at the window, Rod and Bette dropped in, probably from Singapore, and persuaded POCKOTL to drop in too…

Laurie essayed When Sunny gets Blue for the first time, Carol got up and ripped through a coupla jazz standards with Malcolm, Annie the Later Miss Smith her usual good self, Chico sublime on guitar.

A lot of good music too – Ya wouldn’t be dead for quids
TW