Just a bunch of bloody amateurs?

Rash promises: By the time I got to the Post at 3.00pm, I had already received three text messages from singers who had said they were coming, and then didn’t. Would anybody turn up on Easter Sunday Arvo?

It seemed, for a while, quite possibly not, while we took a good 45 minutes to set up the gear. Jeez, a power point nearby wouldn’t be too much to ask, would it. Well, yes it would.

Eventually opened the batting at 4.10, with the Debster chosen as our first singer, Kevin in at first drop. Dave Taylor on double bass, and Alan Richards on drums made for a sweet rhythm section.

Due, quite possibly, to our incompetence in setting up the gear, the sound was remarkably good all afternoon although it got a bit noisy as the place filled up. I do wish that people wouldn’t turn up and have a good time, whilst we are trying to be deadly serious, or otherwise musical. Havin’ a good time? Bah, humbug!

We stopped worrying if anyone would turn up by the time the Captain started worrying about how he would get everyone a turn at the wheel. The Post Hotel was pleasantly full by half time.

In the end we had 16 musos get up and boogie – four bassists and seven singers – with the return of Rose (Route 66), Kevin and, good grief, haven’t seen Brian in a while; Carol, newcomer Edith, and Susie. Will was the lone saxophonist, played as smooth as ever, even filled in on the drums at the close. Nice one.

Props to the Captain -who didn’t play due to a crook arm, but put hours into finding the right venue, and hopefully felt well rewarded; to Edith who admitted after singing that she had never done it before – and made a pretty fair fist of it; to Rose for recommending the venue, and to all the jammers for giving the session the thumbs up.

And a final thanks to POCKOTL, Rod and Bette – they didn’t get there until 7.00, but these are our connection to the original Dizzy’s Jam sessions. Better write an other paragraph before Bette works out how old that makes her.

Oh yes… “Just a bunch of bloody amateurs” was how I described the jammers to the landlord – so he wouldn’t be disappointed – he wasn’t, and the jammers exceeded his expectations.
See ya next Sunday​​?
TW

No more Pizza, Sunday Post instead

So the sun sets on the Royal Standard, Frank reverts to a quieter life, as the last strains of Be go Bopping out the window… Well, it wasn’t quite like that, and if the truth be known, lots of peeps hacking into the pizzas, whilst we had rather a spiffin’ time of it in the back room/echo chamber.

Although, it must be said, Captain C was still a bit crook, and didn’t play his saxololliphone at all – surely another first!

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Whatever, Jeff arced up for a while, then Will stepped in with the sweetest tone, and some smooth lines. The lad is getting seriously good…so the noise and drool brigade still acquitted themselves well.

So the sun sets on the Royal Standard, Frank reverts to a quieter life, as the last strains of Be go Bopping out the window… Well, it wasn’t quite like that, and if the truth be known, lots of peeps hacking into the pizzas, whilst we had rather a spiffin’ time of it in the back room/echo chamber.

Although, it must be said, Captain C was still a bit crook, and didn’t play his saxololliphone at all – surely another first!

Whatever, Jeff arced up for a while, then Will stepped in with the sweetest tone, and some smooth lines. The lad is getting seriously good…so the noise and drool brigade still acquitted themselves well.

As did Salah (welcome back!) on drums, Michael the Lefty, No Nick Name Dave on bass, Dave Taylor on double bass and Dan on the Fender. The makings of a pretty good rhythm section.

Which got better as the Perri warmed up. Can he do latin or what? Last seen swapping Calabrian anecdotes with Frank.

Fermin (guitar) comped beautifully, and must have forgotten not to solo, as has been his wont, because he soloed rather well.

Malcolm took over on keys for an extended session, Carol sang (sweet vocals, have we nearly got the pa reverb etc. right?) as did Jane, Debbie probably the pick of them.

Julian surprised us all with Sunny on guitar, and an extended session of the Finance Sub-Committee on future Festival matters. Stay tuned for more developments on that one.

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And so, we are off to the Post Hotel, for Sunday 21st, 4.00pm on the corner of Inkerman and St Kilda Road. Some damn fool booked it for Easter Sunday, and you will all be in Church. If you could all sneek out once the Vicar gets to the sermon and starts bangin’ on, we should get a good turn out.

See ya then!

 

As did Salah (welcome back!) on drums, Michael the Lefty, No Nick Name Dave on bass, Dave Taylor on double bass and Dan on the Fender. The makings of a pretty good rhythm section.

Which got better as the Perri warmed up. Can he do latin or what? Last seen swapping Calabrian anecdotes with Frank.

Fermin (guitar) comped beautifully, and must have forgotten not to solo, as has been his wont, because he soloed rather well.

Malcolm took over on keys for an extended session, Carol sang (sweet vocals, have we nearly got the pa reverb etc. right?) as did Jane, Debbie probably the pick of them.

Julian surprised us all with Sunny on guitar, and an extended session of the Finance Sub-Committee on future Festival matters. Stay tuned for more developments on that one.

And so, we are off to the Post Hotel, for Sunday 21st, 4.00pm on the corner of Inkerman and St Kilda Road. Some damn fool booked it for Easter Sunday, and you will all be in Church. If you could all sneek out once the Vicar gets to the sermon and starts bangin’ on, we should get a good turn out.

See ya then!
TW

Sunday Jazz at The Royal Standard, Carruthers notices it is a bit quiet…

Second session at the Royal Standard, the Captain is a bit crook and all that bumping in and out to do… and it did seem a little quiet, as Carruthers has noted many times before …

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Still, we got things up and running on time, all except the microphone which joined us a bit later. Quite why anyone would have a switch on a microphone is beyond my limited comprehension. Certainly made life hard for Miss Jane, who later sang up a storm anyway.

Good new drummer, Michael, warmed to the task after taking over from Russell the Reliable, then Bill as immaculate as ever. Jeff more or less had the saxophone department to himself, and ran duly amok, as you do.

An afternoon then rescued by Nurul, who sang remarkably well for someone who has only had kids to scream at for the last few months. Dave Taylor majestic on double bass, the Nicknameless Other Dave drove it along nicely in between times.

And as the evening wore on (and it did wear a bit at times) Huich came to the fore, given an opportunity to call the tunes and fiddle away, with Yuseke on guitar as able back up. Great little interlude towards the end of the evening.

The lowest turnout (13 musos having fun) since the Leinster Arms days – we need to settle to a new venue…

This coming Sunday will be our last at the Royal Standard for a while, notwithstanding its easy parking, central location, ace food and a really nice Little Creatures on tap. The jammers are then moving to the Post Hotel on the corner of Inkerman and St Kilda Road in sunny downtown St Kilda. More below.
TW

The Melbourne Jazz Jammers were looking for a new venue…

And we might have found it.

Many thanks to all the Jammers who put up suggestions for the Captain to look at. We didn’t look at all of them, (it took two days to see the following), but almost all were keen to have the Jammers. And why wouldn’t you be? Don’t answer that…

The Rising Sun, South Melbourne: they were keen, we were keen, the rock band downstairs were too noisy.

The Emerald: South Melbourne. Due to contact them again next week – great ambience, but a bit of a long shot as they have an established jazz programme on Sundays. Back to Friday., anyone?

The Beehive, Kew: Neato pub, good parking, on a tram line. The Manager was keen, but still needs to put it past head office. Catrin, we are waiting…

Central Club, Richmond. Nice manager, but black decor more suited to heavy metal, big cavern of a place. Are you serious?

King of Tonga Bar, Elwood: No, you are not serious. Great little bar , but way too small…Hortense does need enough space to swing her cat when she comes.

The Water Rat, South Melbourne. Great upstairs space, some parking, established music on Thursdays, serves a good beer, parking so-so.. Met the new manager, who seemed really keen, will let you know next week …

East Malvern RSL. You need a cut lunch to get there, and another one to walk from one end of the building to the other. Helpful staff, but probably too far out of town.

The Plough, Footscray. Too far out, although we did discuss its proximity to Werribee – here’s looking at you Laurie!

The Post Hotel, (or Post Office Club Hotel) – St Kilda. The only one to suggest putting the jammers in the main bar at the front. Budvar on tap, good food, storage upstairs, on a tram line, parking nearby, separate room for bagpipes etc., Mike the landlord is keen…

We are going to give this one a go for a four week trial starting on Sunday 21st April

Sunday Jazz at The Royal Standard, it worked a bit good

Got to the set-up early-ish, to find The Captain and Jane bolting the drum kit together. All more or less done before the troops arrived, although we failed to get the sound check set-up before the saxophones started warming up. Alan Richards turned up in time to re-assemble the drum kit, thereby rendering it playable.

The new/old venue proved a good one – a bit noisy and hard to balance, but the smarter musos adjusted to that quickly, using the alarming (to some) strategy of playing quieter.

Friday 22nd March saw the biggest number of hits on the website for any day in the last two years. And 19 musos fronted, singers and saxes winning the day, but rather more delicate interventions from Laurie, the Captain, Huich (violin) and Gene (guitar) in particular.

Dave Taylor added more than a touch of class on double bass, working well with Alan. Probably explains the standard of music which climbed a notch or three as the arvo wore on.

Geoff (piano) played his longest session yet. Whoo hoo!

We are continuing to check out the places suggested by various jammers, but are we happy with the Royal S so far…? Proving to be a good stopgap venue, Frank was well pleased, parking is a doddle, and a turnout bigger than we had dared hope. Roll on!

See ya this Sunday?
TW