There is a saying amongst wise sailors that if you even start thinking about taking in a reef, it is already time to do it.
The Tower Hotel Jam Session: launched with a pretty spiffing start. Not full sail, perhaps, but of the 24 peeps who rocked up, all of them said they would come again, most thought the joint fairly classy, and the sound quality was better than ever. Miss Kay even used the cheap Chinese Shure knock-off microphone, which was a vast improvement on what we have been used to.
Highlights of the day included
· A bunch of locals dropping in for a meal, and staring, gob smacked, at the musos performing for them. Several said they would come again – the beginnings of a new crowd, perhaps?
· Calamatta, resplendent in his red hat, playing more than he ever has at a jam before.
· David Lole (piano) dropping in for a look-see, staying all afternoon and playing up a storm
· The Debster, Kay and Ash the only singers, getting plenty of air time
· Saxofollicles from Alan, The Captain, Jeff
· Drums by the Hirsh, and Andre – Andre probably the best on the day, but Mike gets the gong for helping to pack up – much appreciated.
· Garram, Malcolm and meself making up the four piano players for the day
· Ivan, Nelson and Pete taking turns on bass – three very different styles but all good.
· Quite a few people saying the venue was closer for them than St Kilda had been.
All of which makes it so much more of a pity but, reluctantly, we have decided to put the sessions “on ice” for the present. Apologies to Gina (Bistro Manager) but we would like to come back. By which, we probably mean that we will resume the sessions some time around September, but I am not saying which year..
Hopefully, the two (or is it three now) regular readers of the Jammers Newsletter will appreciate that this is being done for all the right reasons which may or may not include the fact that we wouldn’t mind a break anyway, can’t be a***ed to go on writing the Newsletter if there is nothing much to write about, and we would rather everyone went home and caught coronavirus mildly but nicely whilst there, and the Jam Sessions weren’t to blame.
Hatches battened down, and a reef taken in.
Stay in touch, and toodlepip