Sunday Jazz at The Junktion Hotel. Wot’s goin’on? – a goodly session

The sun, briefly shone on Sunday, and although we started with a little light chaos as the good Captain experimented with moving almost everything to a new position, once we got started, the joint soon filled up a little….

Mainly due to the Michelle Gigliotti rent a crowd (how many sisters has she got?) followed by the Simone and Jase social set, and quite a few others.

Following the customary instrumental opening, which featured the Captain and Red Hat Calamatta amongst others, and with Angie playing keys, Michelle got up, and, ably backed by bassist Kip on Tallulah the original electric bass, Bill restrained on drums, Neil playing great blues guitar licks, and meself resurrecting numbers I haven’t played for 23 years. She sang a sharp set of 6 songs in 32 minutes. The shorter bracket definitely works well.

Then the session went a little strange – it resumed with a rather noisy cameo from Katerina who was inaudible, and then, one by one, a total of 8 other singers got up, more than either the Captain or meself can ever remember at a Jam Session, and with plenty of scope for further contributions from Malcolm Mk 1 (organ??), Michael “sticks” Findlay, Bill, first timer Hussein and Matt Berg on drums, Mark on guitar, and the ever improving Will on sax and Keef on alto and clarinet. Special mention to Tom, who arrived with his stick bass and played with considerable aplomb for the rest of the evening, and to Chico (guitar) and Chris Lebon, who got in some late numbers.

Angie, Mark and Hussein combined with Will to produce a funky little set, and Simone confirmed that she is a gifted singer with a Billie Holliday “Feelin’Good” played without a chart amongst us. Methinks Keef and Will both have a great ear for this sort of thing. Then Jase got up and we just had fun which is fine by me.

We still haven’t got the format quite right, but will persist in doing our best to make sure everyone gets a go.

See ya Sunday?
TW

Sunday Jazz at The Junktion Hotel

..plus ça change, plus c’est pareil”. *

In truth this wasn’t the greatest session. Gentleman John Curtis opened the innings with a coupla cultured instrumental pieces in front of very few people. It filled up in time.. Thereafter, it got more jam session typical as the afternoon wore on. A smallish mob sat back and drank seemingly large quantities of social lubricant, so Dave the Boss was happy, but the featured singer session (Carol, Malcolm x 2 and PT Pete on bass) ran well over time, leading to some of the natives getting a little restless towards the end. Too many saxophone solos, obligatory (apparently) bass solos and drum solos, stretched it out. Continue reading

Sunday Jazz at The Junktion Hotel … the dust settles and a quiet little drink

Wandered in just as the others were helping to set up the equipment from upstairs. Not so many peeps in attendance and we kicked off with a coupla spiffin instrumentals, in the vague hope that the practice would do us good… or a singer would turn up to put us out of our misery. Continue reading

Sunday Jazz at The Junktion Hotel … expectations, and surprises

As cold as a witches tit at the Junk this past week – hardly expected anyone to turn up, but they did. Hardly expected any singers, but in the end, we got to five. Didn’t expect anyone from Ballarat, but Bobby Ballinger arrived with some promos on the Australian Jazz Convention and winter jazz series, sang for his supper too. Continue reading

Jazz at The Junktion Hotel . . .

. . .  every man and his dog rocked the Junktion this week. And what a session it turned out to be – 26 musos in attendance, and joining the regulars, were the likes of Sir Roger, Rick, bassist Andrew, Kay (piano and mellodica), John Hunter (blues harp), Malcolm (drums) and Margaret (violin). And Brigid Deneefe having a ball whilst Sir Roger blew out the windows to celebrate his award for attending Merimbula for 27 years.. An audience of over 50 enjoyed a variety of jazz styles. Continue reading

Meanwhile, The Junktion Hotel …

… survived the B team, although in truth, there were more people there than we expected, and Piers, Neil and I had a ball. Surprising number of newcomers turned up, and enjoyed lively sets, from Katerina and Carol, in particular, Brian pleading a sore throat; Shanelle (saxophone) possibly one of the youngest musos in a while, and doing okay once she found her feet; hope she comes again; regular Bruce propping up the bar, and one of two Kyoto students (jazz standards, good voice, hope they come again too) got up to sing. Piers indulged in a session at the drums, and sounded even better when I nipped up stairs and found the drum sticks. Continue reading

The Junktion Hotel : so far, so good, and more to come

The three week trial has run its course – and has been outstandingly successful. 15 musos first week, 24 musos the next week, and for the third week, Sevil Sabah sang two short sets with her favourite quartet, (Tom Doublier, Doug Kuhn, Neil and meself) to an enthusiastic crowd of around fifty people, jammers and locals.. Of course, Dave the Boss had already said he would like us to continue, and with Castlemaine and Merimbula both on this week, it should all go pleasantly pear shaped from here on out… Continue reading

The Junktion Hotel goes weekly!

And quite a few new and familiar faces turned up. John Curtis, Will, Trevor piano, Trevor harp and Vlad (guitar) amongst them, to see what the fuss was about – and we ended up with 24 musos getting up to play, the Captain’s stress levels rising accordingly, and another good audience. Continue reading

First Session at the Junktion Hotel goes big!

Only four day’s notice, a cold grey sort of day, we walked into an empty room, with a rock drum kit set up in the corner; and took far too long setting up, due, probably to a surfeit of experts. Sticks Findlay amused himself by stuffing the kick drum, swapping the cymbals and snare, whilst the speakers, piano (adjusted to Hornby height), PA and amps were all moved around at a dizzying pace. Continue reading

The Lunatic Lounge last Sunday

Class all the way, actually.. We opened with Fermin and Manal singing Girl From Ipanema, followed by Corcovado which featured a sensitive and exquisite saxophone solo from young (he tells me) Clark.

Youtube clip of Stan Getz and Astrud Gilberto click here

There followed a lively instrumental set, opening with Yardbird Suite, followed by the politically correct version of Coming Home Baby, written by Ben Tucker, with covers by Herbie Mann and Mel Torme; followed by pubmeister Glen saying it was all too loud. Continue reading

The Leinster runs hot, and the film crew don’t get in the way

Film crew in attendance, and wandered in just as the session was getting started. Occasional drummer Mack in the chair, Jeff in fine form on saxaxphone, the Captain and Laurie in support, and Neil the imperturbable on guitar. Spiffin…until Coming Home Baby morphed from a swing tune to an indescribable soft rock, funk beat. We replaced the bass player as soon as possible, with U-Turn Ivan and the five string double bass. Continue reading