The Annual Jammers Bash – This Sunday at the Leinster Bossa Barn

Yup, Lunch at 1.00, Chaos at 2.00 – just turn up any time, and you will be thrust into the limelight for your chance to shine in possibly under three hours. This is a great opportunity to get together with a whole bunch of other jammers, tell outrageously exaggerated lies about your musical prowess, and then get totally found out when they play Epistrophy in F# minor at 220bpm – but we don’t care…

Judging by the emails and responses, there will be a few for lunch, and the usual ageing reprobates thereafter.

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From Somewhere inside the Leinster Arms

I was out there hiking in the less visited wilderness that is the North of Wilson’s Prom over the Easter long weekend. I don t have to do that again and when the trauma of pushing through 60 km of virgin scrub with 25 kgs strapped to my torso has receded like the tide, then I will be fit and semi sane enough to take on the Grampians during the ANZAC day long weekend.

Meanwhile, the sheltered workshop for the tone deaf, rhythmic dyslexics and do it yourself musical lobotomy patients resumed after the Easter break.

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No Jam session at the Gold Street Gossip Shop and Tea rooms

All quiet on the western front…

…On account of we will all be going to Castlemaine Jazz Festival (Mark 2) this weekend.

Had a call from Glen (Il Duce to those in the know) this week. Apparently the Leinster Arms is not closing down, and he has to keep working until the fines are paid off. Which could take years, hopefully.

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Some other things you may not have heard about Glen

He does not own shares in a hairbrush manufacturing company. We can’t imagine why.

Drummer extraordinary… Glen maintains he has played drums with some of the finest rock and roll groups in the country in his youth. Which we are inclined to doubt, as

(a) He doesn’t own a karaoke machine

(b) In his youth? Was rock and roll invented then?

Glen’s first session with the Jazz Jammers was on an electronic drum kit. He may have forgotten this, but we have not.

The Leinster Arms has won a lot of Awards, as one of Melbourne’s finest watering holes. But not since 2010

The Jammers started the Jam sessions at the Leinster Arms in 2010

If you do turn up at the Leinster Arms in a fit of absent mindedness (and let’s face it, that covers most of us), there may be live music this Sunday.
TW

The Lunatic Soup Lounge: Report from the Captain

23 musicians attended the Leinster on Sunday. Music started with Sam Izzo on keys, Doug on bass, Glen on drums and a lone saxophonist. Lee arrived soon after from Bendigo with his smooth sounding trumpet,with Noel on flute and tenor and Taariq and young Matt on guitar. Michael took over on drums and in walked Elliot with his new trombone, Mihoko with a borrowed double bass and Anthony with his guitar to add to the cacophony.

Sam was replaced by John Curtis, then Bob, then Richard on Keys. Vocals were supplied by Kevin, Debbie, Anne and John. Later arrivals were Chico (guitar) Carson (bass) and Conrad (bass). Last to come through the door was John Calamatta to add some class to the front line.

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The Gold Street Gossip ShopSunday Arvo Session (episode 192)

If you worked all Sunday and got there late, you will have missed as much as me….fortunately, I got there just in time to catch Peter Bennett (bass) Don (guitar) and Gentleman John Curtis (piano) ripping through some jazzy little toons – sounded like real music for a while before the Captain (sax) and I (drumsfergawdssake) managed to restore normal service.

Despite my worst efforts, it took quite a while to persuade Glen (Il Duce) to take over the slap bash and rattle department, and the afternoon took off. After last week’s seven singers, the tonsil artistes were a bit thin number-wise, but Christine Manetta and Bruce (d) managed to reduce us to chaos on a coupla songs, the Debster and Bob Vinard had a fine old time, and Spike (playing RMR with Ange on March 28th) set up a magic little groove or three before a late breaking Sebastien cooled it all down.

The guitars had the best of it – Bennett switching to six strings and making them sound like eight, – Ian stretching it out with a few fine solos later on, whilst I sat outside in the late afternoon sun discussing the dubious fortunes of Barcelona FC and listening to some smooth -as jazz.

Ya wouldn’t be dead fer quids.

The Leinster Arms Hotel

150th Anniversary Birthday Celebrations

Sunday August 18th, 2013

 

A Carnival atmosphere will be all around this outstanding historic hotel as we say “Happy Birthday” to this grand old lady.

  • We will open up for you at 9.00 am to get you in the mood.
  • Our local Art Exhibition will connect you to new heights.
  • A FREE sausage sizzle will feed you – A gold donation to the Reach Foundation will make you feel good !
  • Free wine tastings will embrace your palate.
  • The C.U.B. Clydesdales will astound you – between Midday and 2.00pm. approx
  • Vintage Fire Engines from Eastern Hill will take you back – between 2.00pm – 4.00pm approx

LIVE MUSIC

–          Our “Cool “ Jazz Band will have you dancing and jumping.

–          Local troubadour, “Marty” will sooth you with his calming ballads and wake you up with rock.

–          Live Irish Music will have you doing the Irish jig.

We will not close until you want to go home – or 11.00pm (when our licence says so).

A great day for the family and your friends to enjoy and take in the atmosphere that one can only get from a 150 year old pub !

Where are we ?                   

66 Gold Street, Collingwood (cnr Hotham Street)  Ph.9417-5720.  www.leinsterarms.com.au

The Year is 1863……………..

  • Queen Victoria is our monarch
  • The Melbourne Cup has its third run
  • No Royal Exhibition Buildings or Melbourne Town Hall have been built
  • The American Civil War is raging in Gettysburg Pennsylvania

and ‘THE LEINSTER ARMS HOTEL’- OPENS ITS DOORS

150 Years ago.

Margaret Gifford receives the hotel’s first licence for the only SINGLE STORY pub in Melbourne at that time.

A stalwart of the Collingwood people up to this day, the pub has a checkered and colourful history.

Melbourne business identity, John Wren, was born within ‘spitting’ distance of the pub in 1871 and lived there until his marriage in 1901.

‘Squizzy’ Taylor was a regular in his day when the pub’s façade was of bluestone and the hotel struck up its long relationship with the ‘Local Football Club’.

The hotel has never been delicensed and with the renovations of 1930, the new red bricks were added, together with new stained glass windows – copied from The Leinster Arms in Ireland – to suit the fashion of the day. A small temporary bar was established to keep the locals happy and well refreshed.

Archbishop Mannix would call in and discuss the faith with the mainly Irish Catholic patrons.

The surrounding area is steeped in history, a history that continues to the present day.

There is a document inside the Hotel showing an old map, “Collingwood’s Pubs”.

Sadly today, because of high land prices, many of these historic buildings have been demolished or made way for development.

BUT

THE LEINSTER ARMS HOTEL STILL SERVES THE PEOPLE OF COLLINGWOOD

and surrounding areas.

Join in our celebrations – There are a lot more to come…..

The Leinster lurches… and that was a big phat zero…

The Gold Street Gossip Shop was so popular with the Mothers that Glen cancelled last week’s jam. I didn’t realize Collywobblesville had that many people with mothers. Ah, well…apologies to anyone who didn’t get an sms:- it was very late notice and we managed to get about 60 texts out, but I know some peeps turned up… console yourselves with the thought that the music was, whilst non-existent, therefore of a significantly higher standard than usual..

Of course, that was the day we advertised under Drummers Wanted on Melband and got 115 hits in 36 hours…
TW

At The Leinster – the New Piano Debuts

Hortense was definitely not at the Leinster on Sunday. Rumour has it that she had a bad stomach virus and could not even attend a party in her own home the previous night. Nevertheless the show went on as usual with 25 performers.

Bob, John and Noel were the first to perform on the newly acquired Roland 300 keyboard which added a much to the quality of the overall sound and enjoyment of the players. Not so the newly acquired cheap bass amp which was given the thumbs down by Taariq and Stan who sounded much better through Taariq’s amp. Will only be useful when bass players turn up without an amp.

Saxophones came from everywhere..Jeff, Keith, Nick, CC, John, Peter (?) and the fore mentioned Noel. Vocals were again of a high quality…..Rachael, Anne H, Chelly and Amy all received attention from the other side of the bar. ( a sure sign that what we are doing is sounding like music).

Lee and Gabrielle played tag on trumpet and Jack’s trombone added to the cacophony. The rhythm was held together by Paul, Glen, Danilo, Sebastian and Bruce. Ben had guitar duties all to himself. No shortage of quality drummers these days. A highlight was when our special guest, Cloe, played keys for the very first time with a group. 

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Next time, bring a chainsaw, ear plugs and a hard hat…

    I have noticed that it is getting harder and harder to move around  the Lizard Lounge of a Sunday afternoon. Either the place is shrinking or the jam sessions are growing ever more packed. Withthat many people playing, some industrial strength jazz ensued. Top stuff, but  I am sure normal service will be resumed shortly.   In  the meantime we may be regaled with the sight of seven or eight  soloists eagerly putting the boot, chainsaw or elbow in, as they struggle to the fore. Mercy, Mercy Mercy!

    Which,. come to think of it, was a highlight of last Sunday’s effort, probably the busiest, certainly the noisiest, yet. Other moments of memorable chaos included Bill on Flugelhorn, Chelly essaying jazz singing to great effect, Jeremy bopping through the    door wearing a foppishly large cloth cap, and carrying his foppishlylarge double bass. Carol, Lisbeth, Mel and Sandro sang, Stan, Taariq, Avi and the aforementioned Frenchman played bass. After a  welcome back session from Danilo, Glen played an outstanding set on drums – if he gets too cocky about it, we will remind him of his    first jazz effort on the electronic drum set, which he will    undoubtedly deny. Bob and then Rod took over on keys, leaving me    little to do but sip on a Guinness and wonder where it was all going    to end. Eventually I started wondering when it was going to endinstead, and went home, as you do…

    I won’t mention the Captain and his big brass/woodwind section  (Keef, Tim, Alex, Ali, Bill, Aaron and Nick), and for the first timein living memory, I don’t recall any fours being called.

    Society’s to blame…

TW

I don’t like it Carruthers, it’s too quiet . . .

Well not at the Leinster this Sunday, watering hole of the loose footed, medicated, confused and/or indigent, where 21 musos and singers fair lifted the roof from 4.00pm ’til gawd knows when. The Captain was in absentia, but we all agreed that, given the chaos that enlivened proceedings throughout, he was at least there in spirit… The place was fairly heaving from the start…

POCKOTL “We’ve created a monster, and now there isn’t a seat to park your arse”. I promised not to repeat that, so I will only write it once…

The afternoon started with Frank working up a sweat trying to keep up with Xavier, sublime on piano, Bruce Constable on drums, Ken from Maldon on guitar and Jack the lad on the big T, playing some easy blues, and then  mellowed out with Debbie, accompanied by Bob, both  in fine form,  followed by Michelle and then Melinda on tonsil duties, and both of them bopping up a storm. Next up were all three of the the Xavier junior division, on piano, (classy), guitar (very classy) and, good grief, flute (first flute we have had in a while). Classier still.

Ali and Peter provided saxaphone duties, and Avi took over from the decidedly defatigable Frank, who only played for about two hours before sinking exhausted into a bowl of chips out the back (or something like that).  Sam (I think) managed to sneek past the radar but turned out to be a pretty damn competent bass player, even if we threw him a Country and Western tune for starters. He did look a little confused… Bruce and Danilo traded duties on drums, with Fred demanding more latin from time to time. Danilo announced he is leaving for Brazil on Thursday, and will be back next Tuesday. I am not sure what you can do in Brazil in ten minutes… Glen took over and absolutely nailed the bossa. All good in the splat blat and rattle department.

So: an afternoon of firsts:

First time we have played without charts, because I forgot to bring any, and so did Frank. We survived on whatever we could cadge from the memory and/or the singers.

First time we have had jammers from Shepparton, Bendigo and Maldon. Seems some of them picked up the Melband ads (http://www.ausband.com.au), and some picked up the Melbourne Jazz jammers website (http://melbournejazzjammers.com)

First time we have had people queuing at the door to get in.

Biggest audience, by quite a margin, since the Ramage days.

First time, the public bar has clapped. Good grief!

By my reckoning (dodgy, admittedly) the highest standard of music, consistently, across the whole session, since the Leinster started to go downhill (I think we have been there about 2 years)
So, what next? Well, obviously, next week should be a total debacle, always assuming anyone turns up, and if you have booked root canal dentistry, tickets for the Warrandyte Pot Tossers Annual Dinner Dance and Swap Meet, or perhaps a colonoscopy., that would clearly be more entertaining. Anyone with a modicum of common sense is strongly advised to not turn up. Although, now I think of it, that isn’t going to cut out too many jammers at all.
Ya wouldn’t be dead for quids

Ted

Gossip From Around the Traps:

PA system: Uncle Glen has a new one, and it works mighty fine except when Uncle Glen is making adjustments, which is, on a good day, only about 97% of the time… Just kidding, but it really has made a difference to the sound quality and clarity in the room. Now we can all  hear who is out of tune….

Drum Stuff: Suddenly there is a whole new bunch of bashers and brushers coming along – mainly Tom, Danilo, James, and Fred (percussion) For months all we have had has been the irrepressible Al Papa Jazz, who may not come from a different era, but often comes from a different time… But I digress: we have even had drum and bass extended choruses these last few weeks. Tom and Danilo have both played sessions at the Grand Hotel. It is entirely thanks to the drummers that we no longer have to listen to the kind of rubbish that the rest of us come up with – they have thoughtfully drowned it out…

Saxophonic delights: Captain Chaos goes from strength to strength these days, generally without buying a ticket.  His predilection for changed tempos and plain awkward toons led to a somewhat disjointed start to the Sunday arvo session. Things gradually improved, Frank and Mr T swapping guitar and bass duties, Sir Roger de Coverley (ageing roue from Richmond, and noted sot if you count lemonade) only prepared to play if I promised not to say anything about his close relative R Clark, which I wont of course. Anyway, the rest of us resisted the urge to play Four in 5/4 time, and a good time was had by all.

Pianissimo: We’ll include Shawn in this one, although he also mellodicated on occasion, whilst  Noriyo, Bob and meself all surreptitiously turned up the volume and/or rolled our eyes at the indiscretions of the front line…

Singers: it’s not just a sowing machine: Such of the drumbashers as were present (James and Fred) then combined for a lively chorus of Nature Boy in a key that only a mother could love, and singer Kay, back from two weeks of ******** in the top end wrapped her tonsils around several numbers, to the general delight of the crowd who had by then variously fallen asleep, run out of gossip and resorted to making it up, got confused and left, or were lying prostrate amongst the instrument cases sniffing wine off the carpets… or not as the case may be.

Ain’t life Grand! Well it is on Fridays and Saturdays. Singers Kay  Forever and Ann Smiff have crooned smooth sessions at the Grand Hotel recently , and last week was the turn of Miss Julie Stewart with a slightly funkier bluesier set. Upcoming sessions will feature Kay/Noriyo (Friday)and Amy Jaulin (Saturday) Quite who gets up after that is yet to be determined… but if anyone is prepared to ply Uncle Colin or Miss Kay with honeyed words and cases of fine liquor, I am sure they can be included on the list….

Such fun really – see yez at a jam session soon?
TW