Live at The Leinster

Dateline 21 Jan 2018

A small group of regular jammers appeared at the Leinster Arms Hotel on Sunday to start another year of mangled ballads, hackneyed show tunes, suspect swing songs and NQR bossa novas and soul jazz dirges.

Some of the music did sound like music but that must could have been accidental.

Mike Hirsch, Bill, Michael and others beat the drums into submission. This scribe played bass and a spot of jazz guitar. Pony Tail Pete played electric bass too.

Roger ’spray on jeans’ Clarke played saxophone as did the captain of Chaos who instilled chaos when the song was actually on track and exacerbated the chaos when a train wreck was approaching. Jeff was also present on Saxophone.

Gentleman John Curtis, Kay and others tinkled the piano keys with some proficiency.

Warblers included the bespectacled warbler Kevin, Kay with her song books that are numbered like a Vietnamese take away restaurant menu and Sir Not Appearing in this Jam who stole the show with a characteristic nonappearance. What Perfect pitch !

Fermin and others who are too talented or too handsome to remember rotated on guitars but eventually the numbers dwindled down to a handful of jammers and it was time to pack up and go home.

Yes the Jam is back up and running for 2018.

If you have jazz charts that you have written yourself or have charts that are by more recent artists such as present day composer/ saxophone star Kamasi Washington ( Who is performing at the Forum in Melbourne , 9th March, check him out!!! more info) then bring those charts in multiple copies, so we won’t have to ruin the same songs every week. This allow us to ruin other tunes.

We don’t discriminate. Who Knows we might even play them right just to surprise everyone.

TH

Monster Jam for the Year will be Sunday 3rd Dec

Yes folks it is that time of the year again!

The big seasonal celebration will be held in the Atrium of The Leinster Arms on Sunday 3rd of December.

Every year this proves to be a lot of fun and time to catch up with a few Jammer friends.

 

Note that this also will be the last Jam for the year!

Inside The Leinster 12 Nov 2017

So with some of the riff raff wandering all over the country it was left to the crème de la crème to hold the fort at the centre of jamming invention that is The Leinster. That is to say a decent number of us graced the establishment with a surprising level of proficiency.

On Drums we had Steve Bray, Allan Richards and Mike Hirsch who all played well. On Piano Gentleman John Curtis played a long stint before being relieved by this (edited) scribe followed by Malcolm and later Richard and Trevor tinkled the digital ivories. Continue reading

Jazz Jam report 22 Oct 2017

from Taariq on location

The sheltered workshop for the tone deaf and rhythmically challenged held yet another Jam session on Sunday. A modest turn out on a slightly cool spring day saw many of the usual suspects mangle some of the tried and tested, (sorely tested) material yet again.

This scribe started on piano, albeit a little rusty because you can’t take a piano with you when you go for spring cross country skiing Continue reading

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe

Which neatly sums up the quiet little Jam Session that took place last Sunday. Plenty of opportunity to gyre and gimble, and none missed. A smaller bunch of jammers than usual (17) concocted a variety of tempo, and tones. And then had them altered at random.

All of which made for the usual gossip-mongering over a refreshing social lubricant, munchies from Glen, and the early departure of several rather good musos.

And the orchestra played on… Continue reading

Summer Isn’t upon us

But it might as well be… this was an upmarket little jam session, characterised by early and mighty fine bebop, followed by a parade of singers. All bound together by the indefatigable Ivan (double bass), playing all afternoon, and playing well at that.

The Captain, Volkers, Will and Jeff led the rattle and squeak section, with Mr Findlay leading out the drummers. A fairly new guitarist, possibly called Haydn, played well; and Nadira Farid’s bassist (Hayden?) gave Ivan the briefest of respites whilst the Big Ho’s finest warmed her tonsils for that night’s gig. Preceded by the Divine Miss Smith, and followed by Chloe, then Katerina. Sam Izzo (piano) mercifully restored some dignity to proceedings. Continue reading

The Leinster and the Lounge Lizards

Some of you may have noticed that jazz jam reports for the last couple of weeks have been flawlessly written with impeccable spelling, for which we apologise (again).

So, last week’s jam saw a turn out of 19 musos, although this was counted by the good Captain Chaos, so any number between minus 23 and 108 could be more accurate. And a fun time was had by all, mostly. We had the usual spread of good musicians who wanted to encourage the others, good musicians who wanted to push the lesser lights off so we could admire their virtuosity unhindered, fairly good musicians who ruined it by playing over, under or alongside other soloists, but expected others not to, inexperienced musicians who simply wanted to try out, maybe learn a bit, and musicians who managed to have a good time without any of the above.

All musicians though…

Meanwhile, back at Refinery Terrace, Madge from Altona is planning a trip to the High Court to see if she can snaffle a New Zealander having a bad day, and Hortense has now spent a good few hours at the Municipal Library attempting to update her enrolment details with the AEC. Apparently this has been quite slow, although that maybe because she is mistakenly in the Altona West Technology Museum, and Commodore 64’s are not the ideal weapon for updating your age from 40+ to 23. She is going to vote yes, but only because she always says yes to everything.

I really must get to the Jam this Sunday. You too?

Tip of the week: Do not obsess needlessly about playing things right! Playing the right notes out of tune has about the same effect as playing the wrong ones in tune.

Jazz Jam Report 6th August 2017

by

Taariq Hassam ( Mr. T. )

The Sheltered workshop for the tone deaf and the rhythmically challenged had another jam session. It happened at the Leinster arms last Sunday.

Many songs that were highly predictable were ruined in new and unpredictable ways.

The most interesting piece of music that looked promising on paper was mangled into the train wreck of the week . I speak of “ Seven Steps to Heaven”, the Miles Davis tune.

The most musical moment may have been a good version of “Nardis “ , also a Miles Davis piece. It nearly sounded like Jazz! , with this scribe on piano , Chico on Guitar and others were also present who were too talented or amazing to be described at all , even by name.

Many people turned up, tuned up and joined in. They included Pip on Viola and Violin. On Drums we had: Michael; Matt; Bill; Manny and the swinging Andre. On Bass we had :Pete Ponytail and this scribe taking it in turns on the electric bass guitar. On Piano Gentleman John Curtis played a solid bracket or two as well as your humble correspondent and some proficient tinkling from Kay.

Guitarists were not in short supply including : Fermin; Neil; Vlad ; Chico and Sir Not Appearing in this report. On Reeds and other ‘ blow in one end and hear the sound coming out the other end’ type instruments we had the usual chaos from Captain Chaos plus Jeff on Alto and Will on Tenor Sax.

Vocalists with their often inexplicably banal and hackneyed choices of songs included : the very lovely Chloe; Kylie and Susie. The bespectacled warbler Kevin also trotted out some pre Crimean war jazz standards and a late appearance from Ms. Annie Smith meant that

“All or nothing at all “

was not just a song and a chart but the reality in terms of anyone in the band really knowing what the effing hell was going on.

One must mention Tim on trumpet. There I have mentioned him.

Ted “ Anything after 1835 is Bebop “ Woollan was not there and the jam still went ahead regardless.

Overall it was not a bad jam session that started out with a small and subtle approach and ended up louder ,bigger and less nuanced as the proceedings unfolded.

I will be up on the wintery and snowy Mt. Bogong( 1986 M. ) in N.E. Victoria next week so enjoy the lack of an overconfident multi-instrumentalist muscling in on every song, on nearly every instrument (including the spoons with a rack of effects).

Be sure to play plenty of Eric Dolphy charts while I am away.

Jam Session: Brilliant solos, flawless performances

But that was somewhere else. The chill days of winter are upon us, and the same log in the Leinster fireplace as last year is burning cheerfully. Given the gloomy old day, the Chopper Read Ballroom took a while to warm up. Curtis, Happysnaps Findlay, Noel, the Captain, Neil the G and meself opened the batting and it went downhill from there. Continue reading

Jam Session: All Chips and nonsense

Spiffin ‘litttle Jam Session last Sunday. New toons, old favourites, and a birthday party to follow. Madge from Altona, doyenne of the wind-blown west, may have been there; and her good friend Hortense was back, with a vengeance, a handbag and a lifetime of regret, in the nether regions of the back bar, or not as the case may be. The Birthday party? After a busy jam, Kay rashly had the birthday at 7.00pm whereupon they all retired to the Atrium for exaggerated compliments and a frisson of jazz. Continue reading

Jam Session: A Contemplative Effort

Or whatever. Sunday rolled around, yet again, and a motley crew of musicians fronted for a bit of ballad mangling on a variety of instruments. Around 20 musos, and, for a change, singers, most of whom did Summertime.

As jam sessions go, this one had its moments, nothing got broken, and nobody died. Several perpetrators tried music, either in concert with the saxophones, or fighting over the top of the massed ranks. Continue reading