Monday, monday

starting work at the jazz bar on monday night! i asked for one night a week just to see how i go. should be great fun!

i love to be making friends...

last thurs i called some guy peanut gallery n tried to (poorly) explain the meaning of the saying...i e that it is a dumb comment made by some unworthy sod....then...realising my faux pas i tried to backpedal...NO...YOU"RE not unworthy...that kind of thing. anyway...i thought i'd never see him again...ne so felt kinda bad.

But alas! Tues night, Ben n i turn up at 9pm. still early. empty bar. not looking promising. and at about ten the place was totally packed...like every seat had a bum on it...n some were standing. i digress. we are looking around n ben points out this guy standing alone n says....he looks like he could do with a friend...and he looks at me in that "i know you!" kinda way....IT WAS PEANUT GALLERY! so him n his lady friend came n sat with us n made a lovely little quartet! he is a piano player n just recorded an album. am going to see him on fri night in richmond as he has a gig as part of a latin band. so artsy.

anyway...the band we saw that night was a crazy trio. what heavy metal is to rock....razz is to jazz. i found it a little disconcerting. not the smooth jazz i can get lost in...but it does give you somethign to think about when u are trying to piece all teh instruments together. it kinda sounded more like they were all trying to play over the top of eachother rather than feed and intensify one another. having said that. each musician was exceptional in his own right and must be commended on their ability to hold down the timing and beats of this new age jazz movement!