Well there she is – I can’t believe this whole year is over already. I learned SO much, not only about musicological concepts, but also about jazz, myself, and the dangers of black pudding. I had the unbelievable opportunity to talk several times with Jim Hall, and I had the time to transcribe the album and listen to/analyse it about 9000 times. The result is a 112 page book – and I’m actually proud of it (a change from my own typical blasé reaction to everything I create).
Sorry I forgot to post about our trip back to the Union – I got caught up in the dissertation madness I guess. America was great: hot as balls, sunny, pals, family, my cats, sloppy joes, etc.. It actually put a lot of things in perspective… not necessarily that one way of living is better than the other, but going back after not being there for so long just made me see things with a new set of eyes. America is a goddamn great place to be, depending on what you want out of life (except for the south, sorry Matty Monk, old pal).
My gig in Columbus was pretty nice: starring Michael Cox (saxophones), Nate Smith (bass), and Max Button (drums). I felt good about the gig in general, though nobody knew the tunes I wanted to do, so all the cool stuff I worked out went unheard. Going back and playing a gig Columbus after so long sort of clarified a lot about what I like and dislike about the scenes in both Columbus and Edinburgh. Different ups and downs for sure. I really like where I am going as a guitarist, which may or may not change in terms of perceived direction or favor; however, I’m not so sure I fit in Columbus as the kind of guitarist I want to be anymore, for a lot of reasons. Who knows…
Currently, I am doing a lot of playing – duos (as you can imagine), an Annette Hanshaw/early Billie/Tin Pan sort of thing, and various other ‘bits n bobs’. I really have a nice thing going here, and I’d like it to continue. All this practice might pay off once I’m allowed to be self-employed! Until then, I think McDonald’s is accepting applications… I do have experience.
Speaking of – time is running out for staying, and we are working out what to do and how to do it. This could mean staying, moving somewhere else, going back home, or living a life at sea with Nordic pirates. Either way, I don’t like being in between the comfort of knowing and the discomfort of not knowing. It’s a nebulous sandwich and I am the egg. Or whatever.
Oh, and for godsakes, check this out: I am usually anti-this-sort-of-thing, but Singers Unlimited doing “Emily” is just unbelievable… strap on those headphones and get next to this….The Singers Unlimited
Ok bye!




