The gig was a small affair in a central basement club. It went well – seventy five people or so, maybe one third of them friends and supporters, all attentive and listening and watching. There were some nerves but no real howlers, and we played with a lot of feel and some real flair. The applause was loud and praise was warm. I was grumpy until it was over, but I still enjoyed myself. You have to put whatever you feel on the day into your playing, channeled through the discipline of practise and rehearsal.
I thought I would celebrate by putting this colourful recording of it online.
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i’m glad it went well, grumpiness notwithstanding. and yeah, gorgeous pic.