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Janice Joplin and the Big Brother Holding Company

2012-01-28T15:51:00.000-08:00

The opportunity is taken to mention an interesting and at times moving Sky Arts Channel programme on Big Brother and the Holding Company who provided a platform for Janice Joplin to begin her career. The band established themselves as the House band at the Avalon in San Francisco. They recruited Janice on the recommendation of one member and for a short period of time she was an integral part of the band participating in the making of their first album on which she features.

Before the record was released they were invited to perform at the Monterey Free Pop Festival in June 1967. The artists had to agree to be filmed and the organisers hoped to make money from a film of the production. The band less Janice refused to sign up for the film for free so when it came to be made there are only close up shots of her and not of the Band Members. This brought her instant international success with insiders referring her to the successor to legendary blue singer Bessie Smith. This aroused great interest in their forthcoming album. The problem was that while Janice understood the need for professionalism and commenced to be supported by background professional the others found it difficult to adjust. They would require scores of takes to get one number right while Janice would record her numbers in a couple of takes both capable of being used. There was also a problem that the band had not yet worked out its identity.

The original title of the album was to be Sex, Dope and Cheap Thrills which for commercial reasons was changed to Cheap Thrills. The album became the biggest seller of 1969 earning more than £1 million and eventually had over one million sales. She played her last live concert with the band in December 1868 forming her own group as a solo artist, the Kosmic Blues Band.

The band continued without Janice for 3 years and then apart from one concert performance they came together again in 1987 with almost all the original members except for one who disagreed with the policy of recruiting a female singer to replace the role of Janice. The band continues to perform and make records to this day but does not use one female singer with a least a dozen having been involved to date.

The programme included interviews about their time with Janice and contained archive interviews and sessions. I have an original tape of Janice singing which I must cover one day. One could ask if it would have been if the career of Janice had not been so short lived and she along with Billie Holiday became two of the great jazz/blues and her case female icons of my generation with sadly the latest brilliant and troubled singer dying last least year- Amy Winehouse I put her work higher than Janice because she was such a great song creator as well as singer and she could have gone on to rival Billie Holiday had she lived.

Take That Progress Tour 2011

2011-06-04T02:45:00.000-07:00

On Tuesday May 31^st, I participated in the 4^th Take That concert at Sunderland’s Stadium of Light of their 2011 European Tour. I cannot describe myself as a fan of either the original or later Take That male singing group or of Robbie Williams the Solo singer who also participated in this concert by the group after an absence of 15 years. However when the invitation arrived there was no hesitation on my part other than to immediately accept and the event became the centre piece of the bank holiday half term week which included several meals out, some good swimming sessions and the first of the 20 20 cricket matches this season at the Emirates Durham International.

The last stadium concert attended was in 2003 to watch for the third occasion, Bruce Springsteen and the East Street Band. It was attending the Metro Arena X factor concert in Newcastle where Leona Lewis was the winning star which led to discovering of My Space and the publication of my new writings there and the decision to stop contributing to the now defunct AOL Blogs where in addition to the writings I had published some 40000 photos of my 101 work to that date. I mention this because it is as a consequence of writing about the Take That Concert that the decision has been taken to concentrate once more on my project 101 artwork and more significantly, on the work on my life to be published posthumously. I will complete the writing of the Game of Thrones experience but alongside that work of reading the books and watching the TV series. I will publish writings of my contemporary experience but these will be no more that diaries until the major writing is finished and then substantial progress has been achieved in the artwork project

I have been to several stadium concerts with David Bowie at the former Sunderland Football ground at Roker Park, coming to mind and Elton John, Tina Turner, the Rolling Stones and the most memorable of all the July 13^th 1985 Live Aid Concert at Wembley. I therefore described myself as a seasoned rock concert goer prepared to queue early to get a good seat and to spend hours in traffic jams at end of an event. In this in instance there was a specified seat so there was no need to arrive mid afternoon and from my experience as a Sunderland Stadium of Light season ticket holder I knew where it is possible to park within a couple of minutes walk from the stadium if you arrive about two hours before event.

It was therefore possible on the Tuesday to take the Car for a midmorning swim at the Marriot and find surprisingly that the pool was again empty as lunchtime approached and then enjoy a cheese and pickle sandwich in the bar lounge with a soft drink before parking the car around 14.15 and returning home by bus. There are three bus routes from Sunderland back to Shields with the quickest and most direct the 35 which has the advantage of stopping close to the stadium and starts at the South Shields bus station. Around 5pm I walked part way down the hill to the local Wetherspoon’s for an eight oz rump steak with jacket potato, a mushroom, tomato and peas accompanied by a bottle of Beck’s, akin to Peroni all for the same price as the lunch! It was then time to walk down the rest of the hill to the bus station and a wait for ten minutes before the next 35 bus journey to the stadium.

Usually, in the roadway, immediately leading to the stadium there are programme, magazine and souvenir sellers with stewarding only within the stadium arena. On Tuesday there were dozens of stewards at the beginning of the approach roads advising everyone which part of the stadium they should head for. The car park area was fenced off for those who had ground tickets and wished to queue to gain entry into the arena and close to the stages. There were also stewards at the turnstiles helping to ensure that everyone had arrived at the appropriate entry point for their ticket which had to be inserted in an electronic check machine that opened the gateway. Other stewards inside the concourse were available to direct further if required although outside the turnstiles and inside there were large sign boards showing the locations of aisles, and seat numbering. Similarly within the stadium area the stewards were present to help rather than for security purposes. There was no security check for any baggage and no signs preventing the use of mobile phones or other recording equipment. There are some 900 videos available on You Tube of events at the stadium with one ten minuets of good quality vision and sound of the event. In addition to the music the videos provide evidence of the development in production from the days when concerts consisted of a stage, lighting and banks of huge speakers.

The seats were one row from the back of the second tier just below the Black Cat Club lounge whose window overlooks the whole length of the North Stand pitch immediately opposite the main stage. The seats were at the same height as those within the stadium outside the executive boxes which fill the whole length of the West stand above the Chairman’s and Board central seating area, the media area and the other more expensive seating in the stadium. The price of the ticket was £63 plus Vat plus booking fee.

The main stage was at the opposite end filling the full width and height of stadium. At each end there were close up screens and centre back, a larger electronic screen. Above and around the screen on what appeared to be just a covered steel frame with large coloured squares. At stadium roof level there was the lighting control gantry and above this, there was a huge spider man figure whose outstretched hands embraced the entire width of the southern end of the stadium. From the main stage area there was a large runway leading to the second stage area which was located in the final third of the arena, closer to our position than those hugging the guard rail front of stage. The runway and stage was at the head level of those standing in the arena. Major stage productions are not new with David Bowie setting the standard in the early 1980’s although it was Queen which created the international standard with its tour of the United States as they did with Bohemian Rhapsody video, a record which lasts twice that of the standard pop chart number and which everyone in the industry said would not be played but headed the charts for nine weeks, selling over one million copies 1975 1976 and is regarded by many as one of the top 100 singles of all time world wide.

The stadium was about three quarters full for the support act of the Pet Shop boys who played a set from about 19.20 to 20.00. If I am honest, and I try to be, I am more familiar with more Pet Shop songs than Take That with West End Girls, Always on my Mind, Heart and It’s a sin being known to me and to millions of others given sales of 100 million world wide and 42 Top 30 and 22 Top 10 singles in the UK charts. The duo compromises Neil Tennant now 56 born in North Shields and Chris Lowe, three years younger, from Liverpool and both with degrees, Neil’s in London which led him to become London based. He then worked for Marvel comics and then for music industry magazines and papers. He was one of the biggest donors to the Labour Party before joining the Liberal Democrats. Chris Lowe became an architect and a Trombonist before forming an association with Tenant in the early 1980’s both having an interest in the development of keyboard club dance music.

Their stage performance is traditional with Chris famous for his static playing of the keyboard without any movement or attempt to project himself to the audience. For the Take That tour performance Neil was accompanied by a backing group of four young women who wore coloured boxes on their heads for much of the act or performed healthy exercises in swim wear. The audience while appreciative of the music and singing along with the songs remained seated and there was flatness about their set as everyone waited for the main event. I say this in the context that their Glastonbury appearance last year was highly regarded. They have performed with Dusty Springfield, David Bowie, Elton John, Shirley Bassey, Liza Minnelli, Boy George, Kylie Minogue, Madonna, and more recently Girls Aloud and Lady Gaga.

The 2 hour Take That extravaganza commenced around 8.30 and was in three parts, and by this time I could not see a vacant seat and the pitch audience covered 90% of its area. The big screen showed some 54000 customers before it was dismantled along with the coloured squares revealing a five section backstage with a central section which also made way for various surprises. In the fist part Take That, the four entered and came to the foremost part of the extended stage to sing The Greatest Day and to say hullo, how appreciative they were of our presence and how much they looked forward to starting their tour in Sunderland. If I remember accurately they disappeared into the big screen and then became part of it just as Robbie Williams came out of it to commence his individual set of songs which ended with a rendering of Angels.

At the commencement of the writing I said I participated although my contribution was to stand for the performance, clap and move about on the spot in time with the beat of the music. This was one the less expressive performances from the audience who general knew the words and joined in whether they can hold a tune or not and vigorously moved body and hands with great energy. Given the cost fo tickets, the transport and accommodation for many, the programmes at £20 and T shirts and other souvenirs pro rata, it is understandable that many also drank several pints beforehand to get into the spirit of the event. In order to ensure that the voices of the performers were raised above the mass choir and the excellent backing band there was a great array of speakers slung around the rim of the roof as well as strategic positions at the stages so that the sound reverberated against the roof and against the windows of the Black Cat Club.

Looking at videos the Circus tour it is evident that that they are used to spending a fortune in building sets which add to the excitement and sense of wonder and which will form my lasting visual memory of which there were three main components. When located at the end of the raised platform closest to where I was sitting the group performed with dancers in a variety of costumes and effect which included fire twice with swirling flames for Light my Fire and then towards the end surging upward flames followed a major explosion of flame the heat of which I felt from where I sat for Relight the Fire. The most spectacular event at this end of the arena was KIDZ which involved a full set of living chess pieces engaging in combat and the most colourful Shine which included a large Caterpillar on top of which a member of the group sang.

The back stage was the setting for two spectacular moments with around 25 aerial dancers performing like spider men and then forming giant size figures of the evolution of human kind as we rose from being on all fours to two legs. The other event was the Flood which as the title suggests comprises water cascading the down the width of the stage. Finally all the framework screens were removed to reveal huge projection screens again the whole width of the stage to colourful visuals reflecting the mood of a song bathing the whole stadium as lighting around the stadium matched.

This leaves the central walkway which had to be lowered twice to facilitate the use of major mechanicals. The first has become a standard at concert involving a swing arm in this instance or some physical projection which enable the artist to move above the assembly allowing them to bend down and touch hands. This was a Robbie Williams moment. This was no more than a build up for the appearance of Mr Om a giant mechanical who first appeared on the front of the main stage but was then wheeled along ground base tracks to a central point in the arena where he was transformed from a flat position to standing tall with his head again above the height of the stadium roofing when the construction remained as the Encore finale took place at the extended stage end with the singers saying this was the end and while still singing, moved at ground level either side of the walkway shaking hands with the closest admirers.

Having had seats at the back of the second level before I know that if you do not set off five minutes before the end you have to wait until everyone else departs and in this instance those on the pitch area had to be included. Everybody left in orderly fashion and there was no crush. Reaching my vehicle I had expected to find a car jam when exiting into the one system to the right which takes vehicles back along the Newcastle Road towards the Regional Capital, or over the Wear Bridge into Sunderland town centre, or in the opposite direction along the coast road to Roker, Seaburn and on to South Shields. It is possible to get to South Shields by two other streams on the same one way system, by going straight on at the first set of traffic lights and joining the coast Road at the junction between the coast and the river, or swinging left with the option of taking a road parallel to the coast road, having first passed the former site of Sunderland Football Club, Roker Park, now an estate of yuppie housing, and on until reaching Sea Lane where I lived and swinging down the hill passed my former home to the Marriot Hotel, or alternately continuing through Fulwell to joining the road for South Shields which connects with the Newcastle Road going through the Academy of Light and the village of Cleadon.

For the same size of crowd or less at football matches unless you left the ground early one became caught up in a slow moving car jam but on the evening it was possible to join in and make the way home at normal travelling speed. The only thing spoiling the occasion was to find, or not find, more accurately, the remote control for the garage with the spare left inside the house. It was not until following afternoon that I visited the stadium in the hope of checking under the seat where I remain convinced the remote fell. What happened is that the person to my right spilled the pint drink at their feet and in the rush to rescue my coat which I had placed under my seat it was turned upside down and in the noise of the stadium I failed hear the remote fall out. Alas I was not given permission to check and after sending emails and a telephone call I received the information that the stadium had been swept and surprise nothing be found. Such a small item would have been easily missed and swept up with the rest of the rubbish. Fortunately the spare is in good order but a new spare will cost around £50 as the it has to be delivered a set with the cost of the petrol and labour being significantly greater than the remote itself.

After Sunderland there are eight days in the home town of Manchester, 2 nights at Cardiff and Dublin, 3 Glasgow and 2 Birmingham followed by 8 London before visits to Milan, Copenhagen, Amsterdam, Hamburg, Düsseldorf and Munich, Given that the crew for the set were based in Sunderland over a three week period, it is amazing that the dissembling and resembling can be accomplished with a couple of days unless there is a duplicate staging. The Sunderland crew did not pack up into their two coaches until the day of morning of the final concert. It is said that the staging cost £15 million produce but with total audience set to reach 1.75 million a total yield in excess of £100 million is likely of which £50 million could be available to be shared between band members. Take That has an interesting history formed by bringing together talented individual singers in 1989 with Gray Barlow impressing most because of his catalogue of created original work. It was four years before superstardom came their way with a number I album success of original work by Barlow, and followed by new albums in 1994 1995 with a world tour planed for 1996. Meanwhile Robbie Williams was hitting headlines for the wrong reasons of drug abuse and talk of a solo career, being seen partying with other performers such as George Michael and Oasis. He left the band breaking his contract for which a $200000 settlement was arranged and while the tour continued, the band disbanded in 1996 with all the members following separate careers. The effect upon thousands of teenage girls was dramatic with so many in tears and threatening suicide that the government established counselling helplines.

It was ten years later that the group minus Robbie came together and went on tour culminating in backing Leona Lewis in her A Million Love songs single for the X Factor final live show. As Christmas approached their comeback album Beautiful World and single topped every chart in the UK including downloads and DVD thus becoming immediately the top group of its kind in the UK. They had major tours in 2007 and 2009 and foursome. It was in 2010 that the group confirmed that Robbie Williams had rejoined and he and Barlow had created a new album Progress which when released broke all records. It is said that over 1 million tickets were sold for the tour on the first day they went on sale leading to the addition of dates. A second album branded as Extended play called Progressed will be released later this month with both albums issued as a special edition. Among the numbers performed at the concert I have already mentioned Kidz, Happy Now and there was also Underground Machine with the one of single issued songs The Flood and Love Love.

It has been quite a week with on Sunday going for the first day of the successful cricket championship game in which Durham went to win against Lancashire by an innings. On Wednesday the morning after the concert I watched a recording of the ballet Swan Lake from Covent Garden Opera House and then had a great roast beef lunch at the Britannia Toby Carvery in Cleadon Village. The weather was glorious for the fist 20 20 game on Thursday evening when alas Durham could not get their heads from the Championship into the new format, whereas their opponents had a week to prepare. However it is the behaviour of the Durham University student on which I end after mentioning the excellent behaviour of the 50000 at the concert despite tens of thousands of pints being consumed. On Thursday evening a few hundred party mood students the worse for drink confirmed popular media imaging at the Emirates International Stadium. Added to which Durham lost.

Beethovens 9th and the Grosse Fugue

2011-05-26T03:09:00.000-07:00

Last night, 25^th May 2011, I watched a film about the last years of the life of Ludvig van Beethoven centering on the completion and performance of the 9th Symphony and his writing of the Grosse Fugue. I was reminded once more of the occasion of first hearing a live performance during my first and only season of attending promenade concerts at the Royal Albert Hall with a half season ticket.

I was reminded that whenever I heard The Symphony No 9 in D minor, Op 125 "Choral" (1824) my soul revels in an ecstasy of emotion and memory at the wonder of my own experiences and at the capacity of talented and inspired human beings to create for the enjoyment and betterment of everyone and anyone willing to listen.

I went to my collection to CD’s and was shocked to find that I do not posses a copy and I was immediately too lazy to transfer the record player console from next door to this room, or sit next door listening. Fortunately I live in this increasingly wondrous but also horrific technological era when it is possible within seconds to conjure a full version of the Symphony via the Internet. In this instance a Live Performance on 17^th May 1956 with Otto Klemperer conducting the Concertgebouw Orchestra. The sound reproduction via the internet speakers of this 50 year old recording was not good but nevertheless brought back my reactions to the film and previous listening.

Afterwards I decided that it was stupid to keep the present location of the audio player next door because I rarely, if ever, go just to listen so the next task was reorganise which involved a dusting and move the player to the small table behind me placed against a middle wall of the building so what while the sound will fill this room it will have less of an impact on neighbours. I have a pair of large Sony speakers which have to be attached by wire to the back of the unit with patient skill but once connected they produce a rich deep enveloping sound which underlines the limitations of the Internet and TV reproductions. I am listening to the 5^th Symphony - bon bon bon, and the sixth, known as the Pastoral. I did find my copy of the 9^th but the crackle was such to confirm that I do need one of those Internet connect units which removes the surface noise. I have the noble intention of converting all my video film, tape recordings to the CD and DVD as part of the artwork project, as well as reading all the books and then making written notes. At present I lack the physical strength and the will to complete all the tasks I have set myself as well as continue to experience “new” experience, but listening to the great Master composer I am fired with the fresh determination.

This was also the basic theme of the fictitious films called Copying Beethoven, and MGM 2006 production with Ed Harris giving an excellent performance of the aggressively deaf Beethoven and Diane Kruger as the female composer who persuades her father to allow her to go on her own to Vienna to study at the conservatoire and live at a local convent. She is a fictional character and the convent aspect is a gesture to the reality of the times 1824 1827 when apart from courtesans and the proletariat an educated middle/upper class woman would not be allowed to travel unaccompanied. The other concession to modernity is that she has a boyfriend and although kiss is a chaste one this again would not have been permitted.

The purpose of this fictional character is to expose the temperamental genius of the Maestro who was totally deaf and could not hear the music he was creating and communicated mainly by notepads. And the theme? The nature of creative genius and the inspiration which the young woman experiences by undertake work for Beethoven and which at one point he declares “you want to me.”

In the film story the young woman knows/studies/is related to the man who acts as copyist and assistant to Beethoven who because of illness asks her to step in for a session and she grasps the opportunity and sticks with the position despite the dust and chaos in which he lives, including rats. He is attracted, in a nice way, to her individuality recognising a fellow spirit whose creative abilities need to be unlocked from the conventional upbringings of the day.

In the build up to the completion of the ninth Symphony there are two sub stories. The first is the relationship between Beethoven and a nephew who has gambling debts and comes to Beethoven for financial help. Beethoven adores the young man and wants him to become a concert pianist but the young man knows he has no talent and wants to become an officer in the military. The second story is that of the relationship between the young copyist and her engineer boyfriend who has designed a bridge for a competitive selection contest. The bridge is a great disappointment to the girl who pretends otherwise but Beethoven who attends smashes the work with his stick because it has no soul, something when pressed the young woman agrees. The boyfriend issues an ultimatum that she must have no contact with Beethoven or lose him and she chooses Beethoven because in her the creative drive dominates all others.

The highlight of the film is the first performance of the Symphony where the Director has skillfully fused the opening of the work with opening of the choral fourth movement. Beethoven officially conducted but in reality the Orchestra was required to follow the directions of another, in a less conspicuous location and ignore those of Beethoven. He had male assistants on the platform giving him the tempo so he could attempt to synchronies his hand movements with the orchestral sounds. In the film the young woman is placed among the musicians enabling him to give a perfect rendering. Her boyfriend is in the audience and responds to the situation with a mixture of admiration and jealousy. Also in the audience is the nephew who is emotionally affected and appears to be remorseful for his recent behaviour.

What is authentic is that the Viennese high society was ecstatic in their appreciation of the new work. In fact the response of the audience was such as to cause concern because it exceeded what was permitted by the conventions of the day.

This reminds of the different reactions in the USA and the UK to when Tony Blair was invited to address the joint House of the State and President Obama’s address to the joint Houses of Parliament in Westminster Hall. His speech to Congress as with the Presidential State of the Union speech there are prolonged applause interruptions, up to a score of occasions. The addresses at Westminster Hall, the previous being Nelson Mandela, The Pope and Her Majesty the Queen are greeted in respectful silence with prolonged applause at the end. Yesterday there was one unscheduled interruption when he referred to the own background and becoming the President. Whether he had intended or not at the end of the speech instead of quickly departing he moved into the long hall and made a slow walk shaking the hands with as many people as he could including a surprised and joyous Nicholas Soames, the grandson to Winston Churchill to whom the President referred in his speech several times. I will comment more on the speech and the visit later.

Returning to the film there were two other aspects worth recording. The first is the reaction of Beethoven to the first musical composition presented by the young woman which ridicules. He makes amends later by commenting favourably having made generalizations about the death of female composers who have made it in the past an observations which remains valid, although this has as much to do with the musical establishment and with any lack of abilities.

This brings me to the other subject of the film, we mostly if not all, end our lives in a sense of failure, and in his instance the Grosse Fuge, the Grand Fuge, which was one the last works he created as a single work for a string quartet without a break for individual movements and is a combination of “dissonance and contrapuntal complexity.” In the film the audience walks out to a man and woman leaving him alone with the young woman who also admits she also does not understand the music. Ivor Stravinsky declared the work an absolute contemporary piece of music that will be contemporary for ever. Along with the Ninth considered by many to be one of the greatest symphonic works of all time, the Fuge is regarded as one of his greatest works, and as with all genius the work is often so ahead of its time to be unappreciated and even ridiculed in the day. I followed the Symphonies with a recording of the sound track of the film about the life if Jacqueline Du Pres which ends with a full performance of the Elgar Concerto in E Minor for Cello and Orchestra and which ended just in time for the commencement of the third day’s play at Edgbaston only to find the start was delayed because of rain.

Mahler and Rachmaninov in 3 D

2011-05-12T06:09:00.000-07:00

My soul is in live entertainment and art but I am limited in what I can now experience directly because of two factors. My age and chosen way of life and the way I have allocated my finances. The age issue existed before the decision to rise before six and swim in that I have attended orchestral concerts and stage events and struggled to keep awake during evening performances however interesting the work. I have had the same challenge going to afternoon performances both before and since the swim regime, but have been able to manage better recently. I do not dare try and work out the cost of white and coloured A4 cards, the display albums, box files, transparent pockets, the boxes, the photographic paper the glitter pens, the in cartridges and the glue, the printers, computers, cameras and recording devices, display units, lockable filing cabinets, subscriptions and other materials used to create the art work project where recently I finally achieved the half way mark with 10000 completed sets and with other work in progress around 250000 cards and paper sheets now that I have been forced to change down through lack of space as well as cost. The cost of live everything has anyway outstripped my ongoing means at the level I would have wished had I not been so committed to the project.

This week is going to a test of my ability to change my daily life cycle as I decided not to resist the opportunities for new experiences while continuing my present level of involvement with additional or different experience. I use additional experience or different to describe experience which is similar to that of before such going to watch Durham play championship cricket at the Emirates riverside against Somerset. If I was going to a game at Taunton then I would describe this as new or original experience because I have never watched cricket at Taunton although I have travelled through the two while driving to other places in Devon or on to Cornwall.

On Sunday evening May 8th 2011, I stayed up until after 11 pm and turned off the mobile phone alarm notification for 5.30 and although I awoke and made myself comfortable around 5 am I return to bed, turned my face away from the window and the daylight beyond and manage to sleep again rising around 7 to put the rubbish wheelie bin out and then returning and getting up finally around 8.30. The reason for this change of regime was a visit to the Cineworld Bolden for a film in 3D of Sir Simon Rattle and the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra play two major works at the concert theatre in Singapore.

“The film starts directly with the first beats of Mahler's first symphony, thus without the usual pictures of the conductor and the applauding audience. Through location shots you slowly get closer to what is happening. From above, through the port and Singapore's skyline you step into one of the most important concert halls of the world: the Esplanade – Theatres on the Bay in Singapore. On the one hand it is Singapore's emblem and symbol; on the other hand this Concert Hall has showcased some of the best Asian and Western music performed by some of the world's most notable musicians and conductors.” The concert theatre in the semi round appears to hold more than the 1600 because of the number and height of the tiers and is adjacent to a stage theatre with seating for 2000 in an iconic waterfront building not as effective as the Sydney opera house but better than the Sage in Newcastle upon Tyne.

“With the beginning of the first movement's principal theme the spectator arrives at the Concert Hall next to the Berliner Philharmoniker. Mahler's first symphony, originally bynamed as "Titan", lures the audience into a great symphonic world of sounds. The orchestra is visualized as the sounding body, musical structures interwine and music becomes visible. The film stays with the musicians and Sir Simon Rattle for the following parts of the symphony. Thus it gives the spectator the possibility to adapt and to enjoy the new 3D experience.”

“The capture of space in the image complies with Mahler's aesthetic of composition, its natural sounds and the diverse levels of different musical styles. Through the new visual language of 3D it is possible to add an unknown immediacy and intensity to the concertfilm. Just as we arrive at the orchestra, we are raptured from the sound's point of origin again.”

I would describe the experience as being able to get an even more intimate view of individual performers than the conductor and of the orchestra from the perspective of the conductor. The music is not affected by any extraneous audience sounds which I cannot say for the Bolden Cineworld where the small audience of 23, 19 ladies all but two between sixty and eighty and four gentlemen including men of at least sixty years of age. One would have not therefore expected noise at admittedly one of the younger women seated in front munched the form of crisps sold in cinemas, while one of the oldest expressed her reactions to the 3D effects, presumably for the first time. This lasted a good five minutes and I contemplated moving to the lower part if the cinema as the 23 had been placed or placed themselves in close proximity in the middle to upper tiers.

Mahler composed the word between 1884 and 1888. I was struck by the size of the orchestra yet for most of the time the emphasis is on woodwind and brass and on gentle tone play.

The original programme notes which were immediate dropped described the first part as taking inspiration from spring and the awakening of nature, flowering and setting off with full sails. The second part included a funeral march and the expression of a deeply wounded heart. Although the notes were withdrawn they do convey much of my reaction to the music

There was no interval between the two pieces although there was provision for the cinema to do so. The second piece was the Rachmaninov's Symphonic Dances and the music is accompanied by brief scenes from around Singapore revealing the different ethnicities, cultures and religions of the people covering their movements, their faces, worship in a Hindu Temple, sights of the Western Skyline, a modern covered pedestrian walkway and Chinatown. I thought this worked well although not all the audience was impressed. The selection of images had direct relationship to the music especially the two sequences of dance movements and the ecclesiastic references as Rachmaninoff was much interested and affect by religious music and chants.

I learned from the notes on the Internet that it is “almost 100 years since the Berliner Philharmoniker became the first orchestra to record. Since 1913, it has been at the cutting edge of technological developments like broadcasting concerts, recording complete symphonies and operas on Schellack, Longplay and later Compact Discs – always using the latest techniques. What better orchestra than the Berliner Philharmoniker to be the first to bring concerts to cinemas in 3D, “Helge Gruenewald, Artistic Advisor, Berlin Philharmonic. I would certainly attend other 3D classical concerts because of having the best seat in the house and because of the price, although I suspect it could have an eventual effect on actual attendances in the theatre.

The Musical

2011-01-09T06:51:00.001-08:00

My love of the film includes the musical following one of my first visits to the theatre, the West End production of Irma La Deuce, subsequently made into a film. Another early experience was The Boyfriend which I saw on stage at Streatham and then took my birth and care mother’s and their elder sister to see. I enjoy seeing the film when it appears on TV from Time to Time.

I saw the London production of Hair and bought both long play records but was greatly disappointed with the film version. The musical love of my life is Miss Saigon which I saw in the West End Theatre four times and am thrilled to learn a film will come to cinemas later this year. I have Tapes of show which I must convert to a CD . I hope I will not be disappointed.

The most impressive and enjoyable theatrical experience musical remains Les Miserables, seen in the West End twice, having to leave the first showing immediately before the end to join others to view Miss Saigon. I have a DVD of concert version of the show

I missed Cats with a cold and cough although I had a ticket which was resold at the door. I saw Joan Littlewood Oh What a Luvely War at Stratford although the film is not as effective as the stage performance I saw Blood Brothers at Newcastle’s theatre Royal and the 15th year edition at the Richmond Theatre on the Green only two years ago. Minor entertainment but enjoyable none the less was Five Guys named Mo. Seen on stage and then on film with the DVD on hand is Evita where I liked the film better than the live performance

I won a weekend trip to London from the Daily Mail which included two night’s hotel in central London, diner one evening and a trip to a the theatre which was to see a musical about life on a train whose name I cannot remember. 42nd Street but did I see in London, or locally?
There was the life of Dusty Springfield seen in Newcastle and another musical celebrating an era in London with a half price ticket where again I cannot remember the title. I did not get to see Abba the show but enjoyed the Movie in theatre and enjoy the DVD. It remains great fun.

Just before Christmas I saw the stage version of White Christmas half a century since first seeing the film. It is an usual other way round where stage productions are then made into films. I must have seen other stage musicals. I must check on programmes to see if this has been so.

When it comes to musicals on film the list is long one and by no means comprehensive. I begin with those where I have the DVD or commercial video. I saw the film. The Sound of Music with colleagues from Oxfordshire Children’s department in the city when it was first released and then took my mother etc to see. I was sent the video as part of some offer. This is perhaps the most well known. I also took “the aunties” I took them into central London to see My Fair Lady on film having seen the film first separately. A recent favourite is Moulin Rouge which I saw in a theatre full of noisy teenagers in Sutton and later enjoyed seeing again at Croydon and view the DVD at regular intervals for the colour and the music.

The most interesting musical because of the seriousness of its subject remains Cabaret, seen in cinema theatre and have the DVD. These are the only musicals I have on DVD, I cannot remember what I have on video

Films involving Jazz and swing became important from the early 1950’s with the Benny Goodman story the most influential together with the Glenn Miller Story. St Louis Blues, Orchestra Wives, The Band Wagon Paris Blues, Young Man with a Horn, High Society(Louis Armstrong), The Gene Krupa Story, Jazz on a Summer’s day seen day after prison is included but is not a musical as such. Its Trad dad. Lady Sings the Blues, the life of Billie Holiday and Nashville with is County and Western but is included here because it remains one of my favourite films along with the Coal Miner‘s Daughter.

Films involving serious music are usually seen when ever they appear again on TV The Great Caruso, The Student Prince come to mind, Broadening the category I also include Carmen Jones, the Beggars Opera, Rhapsody in Blue, The Vagabond King, An American in Paris, Porgy and Bess and the Tales of Hoffman. Originally I included April in Paris, Flashdance and Amadeus, until deciding that the genre had to defined as a story told through music and dance.

The Contemporary music category must begin with Rock around the Clock, and Elvis Presley films Jailhouse Rock, King Creole, GI Blues,, Blue Hawaii, Fun in Acapulco, The Young ones and Summer Holiday with Cliff Richard, Beatles films such as, A Hard Day’s Night, Help and, Yellow Submarine. The who with Tommy. The Buddy Holly Story, The Blues Brothers, and Blues Brothers 2000., Fame, Pink Floyd and the Wall, and something called Espresso Bongo set in the Coffee Bar era. There are several others which I will try and remember

There has been a long tradition of films intended for the family with the Wizard of Oz the most well known Mary Poppins, Bednobs and Broomsticks, Dumbo, Hans Christian Andersen, Oliver, The Lady is a Tramp, One hundred and one Dalmatians, The Jungle Book, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, The Aristocrats. Willy Wonka and Chocolate Factory come to mind among those I have seen, More recently there is the Lion King and for teenagers the High School series.

The Comedy Musical was personified with the Bob Hope and Bing Crosby Carmen Miranda Road movies - The Road to Singapore, Road to Zanzibar and Road to Morocco, Road to Rio, Road to Bali, Road to Hong Kong but not seen Road to Hollywood.

The list of others where I am yet to try an categorises is much longer than I first anticipated. The Broadway Melody, Showboat, Annie Get your Gun, Rio Rita, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, Gigi, Chicago, The Producers, Ship Ahoy, Springtime in the Rockies and Yankee Doodle Dandy, Cabin in the Sky. The Desert Song and Shine on Harvest Moon, Anchor’s away and The Bells of Saint Mary’s, State Fair, Zigfield Follies, Blue Skies, and Ester Parade.

The Paleface,( Son of Paleface), On the Town, Annie get you Gun and Tea for Two, and On Moonlight Bay, The Belle of New York and Sailor Beware. Call me Madam, Calamity Jane, Kiss me Kate, Brigadoon, New Faces, Rose Marie, A Star is Born, There’s no business like show business, Hit the Deck, Kismet. Oklahoma and the Tender Trap.

Carousel and the Eddie Duchin Story, The King and I, Funny Face, The Pyjama Game and Pal Joey. Silk Stockings, South Pacific, Some Like it Hot, The Belles are Ringing, Can Can, Flower Drum Song, Gypsy. The State Fair, Robin and the Seven Hoods, Frankie and Johnny. Camelot Thoroughly Modern Millie, Funny Girl, Star, Hullo Dolly, Paint Your Wagon, Sweet Charity and Scrooge.

Song of Norway, Man of La Mancha, Bugs Malone, Slipper and the Rose. Grease. The Last Waltz Xandu, Annie, Best Whorehouse in Texas, Yentl, A Chorus Line. Sister Act. Nine Cleo, Follies I have not been a great fan of Singing in the Rain or Guys and Dolls. I am sure there are many others including the Busby Berkeley films seen at the Wallington Odeon in the 1940’s and 1950‘s

There is one other to mention which is the reason why I am writing this piece. It begins with a Confession in that at the time I was not taken with West Side Story. During last week the film versions appeared on a Sky film channel in HD so I recorded and then gave the film my undivided attention. As with many musical it is ad adaptation of an older story, Romeo and Juliet and star crossed lovers. The film won ten of the 11 nominated Academy awards.

The film opens in an unusual way with an orchestral introduction and no moving pictures. The scene is then set between two street gangs. The Jets are a Gang created from the established neighbourhood with includes a range of former immigrant groups while the Sharks represent the Newcomers, Puerto Ricans. The Jets resent the newcomers on principle and make it is evident they are not welcome to meet together anywhere on their territory, They have the support of the local police in this respect. While the fighting is undertaken by the young men their girls support, encourage and sometimes incite in the gang behaviour.

While the story is condemnatory of the behaviour there is an element in the film and original story which approves the codes of honour involved. The tension between the two gangs has been building leading to the situation of a once and for all showdown being arranged by representatives who will meet at a local candy/drug store. The co founder of the Jets has left to work at the store and dreams of having a girl friend and his life changing (Something’s Coming) The ongoing gang leader, Russ Tamblyn eventually persuades Tony, the other co founder to join the meting to arrange the fight.

The leader of the Puerto Rican gang Bernardo takes his sister Maria played by Natalie Wood and girl friend played by Rita Moreno to the local dance where both gangs enjoy themselves but keep apart from each other. An attempt is made at integration during which time Tony and Maria meet and fall instantly in love and leads to one of the well known songs from the Musical Maria. This leads to a debate about whether the Puerto Rican should keep the ethnic identity or attempt to integrate other cultures have done in the past, although to varying degrees with the USA even if they continue to live in ghetto type districts. It remains one of the great problems that the USA likes to present itself as unified and integrated society when in fact it has always been a collection of different cultures each protecting and furthering their identifies. What cannot be argued against is that loyalty and commitment to nation does bind them all. It is a paradox.

After the dance the couple meet in secret and this lead to the other major number from the show Tonight. When the parties meet to determine the form of the fight Tony has been influenced by his relationship with Marie to try and limit the violence with the suggestion of a fight between two leaders or their champions. Expecting that Tony would be successful Maria becomes excited when at work and sings I feel pretty. She then persuades Tony to try and stop the conflict altogether.

At the arranged venue for the fight Tony’s efforts are ignored and Bernardo kills the other cofounder the Jets. In his grief and anger Tony then kills Bernardo.

Tony goes into hiding, meets up with Maria and arranges to run away with her, returning to the store where he hides. Maria is held up and sends Anita, Bernardo’s girl friend to tell Tony that she has been delayed. At the store she is roughed up and threatened with rape for her efforts and as a consequence she tells Tony that Maria has been killed in revenge because of her friendship by the best friend of Bernardo. Tony is distraught and goes into the Street telling Chino to take his life. He then sees Maria and realises she is alive but when going towards her he is killed by Chino. The musical ends with the sentimental notion that because of these events the war between the two gangs will be brought to an immediate If government, national and local and strong, united and purposeful they can keep a lid on such deeply held differences often by getting rid off or making inactive the very people they previously used to undertake the dirty work. Often those previously leaders or in commanding positions are given political and other positions and they also often have the education and natural intelligence and understanding to make truce, armistice and peace agreements work. There is never immediate sentimental solutions.

However I can see why the work was so popular and achieved critical success. The music, lyrics and dance is integrated to a high level. and stands the test of time. I understand there are many differences between the film and the original stage show. Unlike Moulin Rouge there was however no inclination to immediate get the DVD and look forward to replays. Why is this so.

Moulin Rouge is also based on an internationally familiar work. In this instance La Triviata where a small group of bohemian artists struggle to make ends meet sharing garret and where one falls in love with someone who becomes terminally ill. My bohemian instincts, attraction to the Montmartre district of Paris, the Parisian nightlight life given the film a good head start over West Side Story.

Ewan McGregor a writer finds becomes friends with others sharing the same tenement in Paris close to the Moulin Rouge. They are developing a play for the owner of nightclub and because of an accident to one of their number involved McGregor and persuade the owner to accept him as the writer.

The owner played by the magnificent Jim Broadbent is seeking funds from the British Duke of Roxburgh who wants to have the star of the Moulin Rouge, Satine, played by Nicole Kidman who is experienced in spending the night with those who further her career and support the establishment. By mistake she mistakes McGregor for the Duke and puts up with his poetry reading and they fall in love. Without knowing this Broadbent in effects sells Satine to the Duke and obtains the funds for a complete refurbishment of the theatre and to make the new play into a great spectacle.

McGregor creates a work based on their true life situation in which Satine chooses love rather than wealth and position an ending which the Duke understandably dislikes. He puts up with putting of from Satine and finding the two in compromising situations. The Moulin Rouge owner then discovers the truth and is horrified because in order to ensure his possession of the girl and control over the show the Duke has required the deeds of the Theatre and the final word about the contents of the work. To make the situation worse, Satine and become ill but Broadbent has until now kept the seriousness from her. He now tells her the truth the situation and that in order to save everyone she must pretend not to love him. She rejects McGregor and agrees to spend the night with the Duke and agrees to changing the ending of the play after another jealous cast member alerts the Duke to the true situation. She changes her mind and the Duke tries to rape her but is prevented by the intervention of McGregor and as in West Side Story to plan to run away together.

In desperation Broadbent tells Satine that she is dying o consumption and that the Duke will kill McGregor unless she performs in the show and stops seeing McGregor. In anger McGregor attends the opening performance intending to give money to Satine for their affair todate and in the melee both end up on stage with the Duke’s bodyguard trying to kill McGregor. At one point Broadbent stops the Duke trying to kill McGregor directly. The show is a great success and then Satine collapses and dies. McGregor is seen in his garret writing his great work of truth and love, the Bohemian ideals.

The films continues to appeal to me for two reasons. The music is great often using very known music and lyrics in a creative and amusing way, particularly the South of Music The Hills are alive, and Children of the Revolution( T Rex) and Like Virgin(Madonna). Others remakes are Nature Boy (Nat King Cole), Lady Marmalade (Labelle), Because we Can (Fatboy Slim), Material Girl (Madonna), Smells like teen spirit (Nirvana), Diamonds are a girls best friend, (Marilyn Monroe), Diamond Dogs (David Bowie), One Day (Ill Fly away) Randy Crawford, Roxanne(Police), The Show must go on (Queen) Young Song (Elton John).

The other reason is the glorious colour photography. The combination of the two and the setting make this a film to enjoy time and time again,

Springsteen 2009

2010-12-09T00:19:00.000-08:00

One of the most revered and hated figures of the twentieth century was Che Guevara, In any assessment of the man, rather than the myth, it is important to dive his life into four phases: His childhood, education and first travels throughout South America; His participation in the Cuban revolution; His period in the Cuban Government and then what became his last campaign to spread the revolution to the rest of South America and his execution with the help of the U.S.A assassination

He was born ten years before me as was killed in 1967 aged 39, I like what his father said of him The first thing to note is that in my son’s veins flowed the blood of the Irish rebels, the Spanish conquistadors and the Argentinean patriots. Evidently Che inherited. There was something in his nature which drew him to distant wanderings, dangerous adventures and new ideas. I know nothing of the father except that Jesuit expression give me a child for seven years and I give you the adult,

Che as be became known through the world had grown up in a left wing and revolutionary household as his father supported Juan Peron and socialism and Spanish republicans visited their home. He learned to play chess at he age of 12, I taught myself about that time with a small pocket board with press in figures, playing lunch times at school with a class mate. And later through a correspondence league and playing for Croydon Local Authority against teams form other local authorities across London for one season until I was dropped after a losing run. We shared some of the authors who interested him, although in my instance most were after I left school including William Faulkner, Andree Gide, Walt Whitman, John Keats,, Jules Verne, Franz Kafka, John Paul Sartre, H G Wells, Robert Frost, Jack London and Bertrand Russell and Sigmund Freud. The fundamental difference between us was his father’s influence and my Catholic fundamentalist childhood brought up by aunts.

We both became missionaries.

Three years after entering University to Study medicine he undertook a year off from studies to embark on a motorcycle trip throughout South America with a friend and witnessed the poverty and oppression of ordinary people throughout the continent, also spending short time at a Leper Colony in Peru. His diary of the trip was made into a film, The Motor Cycle Diaries in 2004 which was one of the film highlights of the year.

With me the defining moments were the decision to read two reports of the Nuremberg War Crimes Tribunal, the six month prison experience and the decision to switching to child care after working among exceptionally poor an derived families in Salford Manchester during the summer of 1962 with the Family Service Unit. I was an emotional missionary while he became an intellectual one, never appearing to question or change his belief in revolution through violence and that a Marxist dictatorship was the only alternative to rampant capitalist imperialism

He completed his studies and qualified as a doctor in 1953, He then decided to travel again visiting Bolivia, Peru, Ecuador, Panama, Costa Rica, Nicaragua, Honduras, and El Salvador After six months on the road he reached Guatemala. Here is was introduced to leading members of the left government and also had contacts with Cuban exiles linked to Fidel Castro’s and his attack on a Baptista military barracks on 26 July 1953, Che tried to gain medical work but was advised to leave the country after the CIA sponsored coup following the arrival of Soviet arms into the country. The overthrow of thee government effectively by the USA confirmed his belief in the adverse effects on ordinary people of USA capitalist imperialism in the Southern continent. After taking refuge in the Mexican Embassy he made his way to Mexico. There he met Raul Castro and then Fidel who was plotting to overthrow the corrupt USA crime based regime. As a result of this meeting he decided this was the cause for which he had been looking, Eighty seven Cubans plus Chet set off from Mexico to Cuba in a leaky boat and only 22 survived the landing and of these only twelve were to enter Havana as the revolutionary victors.

As the film Che Part one- The Argentinean accurately portrays he was a ruthless fighting leader as well as caring doctor. Fidel described him as intelligent, daring and an exemplary leader but that he also took too many personal risks. There is nothing in the film to explain his dedication as a doctor and emotionally detached fighter and military leader, except that he and Fidel possessed am earth planet vision and recognised they were only temporary influences. The great part of the film deals with the military role of Che during the revolution, his ongoing work as a doctor, the emphasis providing the poor and illiterate with an education and his initial loyalty to his wife and child in Mexico, and then his growing attachment to a Cuban who offered her services divorcing his wife and marrying her after they entered Havana.

The film ends with his successful battle to take Santa Clara on New Years Eve 1958 and Baptista fleeing on learning that his generals were negotiating a separate peace with the rebel leaders. The ending is distinctly odd, except to indicate that it was only the first part of his life as a revolutionary and that he attempted to maintain his code of appropriate behaviour even in the moment of triumph.

It is noteworthy that President Obama who is attempting the third way revolution has accept the resignation of two of his government nominees following the disclosure that they were federal tax avoiders. The non payment of federal taxes appears to be a long standard activity among government official in the USA. I still remember my sense of shock and horror on being told by a USA government visiting party of top officials and representatives looking at the new British system of Social service local authorities in 1971 how they avoided paying taxes by renting out slums to the poor and others devices. They appeared to have no moral or ethical basis for their work in social welfare.

The film in which Che played by Benicio Del Torro has a documentary feel as the writers and producers attempt to recreate his Memoir Reminiscences of the Cuban Revolutionary War. The chronological account of the progress made after meeting with the Castro brothers to making the journey into Havana is intercut from time to time with a black and white recreation of his 1964 interview a Journalist in New York after addressing the UN. The five demands he made to the UN have echo’s of President’s Obama views in 2008.

I continued with my Bruce Springsteen fest throughout the day enjoying two live performance records, Barcelona and then New York.

Atlantic City 7.10 (Everything dies that is a fact perhaps everything that dies comes back); Because the night, The Rising 7.20;7.30 Dancing in the Dark; Youngstown .35; The Ghost of Tom Joad 8.40; Always a Friend 8.50;eth July Asbury Park Sandy 10.25 Turn Turn Turn; Long Walk Home 10.30 Radio nowhere; You will be coming down; Living in the future; Your own worst enemy.... Come to town; Girls in their summer clothes...pass me by; Gypsy Biker11.00; I’ll work for love; Magic; Last to Die; Devil’s Arcade and Terry’s song. Barcelona Live: Empty Sky; Waiting on a Summer’s day. Badlands, Darkness on the edge of Town. Mary’s Place, proving all night, She’s the one; Lonesome Day, The Rising; Worlds Apart and Dancing the Dark listened to again 12-1.130 the Disk 2. Incident on 57th Street; Born in The USA; Land of Hope and Dreams; Counting on a miracle; Thunder Road; Night; Ramrod; and Born to Run;

Thunder Road; Adam Raised Caine; Spirit of the nights; 4th July Ashbury Park; Paradise by the C; I’m on Fire; Growing Up; It’s hard to be a saint in the city; the Backstreets; Rosalita; Raise your Hand; Hungary Heart; Two Hearts, Cadillac Ranch; You can look; Independence Day; Badland’s, Because the Night; Candy’s Room; Darkness at the Edge of Town; Racing in the Street; This land is your land; Nebraska; Johnny 99; Reason to Believe; Born in the USA; Seeds, The River; War; Darlington County; Working on the Highway; The Promised Land; Cover me; I’m on Fire; Bobby Jean, My Hometown; Born to Run; No surrender; Tenth Avenue Freeze; Jersey Girl.

Duffy Joan Byaz Amy McDonald Nina Simone Billy Holliday

2010-12-09T00:07:00.000-08:00

The last day of January experienced in several dimensions of time, sound and mind

Sometimes I am very slow in working out the best way to do something or the best use of my time. Sometimes I am very very slow. For several years I have gone to bed or got up in the early hours an played music or watched TV with the sound turned low anxious that would disturb the adjacent neighbours, despite thick walls which deadens the sounds of my neighbours activities, unless there is work or contact directly on the partitioning wall. Yesterday wanting to listen to music loud so that it dominated my sense I decided to try the super headphones I use for my keyboard located in the upstairs work room adjacent to a neighbour’s bedroom. This has a volume control on the connecting lead and on the desk top a link is available at the front for both input microphone and output, and so for the greater part of the day while writing I was able to be overwhelmed with sound.

However I did not make a note of tracks which I am doing now listing to some of the tracks again. I commenced with Duffy whose work and persona has became my new artist for 2008 with her Rockferry Album, Warwick Avenue, Serious, Stepping Stones, Distant Dreams and of course Mercy were all numbers I was looking forward to hearing again after watching her performances on TV over Christmas, other tracks were Syrup and Honey, Hanging on too Long, Delayed Devotion, I’m scared, Rain on our parade, Fool for You Stop, Oh Boy, Please stay, Breaking my own Heart and Enough love.

She replaces my girl of 2007 Amy Winehouse where there is nothing but sadness for what is happening to her. I listened to the Back to Back Album Rehab, You know I ‘m no good, Me and Mr Jones, Just friends, Back to Back, Love is a losing game, Tears dry on their own, Wake up alone, Some unholy war, He can only hold her, and Addicted. Hopefully she will not become a one year phenomenon .

I was then in the mood for Billie Holiday selecting from a compilation These foolish things, I’ve got my love to keep me warm, I must have that man, He’s funny that way, You go to my head. The very thought of you, More than you know, Strange fruit,, Night and day, The man I love, Body and Soul, Time on my hands, Solitude,| Lover come back to me, Don’t Explain, Good morning Heartache, and my Man

I also listened to a little Nina Simone from her Tribute to Billie Holiday Album, including Strange love Fine and Mellow, Tell me More, It don’t mean a thing, I love you Porgy and I love to love

A recent discovery has been Amy McDonald and her album This is the life with Mr Rock and Roll, This is the Life, Poison Prince, Youth of Today, Run, Let’s start a band, Barrowland Ballroom. LA, A wish for something more, Footballers Wives which should be played at start of every game at every Premiership game. During

While I wrote, thought and listened I also kept one eye on the soundless telly where first Stoke beat the bottomless bank of moneybags Man City 1.0. And then Boro was held to a draw by Blackburn and stay in the relegation zone while in the evening Man United not only won 1.0 but their goal keeper has not allowed the opposition to score once in the past 12 games, a British Record. Later to day Sunderland visit St James’s Park.

As I wrote I reflected further on Valkyrie, impressed by the extent to which the film followed the actual events and which perhaps some critics felt it was not Hollywood thrilling enough. In my judgement it is not a subject for cheap thrills or entertainment just entertainment. It achieved an excellent balance of chronological unfolding and emotional interest although the outcome was known over sixty years ago.

It was not all the ladies with James Morrison’s Broken Strings and from the Bob Dylan collection Woody, Blowing in the Wind, Masters of War, A hard rains A-gonna fall, The Times they are a Changing, It A’nt me Babe, Like a Rolling Stone, Just Like a woman, It’s all over now Baby Blue. I have never experienced hearing Bob live and also Joan Baez missing both when they came to Newcastle in 2006.

Farewell Angelina is still one of my great album possessions from when it was first released. The album also has Its all over now Baby Blue as the opening number, sung in German Where has all the flowers gone Sagt Mir Wo DieBlumen Sind, Daddy you have been on my mind and Satisfied Mind and A Hard’s Rain’s A-gonna Falling. I left to another day the title song, Colours, Rangers Command, The Wild Mountain thyme and Puavre Ruteboeuf

During the day I listened to a French group Pep’s and their Album Utopies Dans La decors with Melodie, Poterie Des Dieux, Liberta, Dans Ma Tete, J’Te Serre, Utopies Dans le Decors, Fakir, No Indentifie, Ca Va, De Le air, A L’Insouciance, Me Contente De Rein, .... Ca Vient, Liberta live at Lyon with the audience joining in the English chorus, Tristan, J’Te Serre. Liberta - Just want to be free in this way just want to be free in my world Liberta is a top ten song. I also found catchy Dans Ma Tete. I love the sound of the French language even if I only understand a few individual words and wish I could speak although there was a period when with visits and watching French films I was able understand a little more and get by on visits.

I also worked hard to achieve the 3 new sets a day target having settle for this over the greater part of the past year, finishing the task around 7pm and also doing the preparatory work for new volumes of My Space Blogs as I come close to two thirds of the target 101 x10 thus matching what I achieved for AOL now no longer available online, My Space Friends volumes have increased as I come close to matching the number of Blogs with over 600 registered. The speed of the increase over the past three months means that I have not been able to give the attention I would like to the additions but will focus on this later in the year when I am only adding one a day or so. I photographed a completed My Friends volume with 304 photos. I was not in the mood for taking more photographs or scanning slides.

I had a pork chop with apple sauce and baked beans as he main meal and a salad with olives and sardines in tomato sauce. There was the weekend treat of a small pot of caramel mouse and cherries for afters. I had soup and a roll for breakfast and a tea time snack of four crackers topped with pickle

Abba Gold

2010-12-04T04:17:00.000-08:00

Music has always played an important role in my life, although always second to the film on the subject of imagination and influence. Music has been by means of emotional expression thus the greater sense of failure that I have been unable to become a musician, from traditional jazz blues in my adolescence to Beethoven wile in prison and the power of Verdi’s Requiem Mass on an early visit to the Royal Albert Hall. I was never into the Beatles and Elvis Presley when they first hit the headlines, but one Group who were and remain a visual delights and who music express great joy, whose lyrics always tell a story and towards their final performing years included some of the realities love, relationships, and its failures, was ABBA.

It has been an odd choice of music to enjoy over the past few days dominated by news of a devastating tragedy in my extended family but it was a way of holding things together in a way which other more serious and sad music will have been more difficulty.

The DVD, Super Trouper, marking the 5th year of the London Show Mama Mia had come in the New Year, along with In Bruges, and therefore had not been a first choice, but as soon as I commenced watching it touched so many memories that as with In Bruges I held it back to watch again, and did so.

The DVD also marked the occasion when three of the four member of the group appeared together on stage, not to perform, but to mark thirty years since they first became internationally recognised entertainers wining the European Song Contest with Waterloo. The four did come together in their homeland Sweden for the opening of the musical production there and then more recently this year for the opening of the film, both called Mama Mia.

On stage in London they were presented by Pete Waterman with a Los Vegas style elongated plaque with all their Platinum triumphs and not a gold in sight.

(The record industry categorises its awards in each country differently and in the UK a gold record is issued for 100000 albums sales and platinum for 300000 while in the USA the award is for half a million and 1 million and Diamond for 10 million while in some countries an award can be for significantly fewer sales in quantities of for sales in only thousands and tens of thousands. For the traditional single, which these days are often an EP, the awards are for 400000 and 600000 and in the USA half and a million again with no Diamond award. In the USA where digital downloading has become common the same standard is in operation. It also appears that sometimes the industry announces and award based on initial sales and forecast rather than actual sales. Even lists of popular and successful record sales is open to significant manipulation within the industry and should be treated with great caution. It is not as bad though as the scandal of Boxing.)

Abba is general regarded as having sold Albums in their millions and the plaque presented on the London stage mentions some 360 million albums although Wikipedia gives the total of 400 million an increase of over 10% in five years for a group that has not performed together for over twenty five years.

The DVD is structured in a confusing way with film of their career as a group especially the amazing tour of Australia when tens of thousands lines the streets all the way from the airport into the city and the hysteria was such that they became hotel prisoners for whole tour, an experience which happened elsewhere, but to less extent, and which resulted in affecting Agnetha, especially who found the crush overpowering and threatening

The DVD includes individual interviews about their early music lives and contains rare footage as well as of music performances. Is there anyone who does not know that Abba stands for Agnetha, Bjorn, Benny and Anni-Frid, who is known as Frida? Or that they shot to fame by winning the European Song Contest with Waterloo and were the first Continental group to sells records by the millions in the USA, as well Australia, Germany and South Africa as well as in the UK.

Benny was part of a popular Swedish Beatles style Rock group that had hits in Sweden who was mainly a keyboard instrumentalist who started to write for the band. Bjorn was a singer guitarist who was part of a group, the Hootenanny Singers and when both groups found themselves performing at a Folk festival one attended the party of the other and Bjorn and Benny decided to write song together while continuing with their groups.

It was during the Swedish contest of an earlier European Song Competition that Benny Anderson met Anni-Frid and they decided to date and within a month they became a couple. Benny and Bjorn then did an album of work together so the three became linked..

Agnetha the natural blonde, had a separate career where she had a hit record when she was only 17. She met Anna at a TV show and Bjorn at a concert shortly afterwards. Bjorn and Agnetha met again commenced a relationship and married and also got involved with each other’s recordings and then Benny and Anni provided backing vocal for an Agnetha album so the four worked together for the first time. Anni Frid: Freda, was in fact the youngest early performer of the four, starting at the age of 13 with bands playing a jazz cabaret style. She had her group at one point and made records. Thus ABBA was not a music management creation of people with little proven talent and no previous experience of performing and recording. They were individually established and experienced performers where Waterloo could have proven their first and only lasting international success. One f the remarkable aspects of their longevity is that their first language, and their performing language was Swedish.

The four commenced to work together and to perform regularly in 1971. It was not until a couple of years later that they decided recording and performing as individuals was unwieldy and their manager Stig Anderson, who had privately referred to them as ABBA, the name of a Swedish fish canning company, that they needed a group name, and they became known as ABBA .

Their Euro contest winning song Waterloo was an instant chart success reaching first spot in the UK, Germany and Australia and significantly 6th in the Billboard 100 in the USA. There second Honey Honey, featured in the film, (I have not seen the stage show and assume all the songs are the same in both, was not an instant success and it was likely that they and the international music world thought they would they were what so many others have been, a one song or one album success story, never be defeated or surpassed.

Their first tour to West Germany, Austria and Denmark in 1974 was not a great success but their tour of Sweden and Finland in 1975 attracted huge crowds and their further records topped charts in Australia and South Africa. Their third Album included S,O.S and Mama Mia and while they had international success including the USA, they were not regarded as International Superstars until Dancing Queen and their Australian Tour and its film. Fernando written originally in Swedish for Frida and became a hit in 12 countries and remained top in Australia for 14 weeks. Money Money Money followed and Knowing Me, Knowing You But then they produced Dancing Queen in 1977 which became number One in the USA and the rest they ay is history. They then commenced their European tour and 3.5 million mail order requests were received for their two concerts at the Royal Albert Hall, 580 times its capacity. Part of the London Concert was filmed for use as part of the film ABBA the movies based on the tour of Australia.

In 1979 their recording Chiquitita was created for the Unicef Year of the Child with royalties to the charity and became a number 1 in ten countries.

As many people continue to point out ABBA song tell stories of human experience and are complex and difficult to sing. The two girls would be required to spend hours learning and recording them, bearing in mind these were also in English and not their thinking and speaking language this only underlines their professionalism. Benny and Bjorn also used their studio time creatively making stronger and deeper sounds by double tracking voice and instrumentalists and this created problems with some in the live audiences audience who found that the stage performances sounded different from the records. This was so with their first and only tour of the USA and Canada although every concert was sold out. Then they played in 23 sold out concerts in Europe including six nights at Wembley Arena. By 1980 they had produced Super Trouper and more significantly perhaps The Winner Take All and this raises a major issue which has affected all my writing and other work past and resent,

The lyrics of their songs at this time reflected some of the emotions experienced as their young marriages turned into divorce. As I have previously written there is a sorrowful spiritual aspect to the Swedish soul hence their high suicide rates. There is also a frank adult openness which the traditional middle class English have felt uncomfortable about, and the films of Ingmar Bergman reflect this creating a succession of masterpieces and clinically perfect relationship studies of marriage and between parents and children.

I have always found writing the truth about myself, especially my emotional self, difficult to impossible and have always questioned the use by the artist of specific experiences relating to their personal relationships with others. It is not just a question of respecting the rights and interests of others but the using of personal experience in this, for me, takes away something from the actual experience, in music the same way that I often do not take or use my camera with people I know and care about and for my mother’s 100th birthday, I have relied mainly on the photographs taken by others,

What is a different issue and something which applies to ABBA is that personal participation in tragedy and relationship traumas, or involvement in major events such a War or natural disaster does effect the quality of artistic work as well as lives in general. Some artist true genius when their work reflects the deeper emotions, passions and psychological insights without the individual having had direct experience

My reservations and inhibitions mean that my daily writings can be unbalanced because they do not affect the personal emotions experienced in my life which I believe should remain private to those directly concerned. Hopefully something of the full rainbow of emotional experiences during my day is communicated.

The public break up of the second couple within ABBA resulted in the official breaking up the group as stage performers and recording artists in the early 1980’s, that is two and half decades ago and yet in some respects the public love of their music has become stronger, affecting generation after generation.

While they all continues to perform and record or to be involved with writing and music production, some with success, nothing has come close to their collective work as ABBA and is derivatives, the stage musical and now the film.

There was involvement with the production of Chess and the musical Abbacadababra produced in France for TV and for children. Individually they have sometimes included ABBA song in their performances with Benny and Bjorn performing together. However 25 years was to pass before the four met together for the Swedish openings of their work. While attention has focussed on Benny and Bjorn because of their work with the musical and the film, Agnetha and Frida continued with their careers. In 1995 Frida issued a box set of her solo records and a three and half hour DVD of her professional life in which she guides the viewer,

In the 1990 Abba Gold was released, I have a copy of their greatest hits, one of the 26 million sold. This was followed in 1994 by the Thank you for the Music compilation, a four disk set. The opening of the Musical Mama Mia in 1999 ignited international interest and it is true that they were offered 1 million Swedish Kroner £140 million US dollars for a world tour in 2000, although the precise amount is something of legend. There is no sign of public interest in the musical fading and other language versions have been created and opened in different parts of the world. The film Mama Mia is likely to become another chart topping success as has the DVD. While there is a nostalgia aspect the those who took to the group in the 70’s and 80’s new generations have joined in. Their music lives on.

Roxy Music and Bryan Ferry

2010-10-24T05:53:00.001-07:00

I decided that I would not go to cricket today but watch the start of the Ryder cup when the Europeans have won three last bi-annual meetings of the best golfers of the United States and Europe. The Europeans are lead by non playing captain Nick Faldo whose team has been inform. The odds are in favour of the Europeans but my hunch is for a narrow win for the US team who could not bear a second successive defeat on their home turf.

I kept an eye on the cricket, more to know whether I would attend tomorrow if a result was possible and the weather reasonable. There is the competition from a Sunderland Borough match where there are still tickets and the second day of the Ryder cup. There is also a radio commentary of Newcastle visit to West Ham where a the visiting Geordies can expect a difficult time from the West Ham Cockneys as well as an invigorated team with Emile Zola in charge for the first time.

The day did not go well. Durham tried to move the score on quickly but lost wickets and then Sussex batted well to end the day with so that a draw appeared inevitable. I was glad that I decided against going. The Ryder cup started well for the first hour or so and then disaster for the Europeans. For two decades the Europeans have always been superior in the foursomes with the USA coming back strongly in the singles. However this time the Europeans crashed heavily and at end the day they had a couple of wins from the opening matches. Andy Murray managed to win his singles in the Davis Cup to level the match 1.1 at the end of the first day in a Wimbledon where there were empty seats. After their disgraceful performance at the Olympics and Murray became it plain that he is a Scotsman and only interested in his performance and personal success, it would be surprised if the British tennis community was wild enthusiasm with paying a fortune to watch pressed men.

During the week I have enjoyed the master chef programme even though I am unhappy about the gourmet food industry in terms of half the world starving and hundreds of pounds being spent on one meal. There is no doubt that the top chefs use the best of ingredients and they and their staff work hard. On Thursday the final three were asked to prepare the before and after dishes. A little something on arriving at the restaurant while the three main courses are being prepared. This is followed by the with coffee sweet, a mini cake or sweets of some kind. After this the three chefs were each were responsible for cooking a course for five of the leading restaurateurs. On Friday in an hour long programme they faced to tests. The first was to prepare one of three courses for a group of thirty other leading chefs and five former Michelin inspectors with seven hours but where components of one course could take several hours to prepare. Finally that had to prepare a three course meal for the two judges to show off their knowledge, skill and creativity to perfection. I predicted the winner during the earlier rounds although this did not require special insight as the two judges themselves showed their leaning by their comments even when critical. For lunch I a large thick piece of sea bream with a thin parsley sauce and the tray of vegetables roasted in there over for thirty minutes. There was no much work after that.

I enjoyed a programme about Roxy Music who many regard as having the second most influence on British popular music to the Beatles. Bryan Ferry came from Washington Sunderland and went to Newcastle Art school where he graduated. The music was always original and many regard his lyrics as the most creative of the latter part of the twentieth century. There is always something being said as well as moods and feelings created by the music. The programme was followed a recording of a concert. I have two Long play records and have seen Bryan perform at the Newcastle City Hall.

It has been an extraordinary week for capitalism which was on the verge of collapse before the British and USA government used socialist measures of unprecedented state intervention and support to prevent further melt down. There have been several contributing causes. The exploitation of the shortage of energy by producers unable or unwilling to respond to the growth in demand, together a similar shortage of food, coupled with governmental policies to change approaches to the use of energy in terms of counteracting to drain on resources and the impact upon the environment and the need to redistribute food more fairly across the earth. Then there was the criminal behaviour of the money lenders to provide funds to those who could not pay thus inflating property prices and encouraging debt beyond the scope of the large numbers to cope. Then the speculation by some with the funds to cause deflation.

The day has the feel of an intermission of indeterminate length

1467 Balshazzar at the Royal Albert Hall Hall

2010-08-23T04:54:00.000-07:00

The second day of my mini trip commenced around 2am when I awoke, checked the time and decided to watch the Olympics although the swimming event with Rebecca Adlington was not scheduled until after 3 am. This proved to be a good decision although it wrecked havoc on the rest of my day. Because of the early hour I had two coffees, the remaining bath bun and later the two rolls with the rest of the ham. The 800 metre freestyle involves sixteen lengths of the pool and except for the opening few strokes Rebecca was always ahead and destroyed the opposition with several metres of clear water winning by some six seconds and breaking the long standing (some nineteen years) world record by over two seconds. She is the first British female competitor to win two swimming medals and only the second to do since the first occasion in 1908 when a British male swimmer achieved this feat. He future life is assured and given that she is only 19 my impression is that she will want to try and repeat the feat in 2012.I stayed up for a while but then tired I did manage some sleep, waking again early to watch some more of what was to become a major day for British sport. It should have commenced with two more medals in the sailing but the weather becalmed them again voiding one race in which we were in gold position. There were five rowing finals with varying prospects although in some instances the attention was on those who had triumphed over adversity to get into the position, including one who had developed an infection which prevented six weeks of vital training but who nevertheless managed to get into the final or the two women rowers one who was knocked in a hit and run accident and the other developed glandular fever. There were two bronze medals and then the coxless fours where it was a great fight and they came thought to win in the last moments. So two gold medals and someone came to clean my room and I decided to go back to the South bank to see if I could photo the statuesque figures of the previous evenings. At Somerfield I bought two Maple Pecan Plats and a bottle of Highland Spring water £1.61 (202.01) I got some cash on my way to thee station where I knew I could only go London Bridge as stations between there and St Prancas were closed for engineering works. Ticket cost £7 (209.01) for those travellers who were going across London and who needed to break journey, having to travel from London Bridge to St Pancras before continuing the train journey.At London Bridge I started on the left had side of the road to the Bridge and started to go down towards the river when it looked as there was no walkway under the bridge and I encountered another man, of similar years to me who was attempting to do the same. He had hoped to travel on the Jubilee line which was closed and therefore going along the embankment to Waterloo/Charing Cross. We had some difficult in working out the way to get to the riverside after crossing the road and found ourselves at a riverside in where there was a recreation of the ship the Golden Hind and an Inn with a riverside view. We decided on a drink and enjoyed two halves of lager at a riverside table.£2.60 (211.61) For the second day running I had met someone our lives connecting briefly before we went out separate ways.I was surprised at the volume of people around the recreation of Shakespeare's theatre in the round, The Globe. There is also an exhibition area and where on one visit there was free entry to the art market. Although I took my time I was uncomfortable with the heat and managing my bag, two jackets and the camera. On reaching Tate Modern I went to the Gentleman's rested on a bench within the building and then decided to continue with the task in hand, deciding not to visit the latest public access exhibitions, although I was also tempted by the Francis Bacon exhibition. I also resisted the temptation to visit the open market at St Gabriel's Wharf and was even more tempted by the offer of Sea Bream at Tamesa a very popular restaurant on the riverside frontage. St Gabriel's was derelict twenty years ago and the development heralded the extension of the riverside around the Festival Hall along the South Bank building. There are now a dozen eating places in this area some in the two stories of shops at the adjacent new building which is part of the Oxo Tower complex on the river front. There some 50 shops, including art galleries as well as the market. I found myself a bench under trees nearby and eat the Pecan Twists with some water. There was then disappointment because along the river bank until reaching the National Film Theatre and the Hayward Gallery and the book sellers there was not one of the statuesque figures and street entertainers. I climbed the steps up to the main veranda level outside the Royal Festival Hall when at least was pleased to note that there were the 100 or more tables and riverside overlooking high chairs which had been packed with young people the previous evening. Today there was more of a mixture of visitors enjoying a midday break. It was at this point I decided against continuing under the Charing Cross Bridge along the bank passing the Millennium Wheel and the former London County Council Building where there is a permanent exhibition of the work of the Salvador Dali and where the Saatchi Gallery was also the first major attraction until it suddenly closed. It is due to reopen at a different building. The Duke of York Building in the Kings Road, Chelsea where there is some 700000 square metres of display space and where there are two be several exhibitions including sculpture and photography, contemporary art from USA and Germany as well as the UK and where the exhibitions are going to be free to visit. This is a very exciting development. It was my visit to the Gallery in the Spring of 2003 that was to have such an impact on my life as it has become. There is also a passing thought that the living statues were also in this area. However on Saturday afternoon checking that it was still early afternoon I decided to walk back to London Bridge, taking the train back to East Croydon and the Travel Lodge. Change clothes after a shower and travel in just my suit and an umbrella back to South Kensington for the Royal Albert Hall concert. Reaching the end of the west side embankment close to the station where it was necessary to take side streets behind the river bank I noted that there was a steady column of visitors coming from a road which although going inland appeared at an angle which should lead to the station rather than continue as I had started on what had been an L shaped walk. I thus discovered a new area of interest, and area of the city alive over the weekend with restaurants, street markets and covered market. I returned to my room before 4pm which gave half an hour before setting off for the concert. This time I travelled to Victoria Station where it was possible to reach the Royal Albert Hall by two routes. The quickest was by district and circle line from Victoria to South Kensington station where there is a long and wide underground passage to the Museums for which this area is famed and where I had intended to visit the Albert and Victorian Museum earlier in the day. The other route was to take the Victoria line to Green Park Station and then the Piccadilly line to Knightsbridge near Harrods and other up market shops and then pass the Guards HQ within the boundary of Hyde Park and Kensington Gardens (I never know where one ends and one begins) and continue to the Albert Memorial in the park area opposite the Albert Hall building. At Victoria there was boards and announcements indicating there was chaos on the various lines with one closed at one station because someone was on the line under a train and because of engineering works. There were delays on the circle and district line so I opted for the route to Knightsbridge. I had not been in this area for many years. There was also a one way system in operation just before the Hall. To my left opposite the park there are large terraced villas with private roads running across the fronts and with access at different points on to the main road where normally they would be able to turn left, but where today this was the single lane coming in the opposite direction with those wanting to travel in the closed direction having to use the park perimeter road. I witness one vehicle peak out of an exit road from the villas near me and wait until oncoming traffic had cleared and then dive into the facing on coming traffic and then diving into the next private road, undertaking this manoeuvre three times. I arrived at the Hall just a minute or so before it was open to concert goers at 5.45 although booked diners were able to commence their meal some two hours before the concert performance. I had one of the best seats with an entrance into the auditorium at ground floor although the seats then fall below to the standing arena of the promenaders which was my first experience of this magnificent concert hall some fifty years before when I invested in a half season ticket and went to the majority of the 20 or so concerts, staying in Town after work or using my travel season ticket to go on Saturday's when then as now some of the most popular concerts were arranged.My first thought was for a glass of wine, perhaps a chilled Rose but I turned away from the bar at ground level as only plastic glasses were in use. I therefore reluctantly climbed the stairs to the next floor when glass was used and I enjoyed the rose £4.25? (215.86) overlooking the Pimms 2 bar located in the covered forecourt when coffee was also being served. This brought back memories of my first job for Middlesex County council where I had been invited to the 18th birthday party of a female colleague in another department who I had only known by sight and where on arrival I fount that the only other young people was a couple who also worked at the office and where the parents disappeared for the rest of the evening and night and where I stayed at the house in a guest room. We had drank Pimms number 1 all evening. I do not know which of us had been more shy of the occasion and we did not together subsequently. On arrival in the auditorium after purchasing a programme £2.50 (217.86) I found that one of the seats next to mine was already occupied by an intriguing young woman who had also been affecting by her first visit to a Prom, remembering everything about that evening and where she was now something of an expert about the Proms and serious music. The intriguing part is that during the interval she used a phone to make contact with someone who she had not met before and who, one could not help overhearing was researching in neuro psychology, having studied as a psychologist and had switched to the physical aspects of the brain, an issue which is dividing psychology departments at universities where some are moving to physical and medical side while other remain with the testing and survey research methods. The woman had obtained her degree in philosophy at Newcastle where one of the teachers had been Mike Brierley the English cricket captain. I have never tire from being in awe at the magnificence of this building with its tiers of boxes above which there is the roof balcony also used for promenaders either to look over the railings or sit on the floor and look through the supporting posts. One does not get a full view of the great organ because of the sound controlling canopy above the orchestra stage.Now to the work which I had remembered was by Handel on my way to the all although earlier in the day my mind had gone blank when asked this by the gentleman acquaintance encountered during midday, He had met his wife of close on 65 years at a Prom in 1948. The work was Belshazzar composed in 1745 and performed by the Age of Enlightenment Orchestra and Choir. This is an unusual and highly regarded orchestra, not must because it uses only instrument contemporary for the period of the work but because it is self governing so that one of four violinists share the role of leader and where the conductor is selected for each concert. Among the conductors closely associated with the development of the Orchestra since its formation in the mid 1980's is Sir Simon Rattle ands where the Conduct for the evening was its most distinguished Emeritus conductors, Sir Charles Mackerras aged 82 years. The Choir is made up of professional musicians. It is fortunate that the programme provided the full text of work written in 1700-1703 by Charles Jennens, in verse and with some beautiful and moving passages. The chorus components are a minor part of this long piece with the performance commencing at 6.30 and continuing until 10 with only one interval after the first act. There is also one duet and the soloist only perform together at the same time at the end. You have to like the Recitative of which there are 24 with 18 arias. The singer was superb as my neighbour commented but it is a long work and after all my exertions I had to make great effort early not to fall asleep. From my viewpoint the star of the soloists was Bejun Mehta from North Carolina, the counter tenor who ahd great emotion in his voice and most expressive performance. Afterwards I made my way back to South Kensington and Victoria where I needed some food and bought a filled half baguette which I devoured finding a seat nearby £3.50 (220.86). I arrived back before 11pm and went straight to bed and to sleep after checking the internet for information on the Olympics where the tally for the day was four gold and others, and I also checked the emails.

Jazz in the Afternoon, and Bratislava Hot Serenaders

2010-06-08T03:03:00.000-07:00

Jazz in the afternoon is North of the Tyne Jazz band who play every Monday at lunch time at Cullercoats. They are middle aged plus musicians who play in a solid and professional way many jazz standards, Sweet Sue, On the Sunnyside of the Street, Oh Lady be Good, I can't give you anything but love, baby, Summertime, Stranger on the Shore, Muskrat Ramble, Water Melon Man. Somebody wants me and C C Rider. It was pleasant stuff suitable for a family audience many who would not have heard live jazz of any description played before although it was evident there were some like me who had made the effort to come for the event, ignoring all the others, at least for a time.

The main event was the appearance of the Bratislava Hot Serenders, a major ensemble from the Slovakian Republic who arrived in the poshist coach I have ever seen. There are not many bands to day, let alone in the thirties who would be able to travel in such style and who boast five stand alone singers, three young and attractive women dressed in style and two young men. The men of the orchestra were in general of more mature years and highly professional musicians producing an authentic well oiled sound which unfortunately the sound system could not reproduce. The stage was also cramped for such a large orchestra: three trumpets, one trombone, three who played saxes, clarinets, and flute, two tubas, pianist, drummer, one banjo guitarist, three violinists one of whom also played the vibes twenty one artists in total. They also have a MySpace site with four numbers and videos. Their music is not my everyday music but reproduces that which was being played during the decade of my childhood and over the past two decades since coming together to perform at special concerts they have acquired a following outside their country. They would do well in the USA. The weather turned cold and was most unkind given that back home it would be in the mid thirties.

Meanwhile on the main stage a representative of Latin American and Spanish sounds part of the Vamos ten days in Gateshead and Newcastle festival was being performed throughout the afternoon and early evening. More on Vamos later especially I get to some of the events over the next week.

The Whitley Bay Jazz Feastival comes to Tynemouth

2010-06-08T02:37:00.000-07:00

Jazz on an English Summer's afternoon became an amazing experience which will be long remembered. The day commenced with a disturbing dream which was of being rejected, the details of which I vaguely remember but will not attempt to recapture the detail. This is only significant in terms of the subsequent acceptance.

After waking and getting up and did some writing I prepared for the arrival of a local builder and household repairer at 10 am. He arrived early as I was finishing coffee after two slices of toast. I had attempted to open the garage doors and they had continued without stopping so I continued to have a problem and decided to leave them as they were, finding the hand winding tool just in case.

Not only did the builder immediately identify the problem causing the rain penetration on to my work space area but the solution was provided immediately. There was also time to fix the bathroom cold water tap which involved the collapse of the valve and the a return visit was promised for later in the week to sort out the light fixture and clear the guttering which would need someone else to hold the ladder. I was well pleased with the work and the cost and given that it was sorted by 11 and the sun was shining I decided to go to Tynemouth for the mouth of the River festival and the three concerts by bands participating in the Whitley Bay Jazz festival. The atmosphere of my day had changed within the space of one hour.

I prepared two ham and cheese sandwiches, a banana and a flask of coffee and one of cold still water., also a notebook and pens, my hat and rain top and the coloured red umbrella which I thought could be used as walking stick to lean on if I could to find a seat. I decided against the camera as the rucksack was already weighty. It was only 11.30 when I left the house and walked to the ferry landing, finding that a ferry had arrived, the passengers disembarked and already filling up but fortunately there was a small queue which enabled me to become the last person on board as the vessel immediately set off. There was no available seat on the entry deck so I had to go upstairs, decided to begin my notes, felt like a drink of cold water but only had the first small cupful when I realised we had already reached the other side. There was a small queue formed for the bus which when it arrived was the North Tyneside and back bus and the driver mistakenly or massively said there was no special bus so I stayed on but a couple with whom I had spoken pressed him and they got off. I should have followed them for as we set off the number 2 special bus to from the Ferry to Tynemouth arrived. I guess the competing bus company was upset about the loss of trade with everyone heading for Tynemouth.

The bus terminal is nearby the Metro station and having missed the location of the Tynemouth Metro station on my previous visit I thought this was a good opportunity to find its location and was rewarded with a bonus. For on Saturdays there is a station market with over 100 stalls I would guess packed onto both platforms, selling records, including jazz records and books antiques and nick knacks, I had a quick look but as midday had arrived I was anxious to see if there was a seat for the first jazz band concert.

The fine weather only lasted till then as the clouds commenced to gather overhead as I made my way passed the Tynemouth School which is opposite the station and then turning right into the main road which leads to the Tynemouth High Street, a wide thoroughfare where car can usually park at the dividing central areas. It is a road full of bars and bistros, antiques shops and boutiques. A delightful place to visit on any day. A little way along the road is closed to traffic where there is a performance area which was already busy with visitors and events getting underway. The Jazz stage is set back on a small green against the Gibraltar Rock Inn where two meals are available for £6.75 every day and children eat free. There are railings to one side, good for leaning against, separating the green from the roadway and green entrance to the ruins of Tynemouth Castle and priory. On the nearest side to the main road from the Metro Station there are seats facing on the road but if you are nimble you can sit reverse or get a side view to the stage. Not only was I able to find one seat but within half an hour able to move to the end of the seat and where there was a gap on the green. This meant that I could put by umbrella and haversack down but have access as well as face onto the green and stage.

The first band was from Milan Italy called the Chicago Stompers, a ten piece band of hot Chicago instrumentalists aged between 16 and mid twenties with a singer who had the looks and style similar to Thursday night called Elena Paynes and she was sometimes joined by Veronica Sangagostina Baldi who in addition to vocal support played the Tenor Sax, Clarinet and Ukulele. In addition to the usual make up of drums, piano, trumpet Trombone, Alto sax and Clarinet individual musicians doubled with Alto, Cornet, Guitar and Violin. Given that they had flown over just for the weekend festival, funding their performances justified a good amount from my month's council tax. It occurred that this was well spent Council tax money, albeit by North Tyneside.

As a challenge to the weather the band played on the sunny side of the street. Their performance of Minnie the Moocher which the Humph band was fond of playing can be found on You Tube and there is a video on their own site www.chicagostompers.it. It was while they were playing I was joined by a couple just younger than me and then their friends who have been passionate followers of traditional jazz since their on youth but have remained stalwart of the local jazz club, had been New Orleans and attended both the Edinburgh Jazz festival for over a decade as well as that at Whitely Bay. Their friends had been to the Benny Goodman show on the Thursday so were able to show joint amazement when the player of the vibes was one of the star turns in MaMa and the Kids from Switzerland. MaMa is a joke because the oldest member is Papa and his son is the main vibes player and they have a MySpace site.

Raymond Grasier is an extraordinary musician and performer who at the Sage was very sedate playing authentic Lionel Hampton who let himself go only with a piano duet but this afternoon he was mainly on the drums and provided the vocals as well as joining in on the vibes but the highlights was when he took to the washboard with tin hat and his antics delighted the younger members of the audience. However those listening as well as watching noted that even here he was a brilliant musician. There are four numbers on MySpace.

Then it really rained but were we downhearted no and I felt sorry for the final band of Local Traditional Jazz players the Vieux Carre Jazzmen as the passing by spectators commenced to dwindle. I also stayed for only the first set however not before having two experiences which added to the day. First the couple who I had met at the Ferry bus stop came over for a chat and their daughter worked as a nurse at the District General. Then a female voice said don't move your umbrella away and someone two if not three decades younger than me snuggled up under the umbrella, although she was accompanied by her husband I would add who stayed in the rain, which they subsequently admitted they did not mind having remained passionate campers throughout their lives which left to another chat about camping horror stories when I met them again at the bus stop back to the ferry landing although they were going in a different direction.
Earlier I had been tempted to join the conversation between a local couple and local man, a widower who had sat on the grass a few feet away and marvelled at the extent to which experiences of people living on their own are similar from the gratitude at waking up each day to the enjoyment of going out and about to the small practicalities such as getting up after getting down. During the afternoon I was to talk about the free bus travel experiences and pass on information about special travel lodge offers so I felt I was contributing something.

Staying at the Jazz stage meant that I only saw something of the rest of the festival as individual performers came by. There was a group of giant figures four males with musical instruments forming party of their heads followed by two female head figures and led by a normal size person playing two wailing clarinet type instruments. They moved in slow procession into the main performance area behind the Castle and back into main street three times and were a great attraction for the children. There were three dragon form figures, also two person size being chastened by a wicked witch from the north figure. There was also a human size bee and a woman in a machine collecting honey. There was also a screeching mechanical called Paka the Fire Horse made out an old electric wheel chair.

We were able to watch the Castle and Priory site prepared for the evening concert, paid ticket affair hence the army of stewards arriving before the sad looking audience given the weather conditions. The concert was to begin as I was leaving at 5 with Beverley Knight the main headliner at 8. There did not appear to be many at the earlier time.

Back home I enjoyed two Bream fishes after a glass of red and some peanuts followed by delicious fresh strawberries without sugar. The weather was taking effect with several sniffs so I enjoyed a whisky, put on the central heating, started to write and look up performers on the internet before a coffee. There was also an interest and moving film from China Seventeen and the end of the third day of the Lord's Test but again this will be left to another day. I could hear the sound of fireworks despite the damp conditions and that it had just stopped raining but I thought having got warm its was sensible to stay in and plan for the morrow.

1931 Young Musician of Year and Boy George

2010-05-19T04:26:00.000-07:00

09.00 16th May 2010.There has been great joy and much satisfaction over the past days and yet a great sadness suddenly gripped me. I was thinking about a Wallander episode seen last night after and equally sad drama documentary on aspects of the life of Boy George. The highpoints were England’s win in the 20 20 World Cup Final against Australia and the Young Musician of the Year Final 2010.

The drama about aspects of the life of Boy George Alan O’Dowd was revealing as although I enjoyed the Culture Club records and was aware of his notoriety subsequently I had no knowledge of his background. He was one of six children of an Irish family although born in Bexley in 1961. There was limited information about how George became an ultra feminine homosexual and was able to join a London squat in Kentish Town with other similar orientated beings including, Marilyn (Peter Robinson) who is portrayed in the film as a feminine homosexual. In the Wikipedia notes on Marilyn it appears that he and George did not move into the squat until after they had met at the Blitz club- an establishment mainly catering for homosexuals and bisexuals who dressed up ostentatiously with extraordinary hair styles, flamboyant makeup and clothing. The film portrayed the young men in their late teens and early twenties, although I suspect many in the circle would have been younger, promiscuous and drug taking, some running away from care and other earning money as rent boys. While those able to perform as rock, punk and the new romantics quickly had the means to fund their lifestyle, it was not made clear how those like George were able to afford the clothing make up, club entrance drugs and food during the early years.

What quickly emerged in the film is that George wanted to be allowed to be himself in the world he made for himself and to be loved by one individual which eluded him. His father appears to have never given up on his son although he did not understand the whys and wherefore’s. George is said to have become a cloakroom attendant at the Blitz Club in order to survive but was sacked after the manager, Steve Strange, suspected George of stealing from the paying guests who included many notables of the day, including David Bowie and Spandau Ballet. George appears to have taken over the job when Marilyn left London for a time.

All three men have had colourful lives. In the film Marilyn goes off at one point with a wealthy young Scotsman but this relationships ends in tears as appears did the relationships of Boy George. It is known that Marilyn also worked as a cloakroom attendant at the Blitz club and possibly George took over the job when he left London for a time.

According to Wikipedia Marilyn went to live in Los Angeles in the early 80’s but then had a successful career as a solo singer after record companies tried to cash in on the popularity of Culture Club, David Bowie and such like, he became friendly with George’s brother Kevin, and he and Kevin appeared in court in 1986 charged with a heroin offence. He struggled to restart his career and after appearing in a few TV programmes about the era is said to be living quietly with his mother in North London admitting to health and financial problems.

Steve Strange born Steven John Harrington in South Wales became a singer with the group Visage but his name has remained more known for his involvement with trendy nightclubs commencing with the Blitz Club where Richard Egan was the DJ and reported to have exercised considerable influence over the creation and development of the New Romantic musical movement in the early 1980’s. Other names involved included Adam Ant, Ultra Vox, Duran Duran, the Human League with Brian Eno and Roxy Music also having an important influence.

Steve worked for Malcolm McLaren, the clothes designer with his partner Vivienne Westwood and who became the manager of the Sex Pistols and Adam Ant. At one point in the film George persuaded McLaren to give him a job as a singer in a new group but the group then persuaded McLaren to fire George before going on tour. Strange, as he liked to be called, formed Visage with Rusty Egan and Midge Ure and the band had considerable success in the early 1980’s and after leaving Blitz he and Egan ran the Camden Palace nightclub for a couple of years and then the Playground which was not successful when public and commercial interest in the New Romantics and glam rock changed. He then moved to Ibiza to become part of the early Trance club development and hosting what Wikipedia describes as exotic parties for such celebrities such as Sylvester Stallone. A heroin addict Strange suffered a nervous breakdown and over the last decade has published an autobiography and appeared on TV programmes.

While the drama concentrated on the years before the success of Culture Club there are scenes showing how his intense emotionality affected his life as a major performer and recording star. Culture Club was renamed from Sex Gang Children to reflected the English Transvestite, Jamaican-British, Jewish and Anglo Saxon mix of the band. Do you really want to hurt me was one of the early hits featured in the Drama with Karma Chameleon perhaps the most successful. Drugs commenced dominated George and his circle leading to an arrest for possession with a keyboard player dying from an overdose at George’s home The programme shows one moment of reconciliation with his father who remain steadfast in trying to help in son overcome his difficulties. He continued to record without success, wrote songs, created a fashion line, presented a radio programme became a DJ visiting continents, countries and more than thirty cities. In 2005 George was arrested while in New York and was sentenced to five days community service, a fine and ordered to attend a drug rehabilitation programme. The more recently he was found guilty of having imprisoned a male escort in his home and served fourth months of an 18th months sentence before being tagged and placed on a curfew for the balance of his sentence which is due to end over the next month or so I was left with the impression that George has rarely been happy in his life and then for only short periods which I find sad.

On Saturday evening I watched the five group winners repeat their 20 minute performances to gain a place in the final shown on Sunday. There was in fact a three month gap to enable three successful participants to prepare to perform a concerto of their choice with a full orchestras. Anna Doulas18 years had won the Brass competition and played Strauss Rondo from Concerto no 2, Saint Sans Romance in E and a piece by Krol. I thought she was good but was not in my top 3. Lucy Landymoore aged 17 years impressed me greatly with four pieces Zappa The Black age, Corea Children‘s Song no 1 Freidman Texas Hoedown which caught the attention of the audience most and Zivkovic- to the Gods of Rhythm. I was disappointed that she was unable to perform in the final under the new system although I was not unhappy that that her place went to the Flautist Emma Halnan 17 years who played In Ireland by Harty, the Largo from Bach’s Concerto in G Minor, the Spiral Lament of Clarke and 3rd movement of Suite Trois by Goard.

This brings me to two young musicians who I thought were exceptional exceptional and that one would be the winner. Callum Smart was the youngest in the final at 13 and his violin playing was not only technically perfect but he showed an emotional understanding and maturity beyond explanation. He played only two pieces Tzigane by Ravel and the Sonata no 3 by Brahms 1st Movement. He is also in this year’s final of the Yehudi Menuhin competition being held in Oslo.

And there was Lara Omeroglu playing Beethoven’s Sonata in B Flat, and Etude by Chopin and a Suite by Ginastra. It is difficult to put into words the impact this young woman has on an audience. She becomes, completely, intensely, emotionally engaged in what she is doing showing every feeling in her face and physical movement and she also immediately and totally engages the audience. In the keyboard final she faced the young individual in the competition the group finals Yuanfan Yang another prodigy destined to become a soloist and composer. He was awarded the special prize for the most outstanding competitor.
Because of the cricket on Sunday evening I decided to watch Lewis immediately following and the Young Musician on Monday morning. I enjoyed the Lewis which featured Alan Davies as a harmless conman who arranged quiz weekends at Oxford Colleges and posh nosh hotel for £500 with a prize money of £2500 which always was allegedly won by students or other employed for a fee to whom he provided the answers in advance of the various rounds of the competition. There were several red herrings and it was not possible to work out the murderer in advance other by guessing.

Previously, probably before the trips to Leeds and Nottingham, I started to watch New York New York, the 1977 Martin Scorsese film with Liza Minnelli and Robert De Nero. I was attracted because De Nero plays a jazz musician and while there was some early swing band music it was quickly evident that the jazz was not going to be at the level I had hoped in this two and half hour epic to merit staying up late.

Now the final of the Young Musician of the year which I will be listening to again and again over the remaining days when it remains available on the BBC i player as well as the semi final. KI heard the keyboard final on Monday evening. Callum Smart opened the final with the well known Violin Concerto in E minor opus 64 by Felix Mendelssohn. This is a familiar work which I have though Callum played as well as anyone two and three times his age. Clearly he has yet to have sufficient life experience to communicate emotions with a passionate intensity although he did demonstrate considerable maturity and well as technical brilliance.

However there was no inhibition about the playing of Lara Omeroglu who brought one judge to rears with her playing in the section final. To say her playing is awesome is an understatement, In fact I have no words to explain and express what happens when this young woman takes the stage. On Sunday night she performed the second piano concerto in G Minor, opus 22 by Camille Saint-Sains. Its is not a work I know I would have rushed out to buy had I listened to beforehand, or since, if it had not been for performance of Lara. She clearly has a remarkable mother who has brought up her two daughters alone since the break up of her marriage and where the elder daughter is also an accomplished Pianist attending college and has become her sister‘s biggest fan, shrieking in delight at the announcement of the winner. I was stuck how she had the same electrifying impact as Jacqueline Du Pres although hopefully not the same emotionally challenging life or tragic young ending.

1429 Benny Goodman Tribute launches Whitley Bay Jazz Festival and the roof leaks over my desk

2010-04-05T13:05:00.000-07:00

By nature I am terrified of life and new experience, and the implications and consequences of old age and the thought of dying in sudden circumstances before I have organised everything to reduce the expense and sorting out of issues without them being burden on others is a constant worry, and would prefer not to have to think or spend time on dealing with the practical aspects of such matters and I have so much else that I want to do.

write for myself about myself, something which people are discouraged from doing, with the current expression is too much information. The decision not to write about people who are alive in an identifying way unless they agree or the matter is already a public issue was important and right within the overall concept of public and private art and public and private life, However working out the dividing line is a constant problem with at present communications made and responded to by the English and Wales Cricket Board and Durham Cricket Club. More on this in the next day or so Blogs as events continue to unfold during today Friday, where my first priority is attending to the sudden but fortunately brief appearance of rain water through the ceiling above my main work station during a torrential downpour in the early hours of Thursday morning. I was sitting at the station finishing off some work needed for later in the day when the water dropped on the mouse and mouse pad so the not working out what the problem was I immediate moved the table out of the way, got a bucket as the water continued to fall and switch off the electrics and then did quick tour of all the of all the under roof areas and window. It was only after this did I work out that the rain had come through the comparatively small area about 9 by 3 feet where there is a sloping tiled roof to the widow bay.

The water penetrating only last a few minute during the heaviest of downpours and later in the morning after I was able to grab some brief sleep I was able to check and found that there were no worn slates so I suspect this is a problem which required attention anyway and which the severe rain storm simply brought forward and hopefully means that a greater problem has been prevented.

Although it has meant the cancellation of a mini trip I am not disappointed given recent events and that there are some competing activities which I was unaware when I made the booking.

On Thursday I had an excellent lunch at the national glass centre which comprised a charcoal lemon chicken breast pieces on a bed of noodles which was delicious followed by a fruit food salad although when I saw a neighbours strawberry shortcake which comprise two pieces of biscuit type base shortcake with a generous wallop of cream as a sandwich and on top with fresh strawberries on a beautiful inset glass dish with icing sugar dribbled. I had an iced water with the meal followed by coffee. This set up for the evening entertainment, the first concert of the Whitley Bay Jazz festival which has now fully reached my horizon and will be a priority for my agenda next.

First last night's concert celebrating the music of Benny Goodman and featuring his radio broadcast music in the first part and the Carnegie Hall Concert in the second and where I have the original 2 LP discs sets.

The Story of Goodman is covered in the film which bears his name, The Benny Goodman Story and where I have the video. He was born in 1909, the ninth of 12 children in Chicago, a poor Jewish immigrant family from Hungary, and a pass thought is that GB has become the principal immigrant country for Europeans which once the USA was, When only 10 he was enrolled at the local Jewish Synagogue for music lesson and he then joined a boys, band and came under the influence of its director a classically trained clarinettist. Fortunately for all of us he developed an interest in New Orleans Jazz and clarinettists Johnny Dodds and Jimmy Noone, a few of whose records I have owned for fifty years. At the amazing young age of 16 he was invited to join one of Chicago's top bands, led by Ben Pollock. He moved to New York playing in various well known bands of the day in the 20' and 30's but it was not until the 1935 that the situation and dramatically changed. He had appeared with a band on the radio programme Lets Dance playing stock arrangements of the day but also Swing arrangements by Fletcher Henderson who had been introduced by that extraordinary impresario and recordist music John Hammond. There was only a modest response, until the band performed in Los Angeles with some 4000 young dancers present and given the poor response to the stock arrangements decided to start playing the swing arrangements only to find this was what the young dancers had come for and everyone stopped dancer and corded the bandstand to listen and to cheer.

Among those in the main band at this time was Harry James and Ziggy Elman on trumpet, his brother Harry on bass and the legendry Gene Krupa on drums. Black musicians were not allowed play with white musicians in the full bands so Goodman got around this by creating a quartet with Teddy Wilson on the Piano and Lionel Hampton on Vibraphone, but who could also play the piano.

Last night the part of Teddy Wilson was played by Keith Nichols, the musical Director with Mattias Seuffert playing Benny Goodman Richard Pite the Drums and Raymond Grasier the guest Soloist on the Vibraphone.

Although I enjoyed the first half especially Lets Dance which opened the records and King Porter Stomp together with Down South Camp Meeting and Stardust, most of the programme was not familiar. I also enjoyed the jazz singer Joan Viskant from Chicago and more about the great jazz singer and great to look at young lass later. I was disappointed that there was no performance of Shine, Runnin Wild, Darktown Strutters Ball, the St Louis Blues, Caravan and the Sheik of Araby.

I had not attended a performance in Hall 1 of the Sage, a three tier main hall where the third tier back seat disappear away from the stage some distance seating a total 1700 and which about 12-1300 in hall for the concert. I had asked for a stall and was given one of the best seats in the house second from the stage at one side but just above stage level so one did not have to look up. It will be difficult to get a better seat.

The second half was superb. The Carnegie Hall concert was a triumph Black tie event and the first of its kind. Don't be that way opened last night's as it did the original 1937 concert and Life Goes to a Party with Body and Soul played as a quartet although as a trio at the concert and Avalon followed by the Man I love. Blues skies was played as the build up to the finale last light although it came earlier at he original show and I was pleased that

Joan Viskant did both Loch Lomond which was a popular swing number of the day and Mei Mir Bist du Schon. China Boy from the concert was played in the first half from the radio performance. There was also Swing time in Rockies and the man I love. However the anticipated highlight proved to be even better this was the concert version of Sing Sing Sing released as double sided 12 inch 78 record and where Richard Pite reproduced as effective, and dare I say it, more effective drumming performance than Gene Krupa. You have to hear it to believe what is one the of great piece of Jazz band music of all time and which also has exceptional solos. The show was closed with Goodbye, the traditional ending for the band followed by an encore.

At the concert Johnny Hodges played alto and Soprano Sax, Lester Young the tenor and Buck Clayton had joined Harry James on Trumpet. Count Basie also performed at the Piano with Teddy Wilson.

And now to Joan Viskant who is on tour in the UK over the summer and appearing with Pete Long and his Benny Goodman band at Marlborough this weekend, then Hever Castle with the Ella Fitzgerald show. At Aldeburgh at the Maltings in August followed by the Dover Street Wine Bar on August 18th which the day I coach back from my London visit. She has released three CD's and I was able to listen to a couple of snippets from each on line However she thrives before a big band. She has very good stage presence and is a great mover in a lady like restrained way which reminds me of Anita O'Day (Jazz on a Summer's Day. Joan is a slim woman who worse a black dress with little slit at the from and a glamorous but tasteful top which she discard for an over the shoulder scarf. Style, finesse and quality are words which immediately come to mind.

The performance is part of the Whitely Bay Jazz festival where for £65 there are three days of traditional and big jazz band music from noon to midnight with day tickets at a new Hotel Village between Whitely Bay and Newcastle because the Whitley Bay venue is being modernised. Six of the 20 bands can be heard fro free at the Tynemouth Jazz Stage by the Rock of Gibraltar between noon and six over the weekend.

There was only one potential hiccup to the end of the evening having decided to prepay the car park fee at the Sage I pressed the wrongs sequence so that the ticket did not show the correct departure time. However there was someone on the exit barrier and there was no problem so I returned home contently to watch the end of Question Tine and the weekly Parliament Show

1426 Lulu in the Park British Grand Prix and Wimbledon Tennis

2010-04-05T12:25:00.000-07:00

Having gone to bed at one am and risen several times, going back to sleep, but not feeling I had done so on waking, and then getting up before six full of asleep and unhappy with myself but without any obvious cause, I knew it was not going to be the good day I hoped for. And for a time this seemed to be so.

I had problems getting online. I messed up at chess and failed to win several games at Hearts. When I did get online I learnt of the death of Clive Normby who played Jack Sugden in Emmerdale for 28 years at the age of 63, six years younger than me. I was pleased that I had rejoiced at being alive despite the uncomfortable night and that I accepted that another day of strong showers meant that that I would miss the concert of Lulu in the park.

I continued to sort and scan photos coming the last few of phase one although the task of converting slides to photos would then be a long process. I turned my attention to the British Grand Prix and the news that in 2010 the contract had been signed for a move to Donnington Park near Derby a better location from the transport viewpoint although multi million expenditure was required in order to create the latest world class racing track and facilities. The weather conditions would make the penultimate Grand Prix at Silverstone an interesting race although I was grateful I was watching from the comfort from home without the long and slow drive here, the likelihood of watching in an open stand to the weather and then the long wait to get out of the car park and the crawl for hours to get away. The team 'mate' of Louis Hamilton was on the grid first and was also first away with a member of the Red Bull Team amazingly second and Louis fourth although in the first rush he passes these to take second place challenging his team mate who refused to give way, but then did so a little later. This was a race where drivers were spinning off as they hit surface laying water, some managing to get back on the track, but several finding themselves stuck in gravel and out of the race. The main question teams and drivers faced was which tyres to use with the intermediate wet which slowed lap times by about ten second or the full wets which cut the loss of time but if the track dried there were gains for the intermediate, and losses for the wet and reverse positions if it rained significantly.

There was one significant moment for Louis as both he and his closest rival entered the pits to change tyres and refuel, but amazingly the Ferrari did not change tyres and with Louis managing to exit half a second before he commenced to move away. He hit one patch of water later on which involved a minor spin but otherwise he drove according to the weather conditions and continued to win his first British Grand Prix, the first time there has been a British winner since 2000 and with his main rivals faltering he now leads the driving championship table with two others and with the second half the series to come. My day had changed.

Although it was still cloudy with the strong possibility of rain I considered going to the Lulu concert after a quick dash to the supermarket for batteries for the slide viewer, some onions for the stir fry and some pears. I had cooked a chicken for lunch with microwaved vegetables.

I could not park below the hill so returned the car to its garage and seizing my new £4 sports umbrella then walked down looking across to the Tynemouth priory and castle and the river piers before walking through North Marine Park and across South Marine still undergoing million pound renovations and into the concert park where there was one of the biggest crows I have experienced given the weather conditions.

Around 1964 I went to the cinema in Oxford and watched a short supporting feature called something like New Faces which featured new musical talent. It ended with a fifteen year old fiery Scottish lass wearing a shimmy dress with a strong accented voice sing Shout. This was Lulu with her backing group the Luvvers. The amazing aspect of her performance to-day at the age of sixty was that has lost none of that energy and was able to persuade the usually seated and sedate family audience to get on its feet and stomp to the beat. She was supported by a strong band and to young male dancers and backing singers. It did start to spit and then drizzle and for a time umbrellas were needed but unlike previous concerts the audience stayed and were attentive. Lulu was joined by local Jarrow singer song writer John Miles who once toured with Tina Turner, and his guitarist son, which was one high spot and then when she finished her hour long performance with Shout, followed by an encore, in sudden and temporary sunshine. She has had an amazing career with a joint winner of the European Song Contest Boom Bang a Bang! After working in America she had her own TV series which ran for seven years and then co hosted Oh Boy when it was revised in the 1980's. She also appeared on the West End Stage in the 1980's with Song and Dance Andrew Lloyd Webber and the National Theatre's production of Guys and Dolls. She sang the title song for the Man with the Golden Arm and continued to appear on radio and to record singles and albums. 23 or is 24 albums have been released and she has appeared in nine films including To Sir with Love I and II. Off stage there was her much publicised marriage to Maurice Gibbs, and they remained friends after it ended. She married again, in 1977 her hairdresser and they remained together until 1991 when they separated and then divorced in 1995. There is one son from the marriage. There was also the publicised romance with David Bowie. She was involved in a major car accident which threatened her singer career but recovered to be able to entertain those of all ages to this day. While never attaining the great heights of popularity and stardom she has remained a shinning example of the Scottish and British Entertainer putting to shame the one hit youngsters who continuously flat across our horizons. She has received the O.B.E and a Honorary Doctorate of Music.

When I returned the Spaniard Rafa Nadal, the humiliating conqueror of Andy Murray in the quarter finals, was two sets up on the five times in row Wimbledon Champion Roger Federer. Then with advantage to Nadal there was a long rain interruption in the third set which went to a tie break win to Roger and as did the fourth so the match was then all square at 2 sets each. There was a further break for rain which meant that there was the prospect of the game not finishing, especially as without a tie break it subsequently continued in the gloom to 7 games each, but then Nadal achieved the break in service to take the match. These brief words do nothing to convey the longest men's final of all time, the most exciting, the most concentrated quality performance in a final there has been. The physical and mental stamina was matched by courage and extraordinary skill which left former champion Boris Becker and would be champion Tim Henman were left speechless in awe. The gulf between the best of British tennis and the world's best is there for all to see.

It had therefore become a great day but with one disappointed. Having praised Catherine Tate for her acting in Dr Who she appeared on the Graham Norton Show, always a mistake suggesting desperation by an actor seeking publicity for their work. She revealed her lack of interest or understanding about the significance of the programme, but also the approach to her work in general which is to give herself wholehearted to her role of the day and then move on oblivious to its impact which was shown by the contrast in the reception she received to the equally well known and liked James Nesbitt of Cold Feet fame and subsequent series and individual performances. Her appearance underlined the myth that all publicity is good publicity but this was only a hiccup in what had become a great day.

1419 More Glastonbury Spain wins against Germany

2010-04-05T02:41:00.001-07:00

To-day I started out uncertain of how I would use this day and opened a photo album and the decision to start scanning and then look for the souvenir album of cards and memorabilia from the event and which in turn led to commencing a project album from the material, and soon I had become so engrossed that the day had passed by and become the priority work for the week ahead. I have wanted to do this work but putting off for several years as it will take a lot of time.

In the evening I was able to work and watch the Euro Cup final between Germany and Spain and the delight of the Spanish population, the British nations and most of Europe the Germans were thoroughly beaten by a classic performance of imaginative and skilful football the like of which we have not seen since the Brazilians performed at their best. The Germans did not come close although the final score was only 1.0 they were outclassed in every aspect of the play. Of course I remembered that my grandmother and great grand mother were Spanish and several holidays in Majorca, Blanes and Lloret with visits to Barcelona and a one day trip along the coast from Gibraltar.

I enjoyed a later Sunday lunch of a large chunk of freshly cooked chicken with a small portion of vegetables. Later there was smoked salmon on one slice of toast cut into four with for a late supper of tomato soup with plain bread and a prawn salad followed by strawberries. And at nearly midnight, some coffee. It has been that kind of day.

And then there has been Glastonbury where it has been possible just to give myself to the music and this time I decided to watch a recording of The Gossip which I had left viewing before because I doubted she would be able to connect with her audience in the way she had on the John Peel Stage in which she closed the show with such electrifying effect last year. Oh ye of little faith. It was another wow performance in which Beth Ditto still gave her all, reminiscent of an overweight Janice Joplin. A new to me performer was another visitor from across the Atlantic, this time from Toronto The Crystal Castles in which lead singer Alice Glass is best described as a screaming shouter whose hypnotic sound overwhelming the physical being and is another who throws herself bodily into the crowd in musical orgasma. Both artists put into perspective the prima donnish behaviour of Amy Winehouse on Saturday night. In complete contrast I enjoyed Goldfrapp Electro folk pop with Alison Goldrapp, a marvellous commercial undertaking with a harpist and beautiful girls in baby doll dresses prancing about the stage and then in colourful paper ostrich feather outfits and someone pole dancing. Violins were also much in evidence on the band of King Solomon Burke, a huge man sitting on a throne surrounded by female violinists in a rhythm and blues and soul preacher's set. Violins too were also a major part of Elbow but I agree It is looking like a beautiful day matched the mood although not sure about the pink rubric cube effect. Another concoction of instruments is Mark Ronsons Band. I managed to catch a Will Young number on his own some unlike the super production number at the Diana concert. I have heard the Zutons before and they whipped up the crowd although this was not difficult on this day when everyone seemed in a great party mood forgetting everything else happening in the UK and abroad.

However the surprise find of the day was Newton Faulkner who I thoroughly enjoyed, especially the Queen numbers. There is no doubt that the afternoon//early evening top performance went to Neil Diamond who gradually built up the support of his audience after early microphone failure, giving all his well known numbers for over an over an hour and creating a very happy atmosphere which was shown on the faces of everyone and he evidently was having the time of his life. I stayed up until after 1 am, fell asleep and then dragged myself to bed. A day significant

1418 More Glastonbury, Poor Amy Winehouse and more TV

2010-04-05T02:26:00.000-07:00

I commenced the day unsettled because of many things I wanted to watch on TV conflicting with project work activities, and the in-tray. It did not prove to be a great or memorable day although there were except highlights.

The surprise of the day was an exceptional first part of Dr Who which saw the reappearance of. Billy Piper, the Daleks and the Dr commencing another transformation as he clearly leaves the series to play Hamlet at the RSC and someone else takes over if there is to be a new series. The acting was excellent and Catherine Tate has stopped being Catherine Tate and become an effective travelling companion, the story line is a good one with the whole earth hijacked with twenty seven other planets, and the pace and level of surprise was also significantly above average. It will become a classic episode, especially if the second part can match or excel the first.

I also enjoyed some of the acts on America has got talent which I have missed over a couple of weeks, included an amazing young illusionist but the main viewing was between sport and Glastonbury with a horrendous performance by England against New Zealand, poor bowling and bad batting with the captain's curse striking Petersen. Durham are to play Yorkshire again in the 20.20 quarter final at Chester Le street Riverside Monday week with a second day allocated if the weather continues as most of June. This will an exceptionally competitive game with a large crowd coming from Yorkshire, hopefully, to add to the occasion. Andy Murray commenced to conquer Wimbledon and replace Tin Henman with a concentrated professional demolition to reach the last sixteen with the fourth round match on Monday. He had a brief stutter losing his first set of the tournament, the second of the match when he lost his service rhythm but this was regained to complete the match in four sets, The centre court was full of personalities with Sir Bobby Charlton alongside Sir Bobby Robson and Nail Quinn, Terry Wogan and Matthew Pinsant along Sir Redgrave is it eight or nine gold medals for rowing between them. Tin Henman is making himself at home looking forward to the afternoon tea and evening meal, no doubt courted among the other personalities.

On BBCi I discovered a video recording of a Bruce Springsteen Sessions with the full 18 musicians to recreate the Album to the work of Pete Seeger. This was an unexpected bonus. I re-logged on to ITV on line which is just that with lots of information including clips about programmes but I am yet to find complete programmes. However on ITV music it is possible to listen to a few bars of all the tracks on records such as Amy Winehouse Back to Back and just about every other album in release The idea is that you listen to a bit and the download buy the whole number or album for a cheaper rate than in the high street.

The big disappointment of the evening was Amy Winehouse who looked on another planet, physically a wreck, her singer debateable and her chat incomprehensible. She and I thought she would pop out of her dress at any moment and it was not a promising prospect. It was very sad but she continues to have a lot of support among Glastonbury goers who hug the front of stage.

The biggest Glastonbury treat of the day was James Blunt although I have missed the full set recording which was not repeated but I was impressed with three numbers performed, one exclusively for BBC which were full of intense emotion and musicianship and what contrast to Amy. Will Young was interviewed and said it was his best performance experience but alas no video. Joan Armatrading sounded good without the wow factor and this also applied to the full set of Buddy Guy whose Mojo was working well and had Mustang Sally going. Likke Lil a Swedish acoustic stage group were interesting using a loud hailer for part of the number. Saw Shakkin Stevens who opened and 10.45. Understand the fuss about Jay Z who is evidently good at what he does and has a large following but I do not enjoy rap, but I understand the argument about his place in the order of appearance as headliner on the main stage on a Saturday night. Also saw bits of Neon Neon, Duffy the latest in bird, Crowded House and Elbow but nothing produced a new Wow or stopped me from going to bed as soon as I was tired.

A different experience was the decision to reorganise the upstairs work room so I couple starts a few sessions of working with my electronic keyboard. I need to learn to read music again after some sixty years. At present I can mess about playing with automatic rhythms and tones, sometimes using some of the includes tunes such as House of the rising sun and let it be. I use a good set of ear phones which also had a head microphone and in and out connections. All being well this will be a next winter activity.

Recently I wrote about the reappearance of Paul Temple on Radio Four so it is was a pleasant surprise when BBC audio books asked to be a friend. Coincidence or does someone check out the database re interests and references.

It is one year since Gordon Brown became Prime Minister and Labour losses deposit at Henley By Election polling less votes than the National Front. But who will be King Herod?

1417 Dylan and Caitlin Thomas The Edge fo Love and Glastonbury 2008

2010-04-05T02:18:00.000-07:00

For the second time since writing on MySpace my attention turned to Dylan Thomas, In 34 15th March 2007, I wrote of my experience attending a one man show presentation of his work at the Northern Playhouse and the opportunity was taken to remember my visit to Laugharne, seeing and listening to Performances of Under Milk Wood on the radio, on stage and on video. It was only yesterday that I discovered that the first of two films about some of the women in his life had been released. When the weather forecast indicated that play in the final 20.20 of the first part of the competition was unlikely I decided to experience the film, The Edge of Love in the afternoon, making an early lunch and taking cool bags for shopping beforehand. The sun was shining so there was also a little hope for some cricket.

The queue of cars at Asda, South Shields was such that I abandoned the stop to visit to the station greengrocers for fruit and went on to Lidl were I stocked up on salmon steaks in various dressings, some salami and some cheese. The only fruit which appealed was plums. There was a good size wholemeal loaf for 87pence and some milk. One upon a time a Councillor ran a greengrocers in Fredericke Street, and while he is still on the Council thirty five years later and the greengrocers continues but is under different ownership. There I filled a bag with what I thought would cost £3 or £4 of fantastic large and sweet cherries which came to only £1.87 pence. Strawberries 95p carton and 4 bananas for 50p. It was only later that I learnt that the supermarkets had placed large adverts in the morning papers announcing they had commenced a programme of major reductions in order to help with rising costs, but no doubt also to do something about the sudden drop in sales as consumers decided to cut down on non essentials and therefore tipping the country further into recession, rising prices and wage pressure, an escalating situation which spells disaster.

I then went to Boldon Cineworld for the film listening to Mark Kermode's film reviews at Wimbledon where play was held up because of rain. I then immediately knew there would be a problem when two teenage girls passed me going out and on the back row there were half a dozen others. They looked school age but were not in school uniform. Perhaps they were doing Dylan as part of the English curriculum. There were two couples, one elderly one middle aged sitting in front of me and two young women arrived and sat behind. The girls talked incessantly throughout the adverts and trailers and debated the upset of telling them off or having the film experience ruined. The female of the couple immediately in front shouted that she hoped they would be quite when the film started. They were not, so I stood up and said they had been asked once, now I was telling them to shut up or I would ask for them to be ejected, Shortly afterwards a staff member cam in and took a look at the back of the theatre suggesting my intervention had been picked up. It was necessary to turn round and give a long warning look which had good effect later and if it had not I would have requested assistance.

Now to the film. This centres on the alleged relationship between neighbours of Dylan and Caitlin at New Quay Ceredigion in 1944 Vera Killick nee Phillips which led to her husband William shooting up the outside of their adjacent home and being charged with attempted murder but was found not guilty at his trial. As the film is produced by the grand daughter of William one hopes this ensures some truth to the story. I have tried hard to find independent evidence to substantiate the details without success so far. Dylan remains one of the best loved and known British poets whose work I read again or listen to his tapes or watch video from time to time. However I do not overlook that he was as a drunk which led to his early death, that he went with any woman who responded to his advances and he lived of the generosity of others. The film suggests that he was also a coward and committed perjury at the trial. If true then he is damaged further and therefore I attempted to established the accuracy of the story in this film.

The core of the story is that Dylan and Vera were childhood friends who made loved once when Vera was 15 years of age. According to an interesting article in the Daily Mirror of May 2007 when filming in Wales was about to commence Dylan and Vera did attend the same school and their parents were also friends

Between May 1940 when Dylan failed his conscription medical and the incident in 1944. Dylan was dependent on well wishers to support his wife and child and their life style, and this included frequent moves between London and Wales and at various houses of patrons. The couple also lived separate lives even when together and this included affairs. According to the film Dylan remeets Vera in wartime London who is then a singer and actress and pursued by William Killick, a fan and serving officer in the British army. Surprisingly although Dylan has become well known, involved with making propaganda films and working for BBC radio the film suggests that Vera did not known Dylan was married until his wife arrives seeking his attention and fed up with being left to care for their son on her own or with relatives who she does not get on with. The film suggests that Vera who had continued to carry a torch for Dylan, first love, what we do and who we do it with lives with us and them for ever, but struggled against her inclinations which became impossible when Dylan and Caitlin resorted to living with Vera in her small accommodation after they had fallen out with relatives, and that it was this situation which led her to accepting the advances of William Killick, although the decision to give herself to him and to agree to marriage arose after the couple were nearly killed in a bombing raid which decimated those who had been around them in a basement nightclub. Dylan and Caitlin were the witnesses at the wedding something which can be verified by obtaining a copy of the marriage certificate.

The film for shortens the period between 1940 and 1944 when it is known that Dylan and Caitlin first rent the modest single storey home on the Welsh coast at New Quay and the Daily Mirror confirmed that they were neighbours of the Killicks, and that for a time William was away on an expedition to Greece, returning home on his own something of a hero and suffering from what is generically now known as shell shock but which throughout both World Wars was dismissed by the services and the officialdom, especially the courts as bunkum.

What has not been established and again this is something the family of William might have access to relevant records is the extent to which Vera used her own money and that of her husband through their joint bank account to fund the lives of Dylan and Caitlin and their son, their drinking and their hospitality to their intellectual and fashionable friends, or the abortion which Caitlin was said to want after one of her affairs. I did not gain the impression from the film that Caitlin and Vera became lovers rather than for a time they developed an intimate friendship led by Caitlin, not just because of the money but because she saw Vera as the one threat to her marriage, bearing in mind that she had only met Dylan before the war, and that she was quickly aware of his life style, although the film suggests that Dylan' behaviour was a reaction to that of Caitlin who he says cannot help herself.

This all makes one hope that the film on the life of Caitlin with Miranda Richardson will be completed. In an Observer article of November 2006 it was revealed that the producers were racing to complete and release their films in he light of what happened to the two films about the life of Truman Capote, one of which although released in the USA and achieved some box office success had not been released in the UK. It will be interesting to see how the second film present Caitlin and if attempts to balance the rather one sided view of her presented in the Edge of Love, a script written by Keira Knightley's mother and where the original actress to play Caitlin is reported to have dropped out over the interpretation of the character in this film.

Most people will accept to a degree the financial dependency and chaotic lifestyle of the exceptional artist and his partner and parent, including the infidelities and the abortion, together with the self injury from being drunk in charge of a bicycle, but Caitlin and Dylan and shown to push everything beyond the limits, There is a hint of what it is to come when Vera asks Caitlin if she is threatening her about the relationship with Dylan and admits towards the end of the film that is the fact that Vera had not disclosed the relationship which developed with Dylan during their stay in Wales which led to her turning her back on the couple at the time of the shooting incident and trial. I could not help thinking of the relationship between George Melly and his wife, Diana and Molly Parkin. Diana and Molly were close friends for many years but it was when George commenced a relationship with Molly that the relationship between the two women broke down and where according to the recent documentary there was some reconciliations during his last year and with his death.

In fairness to Caitlin she also warns Vera about not disclosing her previous relationship with Dylan although the way the couple behave would have been difficult for anyone not to realise that they were more than conventional childhood friends with a common language and heritage. It could be argued with hindsight that that shooting incident became inevitable when battle scarred William returns to his wife clutching a Sten gun and finds her with a son, living closely with Dylan and then finds that all their and primarily his money has gone when advised of the situation by the bank. The film suggests that it is the loss of the money and the extent of village gossip plus the visit of some of the Bloomsbury set which triggered the shooting incident.

The film also suggests that the reason for Dylan's evidence at the trial against William arose because Vera had pleaded with him to help because she loved her husband and could not bear it if he was sent to prison fro attempted murder. When he does the opposite and says what he can to get a conviction Vera accuses him of wanting her to be the young girl he seduced when she was 15 and that if she asked him to leave Caitlin and live with her he would not do so.

So much for the story line. I liked the style of the film which captured the nature of wartime London and being active soldier without unbalancing the film yet giving it serious framework. The four principal characters were convincing and the interaction between Keira Knightly as Vera and Sienna Miller as Caitlin is remarkable and despite the problem with the children, (I wonder what they made of it). I was able to give myself to the film. I also liked the way the film included clips of Dylan reciting his work to remind that this was a great artist and the clips did appear to fit in with the timeline of his work. However I am not sure if this film will have any appeal to those unfamiliar with his work and life although it could lead some to enquire further. I also thought that the intensity of the lifestyle could have a corrupting influence on the young minds behind although I hoped they took in that Caitlin as well as Vera had sexual experiences before they were emotionally mature enough to cope with its lifetime impact. Caitlin was seduced by Augustus John when she was also 15.

As forecast as I left the film theatre the sky had dampened and there had already been a shower. I debated returning home but given the situation earlier in the week decided to go to the ground as I was already part way there. The omens were not good as the blanket of rain cloud covered the ground as I approached. There was a great crowd in the ground as I had to park my park several rows in the overflow park in the adjacent Riverside parkland. Although I have a large black gentlemen's umbrella I rarely use preferring the smaller telescopic variety and my Durham one felt apart year's ago. Lidl were selling brightly coloured ones for £4 and I bought an attractive single colour maroon one which had to be used on the walk from the car to the ground, although rain stopped and play continued, having started before my arrival but was cut short for bad light as the rain clouds closed in. As anticipated there were no free seats on the Members Veranda and although I could have obtained a seat inside it was too warm for comfort and I cannot enjoying viewing through glass. I therefore made my way to the allocated seat and soon the umbrella proved a great buy as it poured down but I remained protected enjoying sandwiches prepared before departure. However a look around suggested the rain was set for the evening and there were counter attractions on the television. I returned home after drinking some coffee in the car and but left the soup for the morrow

I knew that between 9 and 11pm ITV were showing highlights of the Hyde Park concert celebrating the 90th birthday of Nelson Mandela who has become increasingly physically frail. The concert was designed to promote the causes which he has promoted since retiring as the South African President and this governed the ITC production which spent a such time interviewing celebrities for their reactions to the great man and his causes as they did showing the music and where there were also frequent breaks for advertisements. I thought the presentation was sycophantic and banal and counter productive on a night when I also discovered it was the Friday of Glastonbury, Nelson Mandela has rapidly become a Godlike figure exploited my heads of state and musicians or looking for worthwhile causes. I cannot ever forgot that he was a terrorist whose organisation used violence mercilessly as did the state. He was no Ghandi although in fairness it does appear he ahs become converted to the search for conciliation and peace, although over the recent decade he has been singularly quiet about events in Zimbabwe and it appears that it had only been international pressure before his trip to London which persuaded him to say the world wide quoted words which can be interpreted as a condemnation. In fairness the point was made during the programme that if the world is now dependent on one man for its future survival or in fact on the actions future generations are doomed and there will be no progress until we all understand and accept our individual responsibility and no rely just on politicians, religious leaders and the media to be our conscience and do what is right.

And so anther year has passed and it is Glastonbury (see 112 Glastonbury from last June). Given that the weekend is always a sell out the BBC has great responsibility to present a compressive representation of the artists performing on the sixteen stages. This year it appears the BBC have settled on those artists they are showing despite having three channels showing programmes BBC 2, BBBC 3 and 4. The problem appears to be the creation of BBC I with the same films whichever channel you press the red button I am being unfair because in fact there was a fair coverage during the over session with occasional short films which convey something of the experience.

From what is regarded as the main stage, the Pyramid stage it was possible to see the sets of The Kings of Leon and the Fratellis where I am not fans but I am of The Feeling and KC Tunstall who were great. I missed out on The editors and only saw part of the Gossip set. Gossip had a giant an oversize girl single who last year wore skimpy clothing and threw herself with great abandon into the crowd. This year for the main stage she was more suitably attired and although was throwing herself over around the stage with just as much abandonment one felt the barrier between herself and the crowd destroyed something of the impact of her performance. I did not watch Panic at the Disco headliner of the other stage or the Hoosiers, but front the third headlining stage, the Jazz World Stage I did enjoy Candi Staton especially her In the Ghetto, and I did catch part of Jimmy Cliff and Estelle. From the John Peel Stage, I looked in vain for the set of Reverend and the Makers whose set last year was one of my highlights, Hopefully they will progress to the other stages and get a second showing. The new band so far which caught my attention is the residue of The Ting Tings where I unintentionally watched the hit record three times but also enjoyed the full set of the singer guitarist with drummer, having split front the rest of the band. Nothing was shown from the BBC introducing stage nor Franz Ferdinand appearing on The Park or Sinead O'Connor on the Acoustic Stage although there was mention that Phil Jupitus had appeared with the Blockheads and it may be that I went to bed for the clip was shown.

There was also nothing from the Left Field although mention that there are Three Dance Stages this year East and West and the Dance Lounge with Fatboy Slim headlining East. It was at this point that I remembered my exchange with the Berlin based group Team Plastic (335) and looked in vain for their listing on the comprehensive BBC list of bands in alphabetical order then on the new list of performers on the individual stages stage.

Tomorrow I hope there will be a showing of Amy Winehouse. Already confirmed is the set of Joan Armatrading and James Blunt and Crowded House. I hope on Sunday they will show the full sets of Leonard Cohen and Neil Diamond together with Katie Melua down the list on Avalon.

1395 A Piano Concert at the Custom's House Dimitry Rachmanov

2010-02-15T16:07:00.000-08:00

The mood of boyish excitement generated at the cricket yesterday evening has continued throughout and long and early morning and then evaporated in to sadness and serious thought, and then into the kind of conflict between what I wanted to do, should do and could do from which it is difficult to find rest.

The previous evening I received a notice advising that Travel Lodge Summer rooms for July and August, costing only £19, would be available to book on line from 6am. The plan was to find somewhere in the London areas coinciding with the Lords Final of the cricket trophy which I had planned to attend last year but was prevented with admission of my birth mother to hospital. Although there is the hurdle of the semi final to overcome and given what happened at Wednesday's match it could be argued for and against a win through, I decided to try and book up, and if the semi final is lost then to enjoy a few days in the capital city. I had great difficulty over the next hour but eventually managed to get the full concession for two nights and reduced rates for another two although this involved booking four separate but consecutive nights. However a phone call afterwards reassured that I would be allocated one room for the stay but would have to obtain a room entry key card each day. This meant I could travel by public transport rather than take the car and obtained a concession return coach ticket for a mere £15.50 The cost of travel and accommodation covering six days and four nights is about half of that for a single occupancy reasonable standard room on the cruise ship fleet of the Freedom of the Seas line!

I then discovered that Benny Goodman tribute band is playing at the Sage Main concert theatre during the Whitley Bay Jazz Festival in July( which I must find out more). It was not all satisfactory as I failed to catch up with Prime Minister's Question Time yesterday which failed to upload after several attempts.

I then had an olive salad lunch having earlier eaten two toasts as breakfast and then some rice crispies for elevens and then decided that I would go to the lunchtime concert at the Customs House where the Russian/US pianist Dimitry Rachmanov was giving a concert for £5. Given that there were only 60 to 70 in the audience and that many had season tickets which reduced the price to £4, the takings, would have been around £300 which is just as well that the concert was financially supported by the Arts Council. The pianist was then going to catch a plane to Paris from Newcastle airport having also performed in Durham City yesterday. He played seven pieces, variations by Beethoven, two pieces by Brahms, two pieces by Tchaikovsky, three pieces by Rachmaninoff, two Fairy tales by Meitner, three pieces by Scriabin, and then a sonata by the same composer. The concert lasted over an hour and was exceptional value. The last time I had been to attend a performance at the Custom's house was the U2 Tribute band and I had promised to attend more frequently. Tomorrow there is Geordie Comedian Bobby Thompson who once did a show in an elderly persons homes for me. He is funny but only if you understand the dialect. On Saturday there is a night at Opera on and Sunday Asda Staff raise money for their the Army Benevolent Fund and then there is a gap of a week.

It was a pleasant walk back and found that the Flying Angel Club at Mill Dam is part of the Mission for Seamen hostel and centre. I once assessed a National lottery Charities application for the centre, one of the few I did for South Shields. The pavement works appears to have finished and I enjoyed a pleasant walk through the tree covered gardens church yard at St Hilda's. yesterday I had seen a giant cargo vessel enter the Tyne for the port and today across the riverside there were two passenger ferries. I mention this because the route to Norway is being a axed because of lack of demand. Having got some cash and a statement from the bank on the way to the concert, I bought strawberries and cherries at the metro bridge greengrocers on return. I am not impressed with the new paving bricks replacing the previous work at the junction between the shopping streets and the nightlife street, although the work is far from complete.

During the afternoon I watched a film whose title or particular I am unable to confirm despite looking at schedules. The title was something like Marble in the name and is an Estonian film about their civil war struggle for independence after world war one and which they gained until the second world war. A quick view about a country I have known nothing about is that the population is only 1,3 million about the size of Tyne and War with a population a mixture of those with Finish Nordic backgrounds, with a German influence on the middle classes and also Russia. The area was controlled by Sweden from 1500 until the early 1700's when it was ceded to Russia, but the in the immediate post war upheavals, led by the education middle classes there was an attempt at independence, and when conscription failed the army resorted to seeking volunteers among the boys of high school, and film concerned one class at one school in the town of Tartu which was divided between those supporting nationalism and the independence move led by the middle classes, those who identified with the communist Russian interest and those who did not want war or to fight. The film then focuses on one family of two brothers with older joining the communists the reds and the other the whites. The film has an emotionally moving climax in which the reality of fighting is one of the most moving I have experienced because the characters of a small group of classmates their relationships has been established and we are shown how they individually react to a situation where there are on perimeter guard and where because of their inexperience and immaturity they open fire on an enemy column which is crossing in front of them, oblivious to their presence and therefore could have continued without the classmates intervening before they are reinforced with the main body of their forces. Consequently some die, some are injured but four survive to treated as hero's and sent home back to school and one meets up with a girl he has rescued and believes she has been blown up while they make their escape. The train returning home with the wounded is stopped by a small group of remaining Estonian communist's with the consequence that three of the four hero's perish but the young man and his girl friend survive to become part of the new Estonia which managed to achieve independence until the second world war when it was incorporated into the Russian empire without a shot being fired. In 1992 it gained its independence again and while forecasting ahead is a dubious pastime it can be said that it is likely the country will now continue as an independent nation for a longer period that at anytime in the past 1000 years. It is a lesson for those who take the view that big is always best and that small communities and nation cannot survive on their own.

I had a quickly made sweet and sour chicken with rice for an evening meal before going out to a local political meeting, the consequence of which is that I will be spending the few days in writing letters and memo's after pulling all together my prior and subsequent thoughts.

A great deal of time during the evening was spent trying to find my new membership card as a Friend of the Tyne Cinema without success.

I watched the new Big Brother House and the arrival of the new 16 housemates with some incredulity and gave myself a serious talking to about priorities and not getting engaged with the programme again in the way that I did last summer, especially as it will last three months 91 days to be precise.

I watched the last part of Question Time in which my local Member of Parliament and Foreign Secretary tried to defend the Prime Minister's determination to exert his authority over increasing the power for detention from 28 to 42 days. It is likely the tactics will win the vote and seal the end of Labour as a Government for the next election as it will unite the opposition parties and create a significant body of resentful backbench labour members who will find other ways to bring to an end his leadership.

I wanted to stay up and rite this Blog; I wanted to wrote about local and national political matters; I wanted the find my new Film Theatre membership card, but I was too tired to do anything but go to bed but also too tired to sleep.

1355 Humphrey Lyttelton, 100 Oxford Street, The suns of all fears

2010-02-04T14:16:00.000-08:00

09.00 The radio news this morning announced the death of Humphrey Lyttleton, at the age of 86. I have this image of George Melly greeting him at the Gates, saying what took you so long man. It's just as difficult to get a gig up here as it was down there, but I did get one show the other day with Louis and the Hot Seven, and there is a hot joint along Celestial Way that said if you want to lead the house band and take over the their daily broadcast hour with an audience of twenty billion, the job is yours.

The usual image of a jazz man is someone hyperactive, unconventional, with many wives and a liking for illegal substances. Humphrey Lyttleton had a very different image, a laid back patrician, as a younger man, the second son of the 8th Viscount Cobham who was a house master at Eton. Humphrey, or Humph as he was affectionately called went to the Sunningdale Preparatory school before Eton College where he was the junior(fag) for Lord Carrington, He became interested in jazz after hearing records of Louis Armstrong and Nat Gonella and formed a college quartet in which Ludovic Kennedy played the drums. He had a short period at a plate works in Wales which turned him into a romantic socialist and then as was customary with Eton men he joined the Guards, the Grenadiers, seeing action in Salerno in World War II. On VE day he went onto London Streets with his trumpet and his playing was captured by a BBC roving reporter. He then went to Camberwell Art college and in 1949 he joined the Daily Mail as a Cartoonist joining forces with jazz clarinettist Wally Fawkes to create the strip cartoon Flook. Later he became a kindly grandfather with a wicked sense of humour introducing a weekly jazz programme and as chairman of an itinerant spoof panel show which filled theatre audiences around the country.

20.00 I had intended to finish writing about Hump before going to the match but the repaired camcorder arrived so I was able to go out for the Daily Mail. I had was led to believe that the day would be warm as well as sunny but here it was cloudy with a temperature reducing wind. I called in at the supermarket on my way back for milk, tomatoes and the like but added a nutty brown loaf when one was discovered. I decided on some sorting out and then lunch and then it going off to the match time taking a flask of coffee with me. Being the Tees Wear Derby there would be a big crowd 45000, in fact, and I nearly miscalculated the time in that I managed one of the last couple of parking spaces available and then relaxed with the paper and the coffee. I left the car for the ground in time to take a peek inside the new ten lane Olympic size swimming pool, high diving facilities and fitness centre. It has been designed for use by the likes of you and me through the week with a programme of swimming and fitness activities. There was no one using any of the 140 odd fitness machines though.
17.00 It proved to be a exciting and enjoyable game although it began ominously as for the second week running a goal was conceded in the opening few minutes but this time the joy of the away supporters was shortlived and we equalised within a minute and then just before the end of the first half we took the lead again. There were several opportunities to extend the lead after the interval and the Boro also had their chances and converted one with about 20 minutes in the match left. As has been a feature of the man we won with seconds of extra to go which broke the hearts of the Boro players as well as their splendid travelling fans who belie the failure to fill their ground. They deserve success given thee strong and loyal heart of their Chairman Steve Gibson, but only as third to the Black Cats and the Toon alternating as Champions now that is celestial fantasy, especially as the other two each year would win one or more of Cups. On reflection in such a scenario the Boro could have the Premier championship the year we won the Champions League Cup. Fantasy of course except that in London there is Chelsea and Arsenal, Spurs and the their like.

21.00 Last night I passed the time away before bedtime with a martial arts film set in the USA in which a maverick police detective joins forces with Samurai type of assassin to rid the streets of drug dealing protection racket gangs with the ubiquitous corrupt senior police officer. I was in the mood. The film has Blade in its title

The previous evening the Arts channel was showing a film which I thought I had seen before called 8 ½ women. In fact the film is about an exceptionally wealthy business man John Standing and his son who after watching Fellini's 8 ½ decide to recruit a private harem each one with distinguishing characteristic from the other. The film I thought was being shown was 8 Femmes, the French comedy murder mystery, which I saw in theatre. 8 ½ Women is a film about intellectual sex where the question "who is really in charge of the asylum." is the plot? However there is no emotional engagement, but this may be just me.

Tonight I watched again The Sum of All Fears in which Ben Afflick saves the world in a tale created by Tom Clancy. The message in this film is that there were known to be 27000 thermo nuclear weapons in the world, and that one went missing, an Israeli rocket bomb which contained USA plutonium secretly provided and which falls into the hands of a neo Nazi group of high placed official on both sides of the former cold war anxious to return to the good old bad days. The other message is that the USA and Russian Presidents are good guys, but who have to go to the point of being prepared to use their weapons rather than lose face. Fortunately there are two kindly father figures high up in intelligence who keep each other informed of what is really going on behind all the public posturing designed to keep ahead of all those trying to take power in the two lands. I cannot wait for the China V rest of the world and winning films to begin.

22.00 100 Oxford Street is a basement, the most famous basement in the central London, perhaps in the UK, and which opened in 1942 during World War II as a facility to show the talents of the sons of Victor Feldman. During the rest of war it became a haunt for visiting GI's who wanted to listen to jazz and to dance and among those performing was Glen Miller with several members of his band. The basement was considered as good as any bomb shelter. After the war it became the London jazz club with sessions on Saturdays and Mondays for the dance music of day (Swing and the Jitterbug) with the Sunday session changing to bebop. By one of the great pieces of good fortune in my life Humphrey Littleton's agent acquired the lease just before I left school and 100 Oxford Street became The Humphrey Lyttleton Club or Humphs providing traditional jazz on seven nights of each and every week. There was a period when I longed to be able to live in Soho and go to clubs every other night if not every night of the week with my clarinet of course until eventually being asked to join a band. Louis Armstrong played there in 1956, and Billie Holliday was in the audience for a session with Alex Welsh band with Beryl Bryden. I saw Chris Barber at the club but because of the boom in traditional jazz popularity he had become too big to appear there and the main regulars were Acker Bilk, Terry Lightfoot and Kenny Ball.

The Club became the 100 as USA artists commenced to come over in number many played or visited the club including Muddy Waters, Jimmy Rushin, Bo Diddley and BB King. My era of visiting came to and end as the club moved into its own new era with Rod Stewart, Long John Baldry, Julie Driscoll, John Mayall's Blues Breakers, the Animals, the Who, the Kinks, The Pretty Things and Spencer Davis. Wild Bill Davidson, George Lewis who I did see there and Earl Hines. Ken Colyer also played here after giving up his own Club in Soho which I had also visited. The Club went through hard times but adapted switching to Punk (Sex Pistols, Siouxsie and the Banshees, The Clash, Buzzcocks and the Damned), and then the emphasis changed to African Jazz and Township Music. In the 1982 the Rolling Stones played there, in secret session and in the 1990's the Club moved into the Indie scene and to Comedy Nights. However there were also appearances of Chris Barber and Humphrey Lyttleton. George Melly made his last performance there with moments included in his telebiography.

In 1954, a year before I left school, Humph did a show at the Royal Festival Hall with Johnny Pickard on Trombone, Wally Fawkes and Mickey Ashman on base. I have the 10" LP which includes eight of the numbers played that night including Basin Street, I wish I could shimmy like my sister Kate and When the Saints Go Marching In. My first visit to the R.F. H was to listen to the Modern Jazz Quartet as guest of the sister of the work friend who introduced me to the world of live jazz performances. It was also the era when I had joined the American Embassy Library and was borrowing records such as Menotti, the Telephone and recorded music of the Southern Plantations. Lyttleton also moved away from Trad jazz although in 1956 Bad Penny Blues reached the UK singles charts and stayed in for six weeks. He formed a special relationship with Buck Clayton who regarded him a soul brother. I have their LP Me and Buck, the title of one of the Eight numbers with Autumn Leaves, Stardust, and Sentimental Journey my favourites. Danny Moss was the tenor sax and Joe Temperley Baritone. I also have a hardback edition of his autobiography I play as I please. He had some popularity in the USA and in 1968 at the request of NASA he visited to broadcast live to the crew of the Apollo 8 Space craft.

In addition to continuing to play his music for more than 40 years he was the radio voice of British Jazz in his weekly "Best of Jazz" series and which he only stopped when his health recently deteriorated. For most people however it was not the musician or Jazz authority that they came to know and love but as the Chairman of the comedy panel radio show, "I'm sorry I Haven't a Clue" in which he encouraged silliness and harmless double entendres which became so successful that it could fill major theatres around the UK.

Helen Shapiro was a 60's pop star with "Walkin back to Happiness a hit when she was only 14. She developed into amazing jazz singer and went on tour with Humph in the 1990's. I hoped to get to one of their concerts but missed out. I also missed out on seeing him perform with Elkie Brooks although I have her Pearl's a Singer albums ad saw her perform twice at Newcastle City Hall. She was nearly as loud as U2 UK.

1367 Young musicians and Horror in Burma

2010-01-20T14:52:00.001-08:00

Yesterday was an international day of salutation for talented youth when also the reality of the limitations of international government was very evident for everyone to experience. We all crave individual liberty to be ourselves and to exercise the maximum control over our lives and we all resent when government takes decisions which affects us adversely or takes decision we do not like or would have taken differently if given the power.

Yesterday the world realised not just the full horror of the force of nature in Burma as speculation mounted of 100000 and more dead and a million affected, without the basics of shelter, food, sanitation to prevent many more dying in the aftermath. The world genuinely wanted to help, in the sense of ordinary people, often with little themselves, understanding the nightmare and wanting to alleviate the suffering in someway. The behaviour of the Burmese government was held to be irresponsible because it has refused the intervention of other governments knowing that the motive of many of these government is to bring to an end their power alongside genuine humanitarian concern, knowing that any help in the present circumstances would go to the government, its army and supporters wielding the power. The position of everyone is understandable and time is needed to achieve reconciliation but time those most affected do not have. Time and time again Jesus Christ is present on earth and is crucified. So I shut out this reality and celebrated the exceptional talents of a few individuals, although there was a tinge of regret that I may not live to see them fulfil their potential, although the greater fear is that I could live to seem fail.

30 years ago a young trombonist, Michael Hext won the first British Young Musician of the Year, a competition which is only open to those who are born in the UK and who are under twenty years of age on the day of the final, this year on Sunday May 11th, at the millennium Hall Cardiff. I predict this year's winner will be another trombonist, aged twelve years, Peter Moore, who comes from a brass playing family and is already a soloist with a brass band where his mother also plays,. Accompanying him to trips to Chicago, the Isle of Man and Paris. When his mother, no doubt on the advice of the music school he attends told him he was ready to enter the competition, it was for the experience of such a competition and the exposure of reaching the televised semi finals, and perhaps going on to the final, but it was because he was considered ready to win.

Once before a twelve year old was the outright winner but so far I have found information that she was due to have a concert in London in 2005, but nothing after that. Although Peter was born into a household already playing brass instruments with his father a trombonist he should musicality before he could talk an his father revealed that once when he ended a tune prematurely he was stunned that his son sang the final note in perfect pitch. His mother also mentioned that that when in pre school she had to explain that only some children learnt and could play an instrument. Peter started to play the trombone when he was six and within a couple of years he have become a better player than his father and knew that playing the trombone and being a soloist musicians was what he wanted to be and his parents were then faced with the decision to send him to one of the great musical schools in world Cheetham's in Manchester and who this year has provided half the sixteen semi finalists so far. He was nine years old. Unlike many of the others who need to spend all the day, every day in practice rising early to do so for an hour before breakfast, Peter seems a very balance young man who will spend several hours playing football with his mates or playing console and computer games. I only have an untutored musical ear and my technical knowledge is sparse but his performance of Sandstrom's Sang til Lotta was breathtaking in its tone and beauty and brought tears to the eye of one of the judges, who then expressed concern about what would be the impact on his life if he won outright. Two other older pupils from the school, both also exceptional had to stand by in awe with a third.

Some of those who have won the competition have stood the test of time with perhaps the most successful and well known Emma Johnson, the Clarinettist who won in 1984 and then in a young artist competition in New York and now performs to sell out concerts in throughout the world, Europe, The USA, the Far east, Asia and Australia. He repertoire includes forty concertos. She has her own chamber Ensemble and has successfully conducted orchestras. Nor is it necessary to always win the competition. Paul Watkins won the string section but the final in 1988 and is now regarded as one of Britain's leading cellists who also turned to conducting winning both the critics and audience prizes at the Leed's conductor's competition. However the is one performer from those thirty years also moved me beyond words, another cellist Natalie Clien who won the competition in 1994 with a performance of the Elgar which, dare I suggest, was greater than Jacqueline Du Pre. She then went to win to become the first British winner of the Eurovision completion for young musicians. She won the classical Brit award for young musicians in 2005 and amazingly but sadly is appearing in Newcastle this Saturday when I am otherwise engaged. Such is life.

Across the Atlantic it was also semi final night for American Idol when the four remaining contestants had 500 songs from the American Rock Hall of Fame to chose from, 17 year old David Archuleta stole the show with performances of Stand by me and Love me Tender. In the beginning I argued that David would win unless he faltered and so it was with a couple of less that good weeks it looked as if he was handing the title to rocker David Cook who is already a polished performer that people will pay money to go and see on stage. Although Simon had never rated her and her voice screeches out on the higher registers the most impressive transformation is that of Seyesha Mercado whose stage presence and sexy personality will earn her a career on Broadway, Her performance of A change is gonna come was outstanding although surprisingly one judge, not Simon for once, made it clear he did not want her to win. I think she has the potential to surprise everyone.

Otherwise it was gentle kind of day in which I removed the spring bulbs from their containers to dry and got things ready for the summer planting which I will commence next Wednesday. I will for a walk today to take a look on what is on offer as for the fifth day in succession it is warm and sunny. Magic. The first occasion of warm and sunny for six months. It was bright for a few days earlier when I made my first visit by ferry across the Tyne but the wind was fresh. Last year of course there was good weather, did I not go to Scotland around this time? And then the rain came and with floods, ending with the Diana Concert. I must remember to cancel my subscription to Satanta sports for the Summer. It could be that Kevin Keegan's second coming is short lived for after his comments about not having the player resources to challenge for the top four he held the pre match conference a day earlier as he was summoned to London to discuss the situation. Apparently he has to sell players before he can buy as the new owner discovered a major debt on the books something which had not been established at the time he and his advisers decided to buy the club. Alan Shearer you were wise to stay away. Is Michael Owen on his way?

1833 Music of many colours before the serious and the tragic

2009-11-24T15:48:00.001-08:00

I had intended only to write about musical matters, a film about the life of Celine Dion and the 1950’s Hollywood production of the Jazz Singer sandwiched between the original Al Jolson version and that of Neil Diamond half a century later. There is also the Rock Concert for children and the X Factor. Then there is I Pagliacci and Cavalleria Rusticana.

There has also been an excellent England 50 over win against South Africa and Sunderland beat Arsenal at home and one Monday Newcastle had long drawn out and hard fought win over Preston away from home. I have eaten well but wasted nearly an hour trying to find the renewal form for car tax as well as attending to other financial matters. It was Wednesday before I got round to ringing the renewal office in Wales and discovered that there has now been further improvement. Last year I spoke to a human being who while taking details checked electronically that I was insured to drive the vehicle which had a Ministry of Transport Test Certificate regarding road worthiness. This year I was relayed to a different number where everything was done electronically in a matter of minutes as fast as automated instruction options were given and I could key in the information. What brains who designed the system folks, this marks a step in the evolution of humanity.

The main development which overshadowed music is the extensive flooding and damage to property in neighbouring Cumbria and which in turn is overshadowed by the death of a service policeman, married with four children. Last night regional TV was holding a competition arranged by the national lottery in which the general public can vote for one of pairs of good projects to allocated the funds for a needy addition to their voluntary work.

One was a Mental Health Charity based on a town in Northumberland, Blythe which I passed through earlier in the year in search of Wilkinson’s and folders for holding display sets. The Other was the North East Rescue service in which volunteers are prepared to go out in all conditions, locations and times in search of missing persons. They use four wheeled land rover but need a command vehicle in which they store their equipment, house electronic communication and information and hold meetings to organise a search undercover, all of which has to be done in the vehicle cabs or outsider at present. Sadly the Blythe project will miss out because of coincidence however unfortunate and tragic. One of the additional problems this time is the destruction of bridges such has been the force of water, cutting the town of Workington into so those living on the North side have a journey of over 40 miles and up to two hours because of traffic jams to reach the town centre for which some could walk across the bridge. Fortunately the Train line is working and that mains services which were carried under the bridge have been re-laid or relayed. I was not sure which applies.

I also want to note the most interesting of the four episodes of Garrow’s Law which appeared on Sunday night Sir William Garrow PC that Privy Councillor of State not Personal or public computer! The programme deals with his first years as a barrister appearing for defendants in criminal proceedings where the common outcome was death and the second transportation. Barristers could ask questions of a witness against the accused but could not address the jury directly. Prosecuting barristers and judges frequently dined socially at which the political and social approach to the law was discussed. This was the era of the rotten borough when a community with a handful of voters could send one or two Members of Parliament to Westminster while the new cities such as Birmingham with sixty thousand males eligible to vote sent no one. The franchise was restricted to male property owners. There were jury trials who were hand picked and were expected to reach decisions quickly while sitting in the open court.

On real life Sir William did set out to change the system into a fairer one and through his rise to power and standing was able to do so, He lived for eighty years from 1760. After his success in winning many hopeless causes at the Old Bailey he became a Member of Parliament, the Solicitor General and the Attorney General and then a Judge and when he retired at the age of seventy two he was appointed to the Privy Council. He was responsible for the development of the Adversarial system here in the UK and which also developed in the USA where elsewhere, notably in France there is the Inquisitorial system which I believe is a better approach.

The BBC attempted to convey something of the era in which he first worked as a barrister with four hour long dramas. How far he was involved. if all in the actual cases used in the programme and drawn from Old Bailey records was not stated but the last was the most engaging and I suggest important because it concerned one of the leaders of the London Corresponding society, prosecuted for High Treason and where if found guilty he would have been hung drawn and quartered. In fact two of the leaders were found guilty in one instance and transported for 14 years. The purpose of the society, largely formed of trades people with tailors, watchmakers, shoemakers and weavers forming about a third of its recorded membership of 347 was to widen the Franchise, although many were also against organised religion hold the view that reason and nature were the way to experience God and the issue which provoked the government most into action was their opposition to the wars with France. There was concern about the spread of branches to Manchester, Sheffield Stockport and Norwich and in particular plans to hold a UK national convention when meetings began to attract thousands of interested people
In the fourth drama the emphasis was an unscrupulous juridical system heavily influence by the state for political reasons and where the best friend of the accused was a government spies. In fact the government then used planted informed widely as it has done ever since and which all governments always do. The extent of monitoring and intelligence gathering is extensive and today the state has extensively greater powers to do so in relative secret through the development of electronic communications and monitoring systems as well as national and international databases.

An the end of the trial Garrow makes an impassioned speech about the ideals of democracy, justice and freedom to as well as freedom from and on what should be the limits of the power state which was intended to have relevance to day as it did then. The programme was timed with the opening of the independent commission into the causes of British involvement in the Iraq War. The BBC News channel Red button and the Internet are providing live coverage of the open sessions and there is to be a site where some background papers are to be made available.

So to the music with first the film, an unauthorised biography of the Canadian singer Celine Dion. A singer whose name I knew well but knew nothing of her life or that she had won the European Song Contest or remembered she was the voice behind the song in Titanic. My impression is that the film set to be an honest and frank account of her early life as a singer life. She was brought up in French speaking Canada as part of a huge Catholic family where she was the youngest of fourteen children who were all brought up musically minded and both parents sang popular music and encouraged their children to perform with them at was has been described as a local piano bar. They also composed songs and with the help of her mother and a brother, Dion created a tape of her first song in French- It was only a dream when she was twelve years of age. The brother discovered that the manager/agent for someone whose record album they had purchased was called Rene Angelil and sent him the recording. He was so impressed with the voice of the girl and that he decided to devote himself to making her a star, mortgaging his family home to finance her first record.

At first in Quebec and then throughout Canada and then the rest of the world her work as an adolescent singer became known and appreciated and as she was the first Canadian artist to achieve a Gold record sale in France. At eighteen after seeing a Michael Jackson concert she told Angelil she wanted to be an International Star like him. He realised that there had to be changes so she he arranged for her to become internationally English speaking, she had surgery to improve her features and she concentrated on creating a new adult image from that of the child star. While her status progressed it was not until the late 1990’s and in her mid twenties that she achieved the international stardom which was her ambition and which has continued to this day.

The film appears to have dealt with her relationship with Angelil in an honest way in that when it became evident that the relationship between the two was becoming close her mother is alleged to have stepped in to ensure that the relationship remained professional given the difference in ages. The film suggests that the relationship developed later but was kept secret from the public until Rene had a heart attack. The factual aspect is that Rene had married twice before wedding Celine, the first in the year that the singer was born and that he had a child by each of his wives. He is well known to have become a successful high stakes gambler and poker player. Celine gave up her worldwide engagements when her husband developed throat caner from which he recovered. I liked the film and will look out for her records.
I have now seen three versions of the Jazz Singer. The first was the Al Jolson 1927 version and the second the 1980 Neil Diamond. I was disappointed by the Neil Diamond when I saw it in theatre film because I had forgotten that it was a remake of the Jolson and thought it was about a Jazz singer which it is not. I have now seen the 1952 version which has Peggy Lee playing the famous singer who became his wife. There is a fourth version made in 1959 as part of a TV series and with Jerry Lewis in the title role, although there are no copies now of the production.

The story should be known to most people of my generation as it follows closely that of the early of Al Jolson himself. The story is of a good Jewish singer who is expected to follow in the footsteps of his father the Cantor at their synagogue. The young man has other ideas and wants to go into show business variety and leaves home to do so, with his father effectively disinheriting him as his son as a consequence. The young man retains contact with his mother. He establishes a relationship with a established singer who is not Jewish with adds further to the alienation with his father. Just when he is about to open in a big show his father becomes dangerously ill and the return home for a conciliation, taking his place temporarily in the Synagogue for one of the most important religious dates in the Jewish Calendar. Father recovers sufficiently to accept his son’s vocation and to hear him sing in public. In terms of choice of music and singing voice this is the weakest of the three films although Peggy Lee was one of the great Jazz singers of my generation who died at the age of 80 in 2002. The Jolson and Neil Diamond films are worth seeing several times in any lifetime.

As gala charity raising rock and pop concerts go that for Children in Need last week was pretty good with Robbie Williams taking the stage immediately after Take That, and Cheryl Cole doing a raunchy version of her recent hit, Kathryn Jenkins proving what singings is really about and Annie Lennox continuing to show what a class act she is as well as good soul. I tend to feel Paul McCartney is overrated although I enjoyed his Hey Jude led finale. I also saw Sunday‘s Antique Road show on the i player and which came from Bletchley were the first computer was built and sued as part of British intelligence. Why all the records and evidence was destroyed remains a mystery but enthusiasts have rebuilt the computer and some of those who worked there and who are still alive have been able to admit that they did. During the programme two women who had met the Beatles when children were interviewed. Paul had been at a pub when asked about food in the days before this became the main function of Inns and he had been taken back to their home by his parents and he had entertained them afterwards with the guitar the girl was learning to play and had sung Hey Jude before it had been recorded and released to the public. The other girl had attended a meal provided the Beatles after they had done a gig at Stow school for which the quartet had been paid £100. The two women had photos, letters and signatures which were said to be worth between £1000 and £1500 but the memories were priceless.

What astounded me about the Children in Need concert is that it is usually difficult to hear the singers because the audience screams and shouts most of the time and for which the X factor is to blame. Last, and this, week the programme continues to show that the audience likes to ignore the advice of the judges, except Simon, and that it is a singing competition for those who can make a successful popular music record and album. The programme is timed to that the winner of the contest has the the most popular release at Christmas Time and more recently the charity song which includes the top ten performers also becomes the best seller for at least one week.

For the past six weeks we have been entertained by two Irish sixteen year old twin boys who have distinctive hair styles and are full of energy and have learnt to dance but cannot hold a tune. Originally they were also obnoxious but with the right team behind them and Louis Walsh doing his best to avoid being without anyone to mentor after first couple of weeks they survived to knock out a good singer from Wales but who lacked the charisma which is needed to break into the pop world these days and stay there. This week the boys got their comeuppance as the judges found that the public had also voted down what many regarded as the best make signer left although he again lacks charisma. Danny, the sister of you know who, mentors the very likeable single mother Jewish singer Stacey Solomon who has a voice on a par with Leone and last year’s winner. As the public clearly have not taken to Leon, the male challenge comes from Joe from South Shields who I agree with Louis is likely to be a good musical show lead performer and Simon’s school teacher who has plenty of attitude which did not work with the public which they interpreted as conceit. The dark horse is a pretty sixteen seventeen year old without a strong voice who despite attacks by the judges especially Louis the public has not placed in the bottom two. Louis hoped last week was that the choice between the lad and his duo the judges would keep John and Edward in because they were better entertainers that the pretty boy and in truth it is entertainment and commercial potential that Simon and the judges are looking for.

Most people know the aria from I Pagliacci although I suspect most are unaware that the composer was Ruggero Leoncavallo whose greatest known work is La Boheme. The one Act opera usually is usually performed with Cavallerria Rusticana, another one act opera by Pietro Masacani and which I experienced this week with the Met Opera Player and where both roles are performed by Placido Domino. The sound quality was not good which defeats the purpose and I will look to see if there is another video on the site. The Met Player site promised that last year’s finals of the National Auditions would eb broadcast from November 17th but so far no joy and similar the live Royal Opera House performance of Don Carlos where I caught only the first act is promised to be coming soon on the BBC i player for Channel 4. Both male lead tenor roles were performed by Placido Domingo

Turiddu is young villager returning from military service to find that his fiancée has married someone else who is wealthy and seduces another village girl in revenge. Equally jealous by this development Lola starts an adulterous affair with her former fiancée. The truth of the situation emerges and it is the young girl who is excommunicated from her church because of the affair. Lola goes into the church mocking the girl left outside and who then advises Lola’s husband of his wife’s infidelity. Turiddu comes out of the church and invites everyone to his mother’s wine shop. Lola’s husband arrives and the women leave. The husband issues a Sicilian challenge of a fight to the death. The opera ends with news of the death of Triddu. Among those who have made audio recordings of the opera are Beniamino Gili, Maria Callas, Victoria del las Angeles, Renata Tebaldi, Luciano Pavarotti, Placido Domingo and Jose Carreras. Franco Zeffirelli made a film in 1982 with Placido Domingo and the symphonic Intermezzo was used in the film Raging Bull and the Godfather Part III.

Pagliacci is a play within a play. It features a troupe of touring players where the wife of the head of the troupe is having an affair with a member. The troupe perform a play in which the wife of Pagliacci played by the head of the troupe is also having an affair but with a different member of the troupe. In the opening Prologue Pagliacci reminds the audience that actors have feelings too and that the show is about real life. The players arrive in a village where they are invited to the local Inn for a drink before the evening performance. Observing the interaction between the wife of the troupe head, Canio and a member villages draw this to the attention of the Cano. He laughs this away saying that what happen in the performance is one thing but in real life he will not tolerate anyone making advances to his wife. Another member of the cast says he is in love the wife while the husband is away drinking in the tavern. She scorns him but is afraid of what her husband will do if he finds out that she is having an affair. Her lover comes and asks her to run away with him. The husband returns hoping to catch the adulterous couple together but the lover escapes with the wife saying. I will always be yours. Canio threatens his wife with a knife but his friend disarms and says the man will give himself away in the play. It is at this point that Cano sings Venti la grubba-Put on the costume.

The play follows closely what has been happening off stage and at crucial point Canio cannot go and demands to know who his wife’s lover is. She asks Pagliacci to remember that they have an audience and he sings the famous No! Pagliaccio non son! and explains that he is pale because of the shame she has brought him. The crowd believing this is still the play cheer his emotional performance in the play. He is still distraught demanding to know her lover and he grabs a knife and stabs her and then as her lover comes to her aid Canio stabs him and says- The play is over.

The most famous recordings have been by Maria Callas, Tito Gobbi, Pavarotti and Domingo, Gigli, Victoria de los Angeles and Montserrat Caballe. The opera has had major impact on popular culture from music to film and TV

1827 World's Great voices?

2009-11-15T15:57:00.001-08:00

My Friday 13th of November 13th ended with an orgy of great singing which continued until the early hours of the 14th. The cause of my ecstasy was the arrival of the Readers Digest album- The World’s Greatest Voices. There are five programmes each on a separate audio disk and an extensive booklet with info on each track.

Programme one is entitled Enchanting arias with an emphasis on tenderness and subtlety rather than in popular context power ballads. It begins with Charlotte Church, (01) Tell me what is from Mozart’s the Marriage of Figaro and which describes the pleasure and pain of first love and sung in English. This is followed by a duet which I have heard several times before but would not have been able to identify, Dame Joan Sutherland sings with Jane Berbie the Flower duet (02) from Lakme by Delibes.

Teresa Boganza and the Ambrosian singers then perform one of the most famous female arias in opera L’amour Est Un Osseau Rebelle from Bizet’s Carmen(03) which I first saw in Croydon as a schoolboy with my birth and care mothers and their eldest sisters, I even liked the Hollywood version of Carmen Jones buying the Long Play record now some 50 years of age. I have various version on video tapes and a CD with Regina Resnik as Carmen and Joan Sutherland as Micaela. In the morning I was able to buy tickets for Met Opera Relay in January. My only disappointment with the opera is that it is written and sung in French rather than Spanish.

Another familiar Aria of previously unknown origin is M Appari Tutt Amor from Martha (Flotow) sung in Italian by Roberto Alagna (04)

Dame Kiri Te Kanawa then sings Oh My Beloved Father in Italian, one of Puccini’s most loves arias from the rarely performed Gianni Schicchi. (05) She then sings the Dream of Doretta from Puccini’s La Rondine (06) Again it is an aria I have heard before although the opera is rarely performed.

Placido Domingo gives his first performance with O Paradis from another opera long since excluded from the Grand Opera scene, Materbeer’s L’Africaine (07). British Lesley Garrett then sings Casta Diva from Bellini’s Norma (08) which is beautiful and followed by the similarly romantic sounding duet from Bizet’s the Pearl Fishermen with Placido Domingo and Thomas Hampson.(08).

Power and range is trademark of Luciano Pavarotti who commences with On with the Motley from I Pagliacci (09) and likely to bring the house down who ever sings but Pavarotti is extraordinary. This is followed by what the booklet describes as the daftest plot in opera and therefore appropriately named La Wally, Ebben? Ne Andro Latino is performed by Leslie Garret, a piece I believe I have heard before and matches the emotional intensity of Pavarotti. (10). There is more magic to follow with Jose Carreras and Bellini’s Fenesta Che Lucive (11) and Pavarotti with the first of two arias from Puccini’s Tosca, Recondita Armonia is one of the best known (12) and Placido Domingo, The Stars were brightly shining (16) closing the first programme. In between the French tenor Marcello Alvarez performs Pourquoi Me Reveiller from Massenet’s Werther and is a revelation(13), and Robert Alagna then follows with another of the best known loved of all male arias Che Gelida Manina (14) followed by Jose Carreras with the Flower song from Carmen(15). By this time goose pimples were electrifying and I abandoned everything else to concentrate on listening and making notes until close on 4am.

The second programme is headed voices of Tranquillity which would have better titled Sacred or Spiritual Music and begins again with Charlotte Church and I vow to thee , my country by Holst (17). Lesley Garrett follows with Bless This House the onetime regular favourite for radio broadcasting.(18). Dame Kiri Te Kanawa sings Let the Bright Seraphim from Handel’s Samson Oratio (19), a well known aria and Emma Kirby, But who may Abide The Day is Coming from his sung by everyone, the Messiah (20).

Robert Alagna then has two performances with first Sanctus from the Berlioz Requiem with an ethereal back choir (21) and then Agnus Dei from Bizet’s L’Arlesienne. (22) Dame Kiri then contributes Laudate Dominunum from Mozart’s Solemn Vespers (23), new music to me although I have a collection of his Masses.

Anthony Way sings the well known O for the Wings of a Dove Mendelssohn (24) and Angela Gheorghiu the more familiar to day Pie Jesu from Faure’s Requiem (25) followed by Crucifix with Roberto Alagna (26) and Dame Kiri O Divine Redeemer (27)

Sir Harry Seacombe was originally known as a Comedian who could sing, as a member of the cast of the Goon Show but in his later years he became a much loved presenter and contributor to the Sunday evening’s religious programme. His contribution is his most well known Bach’s Ave Maria arranged by Gounod (28) He is followed by one of the best known school boy singers of recent generations Aled Jones and All Through the Night (29) and Franck’s Panis Angelicus with Russell Watson (30). Sir Harry then gives his well known rendering of the Lord is my Shepherd(31) and the sessions ends oddly with Nan Mouskouri Plasir D’Amour, perhaps as a bridge to the third programme which covers Classics from the Stage and the Screen (32). A feature of this programme is the contribution of the choirs

(33) I did not see the stage production of West Side Story, and as with many my introduction to show was through the Film and it was only when looking up Stockyard Channing from the West Wing that I realised she played a key part. Tonight is sung by Jose Carreras.

I also loved the 1960 film Can Can with Frank Sinatra, Shirley MacLaine and Maurice Chevalier. Dame Kiri Kanawa sings (34) I love Paris. I also enjoyed Love Story with Ali Mcgraw and Ryan 0’Neil. Placido Domingo sings (35) Where do I begin. I am confused by the programme notes which appears to indicate that Placido Domingo sings The Second Time although the heading says is Tito Beltrain(36) and is in my view one the great surprises of the whole collection as a passionate show stopping tour de force.

Stranger in Paradise from Kismet, here sung by the Opera Babes was my introduction to Borodin and is sung by the Opera Babes (37). I saw the film when it was released.

A long time favourite of mine is Yesterdays from Roberta with Dame Kiri (38) and Lover come back to me became a jazz standard I think, here with Leslie Garrett and the Romberg and Hammerstein number from New Moon (39). Three Coins in a Fountain is a film from childhood with Love is many Splendid sing played for years on the radio and now sung by Jose Carreras (40), in contrast to the sophisticated Smoke Gets in Your Eyes from Roberto with Dame Kiri (41) Smiling Through has Lesley Garret (42)

Because Your mine is on my Mario Lanza recording and comes from the film of the same title, here sung by Joseph Carreras (43). Lesley Garrett follows with My Blue Heaven from follow the Boys a star studded film for the USA and Britain at War(44). I have not been a great fan of Gilbert and Sullivan although I was taken to performances of the Doyle Carte Opera company on tour as a child and have seen a few stage productions since then. Three Little Maids from School one fo the well known pieces from the Mikado is performed by Leslie Garrett, Joan Rigby and Susan Bullock(45).

Similarly the music of Franz Lehar and his Merry Widow has not been my cup of tea. Lesley Garrett sings Vilja (46). This contrasts with. Climb Every Mountain with Dame Kiri Te Kanawa. I saw The Sound of Music with a bevy of Child Care officers when working for Oxfordshire at the city centre cinema and then took my birth and care mothers with their eldest sister to see the film at first opportunity. I acquired the video tape edition as part of some deal I cannot now remember but still watch the film every time it comes on TV, usually at Christmas. I particularly enjoyed the programme made on the lives and reunion of the seven children when they went together in Heidelberg(47).

The Disk ends with I could have Danced all night from My Fair Lady sung by Angela Gheorghiu, I had to book tickets for the central London Cinema performance of the show taking the three aunts. I have seen the film several times since and always enjoy (48).

Programme four is a collection of sentimental songs beginning with of my favourites marking the passing of time, September Song by Kurt Weil and sung by Lesley Garrett.(49)

Irving Berlin’s Always is performed by Kiri Te Kanawa was part of childhood (50)

Noel Coward songs are for the mature of experience and I know him more from his films. Ian Bostridge who is unknown to me performs one of 300 songs written and composed by the master of communicating the life experience of the upper classes(51).

Renée Fleming with Daniel Barenboim shows a side of her work which perhaps explains her popularity in the USA with Ellington’s Do nothing Till you hear from me(52).

In contrast I am familiar with Tenderly, the evening breeze, here sung by Jose Carreras, although the version which I and most people know was that of Nat King Cole, frequently heard on Family Favourites which overtook Forces Favourites at the end of World War II (53).

This is followed by another of my great songs of all time, Cole Porter’s Every Time We Say Goodbye I die a Little, here with Kiri Te Kanawa (54).

You Belong to my hear was sung by Bing Crosby among others from 1945 and is performed by Jose Carreras and the arrangements maintains the original Latin feel(55).

Lesley Garret performs Someone to Watch over me which I believe comes from Gershwin’s Porgy and Bess but I may be wrong, the composer who came to international fame through is Rhapsody in Blue in 1924(56).

Another of my top songs is I’ve Got you Under my Skins with Kara Te Kanawa undertaking one of Cole Porters much performed standards and which won an Oscar as the title song of the James Stewart 1936 production (57).

Renée Fleming gives another Ellington Song, Prelude to a Kiss, her special treatment (58)while Ian Bostridge takes on the second Noel Coward song, The Dream is over (59).

Because is another great standard which I know from the Mario Lanza version here sung by Jose Carreras (60) while Lesley Garrett gives her treatment to With a song in my heart from Spring is here (61) Love is guiding star is the creation of opera tenor Richard Tauber and is sung by Placido Domingo (62) Be my Love is another Marion Lanza adopted number which is the work of Sammy Cahn’s and sung by Tito Beltrain (63)

Any Williams made Moon River is own and this version with closes the programme is by Luciano Pavarotti (64). Could the contrast be greater!

The final programme is the most exciting for its range of choices as indicated by its title Grand Moments and begins with O solo Mio, the most well known Italian song and of course sung here by non one else than Pavarotti (65). It was Saturday lunchtime before I was ready to complete the five programmes with a lunch of Chinese style chicken thighs and baked beans followed by dates, grapes and coffee, Asda gas its own brand of firm and juicy dates for £1 tucked away towards the end of an aisle at the end of which there is a display of more well known branded ones in the same size box for £1.50.

Jose Carreras performs the well known La Danza from Siorees Musicales by Rossini (66) and this is followed by Joan Sutherland singing the Mad Scene from Lucia di Lammermoor and others at the Royal Opera House Covent Garden(67) and then Dame Joan Baker performs Che Faro Senza Euridice from the opera Orfeo and Euridice by Gluck(68).

Marilyn Horne who was regularly heard on the radio contributes Softly awakes my heart with the Vienna Opera Orchestra from Saint Saens Samson and Delilah (69). Dame Joan Baker then sings Dido’s Lament When I am laid to earth from Purcell’s Dido and Aeneas (70).

Marcelo Alvarez sings Seul Ser La Terra from Don Sebastien Donizetti (71) and then a song described as exquisite, I am a poor Wayfaring Stranger with Andreas Scholl (72). This leads to Bryn Terfel in Handel’s Where’er You Walk from Semele (73).

Angela Gheorghiu provides Depuis Le Jour from Louis by Carpentier(74) and onto the Choir of New College Oxford with The Blue Bird( 75) and back to Bryn Terfel for the Welsh folk anthem We’ll keep a welcome (76) Another ensemble work is the D’Orly Carte with My Gallant Crew from HMS Pinafore (77) and then Jose Carreras in his final contribution Mattinata the Neapolitan song by Leoncavallo (78) and the final two are La Donna E Mobile with Sir Harry (79) from Verdi’s Rigolett0 and the much loved Kathleen Ferrier Blow the Wind Southerly which was one the great musical memories of my childhood and youth And is thought to have originated in Northumbria (80) WOW indeed and more WOW. Music for concentrated enjoyment.

1790 Bryan Ferry and Roxy Music

2009-08-29T05:12:00.000-07:00

Having sorted out and got myself organised I had a good relaxed day on Thursday and this carried over to Friday as having gone to bed around midnight it was after 9 when I rose and 10.30 before I was ready to engage in activity. My inclination is to concentrate on catch up writing activity while paying some attention to Bryan Ferry on the Arts channel with a Roxy Music concert now, the 1982 Frejus concert with numbers such as Drug, Avalon and Dance away. This was Brian 27 years ago, followed just before with Dylanesque. I have seen the Frejus concert before but the Dylanesque I am not sure.

I have seen Bryan perform live twice and the Newcastle City Hall. A local man with aristocratic bearing and quirky mannerisms he hit the social big time and I enjoy a couple of his Long Play Records. I have not seen Dylanesque in which Bryan explains that when he heard Dylan on acoustic guitar while attending art school in Newcastle he decided it was not his kind of music and it was several years before he listened to Dylan on the electric guitar and went back to his original music and included Hard Rain on his first LP as a non political music experience. He then assembled a band and backing singers to create an album of Dylan music from a list of records made after listening to the Dylan catalogue. There was no plan about the order of the recordings on the nature of each recording except to cast the character of the song to suit his voice and musical approach. The third number, I forgot to note the opening to the programmes was Highway 61 revisited, not one of my favourites. Next is All I want to do and my reaction is that this is interesting Ferry, but does not work as Dylanesque, self indulgent and meriting greater thought and preparation. I change my mind a little with Times they are achanging. Gates of Eden followed. Missed the title of another. Watch Tower covered by Hendrix was next, I am not a Hendrix fan. Knocking on Heaven’s Door where I enjoyed the original and his take. As well as Simple Twist of Fate. I then got caught up with payments and accounts and did not note the finale songs before the programme ended.

The music will took priority over the Scotland Australian game which is being shown on BBC 2 in Scotland but which can also be watched on the Internet BBC sports site. I need coffee and then I must pay the credit card and assess finances for the coming months, a task which now means that I will have to say more no than yes or knew purchases do I do not want to do this.

1271 Eric Clapton, the Good Citizen and Lost

2009-07-29T15:21:00.000-07:00

The day commenced with hibernation weather although here on the coast it was dark and cold with bursts of sleet which did not become settling snow. Elsewhere there were blizzards with at one point one hundred vehicles, the majority lorries trapped behind a blocked main road, so that the police and local authority services had to reach them, turn them around and take them to places of safety until the roadway could be cleared. The fear was of iced roads as temperatures dropped with the fall of night. This morning some homes in Yorkshire were without electricity and 130 vehicles remained trapped along the A66 route in Durham over the Pennines to Cumbria and Lakeland.
One outcome of staying home, battening down the hatches and keeping warm and well fed is that I was able to commence turning previous work concerning he family history of my mother and factual information available about her life, together with photographs and memorabilia about her 100th birthday into project sets, with more to do over the weekend.
I experienced an interesting play, The Good Citizen part of the UK Drama afternoon series and featuring Hugh Quarshie creating his own environmentally friendly Passport to Pimlico by declaring a piece of earth in the English Country a separate territory in which he opts out from the Government of UK. The play is a vehicle for its author to display his prejudices about how governments and the media operates although the overall way in which any government would respond to such action, especially if it has European Legal precedent, is valid. What the author does not understand is how such an operation would be conducted in practice. In the play the government and the media are too open about their methodology and involvement whereas in real life it is all done at arms length by agents who can never be traced. Another approach is to bury the truth under a plethora of possibilities with the most far fetched deliberately planted in order to discredit everything else raised, including what actually happened. In the final scene of the play a High Court Judge decides that the hero should not be detained in a psychiatric hospital because of a threat to his own life and to others, after his estranged wife has agreed to sign committal papers after being threatened to have her children removed to places of safety and being bribed with a highly paid celebrity photoshoot. The substance of the plot, the motivation of the hero and the issues which the play raises merit greater writing. Any episodes of Yes Minister and Yes Prime Minister has greater effectiveness in revealing how the Civil Services and Government Ministers have interacted in the past, and one suspects, to this day.
However it was an enjoyable hour in which I was able to also work.
I was initially disappointed that the daily catch up of series three Lost as the penultimate and final double episode of the series were to come with the new series commencing on Sunday. Then I discovered that the missing episodes are to be shown on Saturday between 1 and 4 pm with the Liverpool versus Sunderland game at 5.15 on Satanta. What a great afternoon in prospect. The sum total of series three is to confirm the belief that the island exists as an interactive dream state, a prolonged dimension between life and death in which we confront our sins and gain the opportunity to show remorse and atone or damn ourselves for eternity. I am reminded of films such as What Dreams may come and Vanilla Sky and also Groundhog Day as some individuals appear wedded to repeating bad choices, despite all the knowledge of inevitable outcomes I eat food which I know will put on weight and I put on weight so I eat more of the wrong food.
In the evening I gave my full attention to a programme about the life of Eric Clapton the only individual to be entered into the Music Hall of Fame three times, through the Yardbirds, through Cream and as an individual soloist. Eric is illegitimate, readily admitting to sense of being an outsider throughout his life, regardless of the loving care he was shown in childhood by his grandparents believing his mother was his older sister. She was only 16 when giving birth through a Canadian serviceman eight years her senior, who after the war returned to his homeland. He only discovered the truth after his mother had married a different Canadian and returned home with his half brother and this had an adverse effect on Eric and his schoolwork. As if to try and make up for the deception his grandparents supported his attempts to play the guitar and a marimba which were given on his 13th birthday. He found learning very difficult and nearly gave up but he had a drive which matched his lifelong sadness which is apparent in much of his music
Like many young men of this era we were greatly affected by American Blues music which expressed our deepest feelings, but Clapton took the interest further than anyone, recording tracks on a Grundig tape recorder and listening and attempting to copy. I used to try and do similar on my clarinet in a cupboard in out flat much to horror of the aunties and neighbours. This was during a time when my windows were covered with Anti Apartheid, War on Want and CND posters. I gave up, he did not, he survived only one year at the Kingston School of Art but that year provided him with the freedom and sufficient self confidence to pursue his need to express himself through music and to establish friends and contacts. He commenced to busk around Kingston, Richmond and the West End. He was able to join a rhythm and blues group The Roosters, at the age of 17 years. He then spent two years with the Yardbirds, leaving before their first commercial hit, but having an established a good reputation among fellow musicians. In 1965 Eric Clapton still committed to playing blues music and hostile to adapting for popular and commercial requirements joining the legendry John Mayall and the Blues Breakers.
In 1966 Eric joined musicians of similar ability for the first time in what became one of the first world super groups Cream and where the extending solo and ensemble jamming became its trade mark. It is a feature of the work of Eric Clapton that he became the authentic rolling stone, involved for a short time in the creation of great music and then needing to move on to new work with new people. Clapton performed with Cream for 28 months, during which time Crossroads was created in honour of Robert Johnson's Crossroads, the blues guitarist acclaimed to this day as the greatest, whose records Eric put on his tape recorder and learnt to try and reproduce chord by note. In the late sixties Eric developed a friendship with George Harrison and they co wrote and played together and guested at each other's concerts. Eric organised and was the music director for the tribute concert at the Royal Albert Hall following the death of George in 2001. With Ginger Baker and Steve Winwood there was an attempt to create a second super group which appeared before 100000 people in Hyde Park in 1969 Blind Faith but it was in the early seventies with a new group Derek, Eric mispronounced and the Dominoes that he helped created what has become his best known single recorded and performance work Layla. At this time he had become infatuated with the wife of George Harrison Pattie Boyd, although she rejected his advances at the time. It was during the 1970's that Clapton readily admits that his life became dominated by drugs and alcohol. The Dominos drummer was found to be an undetected schizophrenic, murdered his mother and was confined to a mental institution where he remains today.
Patti Harrison then responded to Eric's interest and they commenced to live together, marrying in 1979, but although he controlled drug misuse he remained dependent on alcohol. Eric has always been a figure of controversy, especially when he support Enoch Powell's call for control over immigration, explaining his reasons as nothing to do with racism but concern over the tendency of the establishment to invite people to come into the country to undertake badly paid jobs which existing citizens do not wish to do because they can live just as well on state benefits and then concentrating in ghetto's to which I would add, denying until recently, full political and social participation to those who wished o do so. Although he worked primarily as a soloist he continued with collaborations with Jeff Beck and the Secret Policeman's Ball for Amnesty International with other interests included the Countryside Alliance and the Tsunami Relief Appeal, and with Phil Collins, and in more recent times Sheryl Crow (my Favourite Mistake-they remain friends). I had watched the final Phil Collins concert on film before the film on Eric Clapton. I have Phil Collins records and saw him in concert at Newcastle City Hall.
While still married to Patti Boyd he had a year long relationship with another and with whom they had a daughter, a relationship which he had kept secret from his wife, paying maintenance, and from the public until the child died in an accident in 1991. His mistress had been the Managing Director of the Sir George Martin and John Burgess recording studio on Montserrat. After the divorce with Patti Boyd, in 1999 aged 54 he met Melia aged 23 while working on an album with BB King and they married in Surrey in 2002 and have three daughters. In 2005 Cream was reformed performing in London and New York. He wrote music for many films and TV shows. Layla was played in the film Goodfellas and Opel used part of the tune in its advertising throughout the 1990's
Eric acquired some of the world's great collection, if not the greatest collection, of guitars. One of these sold at auction achieved $791,599, another $847500 dollars and a third $959,500. He used some $12 million dollars from guitar sales in 1999 and 2004 to create and maintain the Crossroads treatment and rehabilitation centre in the Caribbean. In the film shown last night he talked of retiring from performances for a time but he is now scheduled for performances in New York in February and a Hyde Park concert in the Summer, park of Hard Rock 2008.
Eric never met and knew little of his father and in 1998 wrote a song My Father's Eyes. A Canadian journalist undertook research and eventually tracked down several members of the family and from these discovered that the man had died in 1985 and that he had been a musician, piano and saxophone, and someone who could never settle. Like father, like son.

1766 And all that Jazz

2009-07-24T16:22:00.000-07:00

On Thursday 24th July 2009 I watched and listened to Chris Barber and Acker Bilk play live again for the first time in close on fifty years, along with Kenny Ball who I have never seen, although I have one of his records. In order to set the scene for the concert at the 02 Indigo arena in the former Millennium Dome Building I had walked the streets of Soho and along Oxford Street in the morning beforehand and again on Friday. This conjured once more afresh the memories of my years between the ages of 16 and 22 when I regularly attended the 100 club in Oxford Street and the Cy Laurie Club in Great Windmill Street as well as other clubs featuring traditional jazz. The choice of clubs was determined by a work colleague who I would meet up with after work on a Friday or meet up with on a Sunday, as he would going to the local Palais on a Saturday. I was under 18 at first but then I would go on my own a Saturday and sometimes a Monday to the 100.

I had set off mid morning as it rained catching the first available bus which headed in the right direction from a stop approaching Kings Cross Station. More about the changing and ongoing face of Kings Cross and the Houseman’s Book shop and publisher of Peace News in the second piece. The bus struggled against the volume of traffic and road works as it laboured to Warwick Street Station, Regents Park Station and Baker Street Station and the street made famous in the Sherlock Holmes Conan Doyle Stories. The bus then turned into Harley Street, the traditional home of private medical practice in the UK and along the way I had also noted a shop exclusively selling chess and bridge sets and also a private social work agency. Passing Madam Tussauds and the Planetarium where I have only made two visits to Tussauds and one to the Planetarium, several decades ago there were long queues.

The bus then took the route of the coach into London I got off outside of the Selfridges Food Hall. Selfridges is celebrating its 100 years of history and this was the one store where my birth and care mothers and their elder sister would visit on their rare visits to London because the food hall supplied Mediterranean salami. I doubt if there was a food hall as such in those post war days or that it resembled the present collection of specialist eating areas and specialist grocery suppliers. At the cheap level there is a hamburger, pies, sausage and mash bar with prices similar to those on the motorway service areas while at the other extreme half a dozen Oysters with champagne is available at £25 or with caviar around £250. There was one young woman who appeared to know the young man serving and then a second young woman arrived on her own. She appeared to be no more twenty, with only the best grooming and contemporary outfit money could by. I return to see her again after making the rest of the tour around hall has she was sipping from a champagne glass while waiting for the eats to be served. I longed to find out her story why was there?

There was also a Thai food, and a Sushi Bar and hot beef sandwiches. And then there was the seller of salami and olives with 100 grams ranging from £2,50 to £5.99 but it all looked delicious. This delay and going to find the gents in John Lewis meant that I arrived at Humph’s around 12.30 only find that there was the monthly lunch time Trad jazz session underway from 11.30 to 2.30 organised by the Ken Coyer foundation. Had I arrived earlier or did not have the concert in the evening I would have been tempted. Another year I will better organised.

Before reaching Soho I was struck by the number of young women wearing the briefest of shorts and having the whitest of long legs and the number with shaped uplift bras who were exhibiting their assets with confidence. I wondered how many realised that a few hundred years away their dress would have been interpreted differently, even today because the sleazy side of Soho remains although it predominantly remains a place to eat out or drink with a little food. I entered the Soho Square end tried for the second time to remember where the basement coffee car was located and I had cleared tables and checked the sugar containers when doing shifts for a girl to whom I had been introduced by George Clark then unpaid organiser for the London region CND who had warned about drugs. The coffee bar was the home of the New Left and was totalled the 2.is which was located at the other end in Old Crompton Street and where there is a plaque.

There is major works going in and around Soho Square with Dean Street cut off. I went along Dean Street to take a peak at the menu at what used to be Leoni’s Quo Vadis but is now run by the brothers Hart brothers but have developed the complex with includes the traditional street side dining room, with a club and function rooms above and what appeared to be a new bar and terrace through a court yard behind. I was taken to eat there after being invited to talk about my prison experience to a large gathering of gays around 1961/3 and had never eaten in such a fine restaurant before. I went again two decades later to celebrate an event and was prepared for the amount of the final tally. There would be little difficulty in marking up £50 before drink to day. Best though is to have company to share a sea food platter started for £40 followed by a whole roast chicken for £30. There would be no sharing of the chocolate profiteroles at £6.50 and were delicious when enjoyed three decades ago. There is a twelve page wine list and with company I would go for an inexpensive Sancerre with the fish and a Beaujolais with the chicken, champagne with the pudding. Immediately next to Quo Vadis is the oldest Strip show town called the Sunset Strip which used to look seedy from the outside entrance but was very popular because of a comparative small fixed charge gentlemen could be entertained from midday to midnight. Now there is a colourful glitzy bar at the entrance but there is no touting for custom. Before reaching the sordid end I should mention Ken Colyer’s Club in Great Newport Street which I visited only a couple of times as in those days there were Ken Colyer fans and there were Cy Laurie fans. According to one source the Skiffle club was opened on the first floor of the Roundhouse Pub in Wardour Street but the all nighter I attended was at the Skiffle cellar and my recollection is that it was at the basement level one went up for a walkabout Soho at 3 am rather than down. Ronnie Scott open at Gerrard Street in 1959 and is now in Frith Street with the Marquis also in Wardour Street. This led the way to the Piccadilly end and Cy Laurie.

Before then I did take a detour en route to Great Newport Street to close to Cambridge Circus where a whole side street is boarded at ground level as the buildings are being worked for development. Near here are still a couple of restaurants where I have had evening meals in the past along with several others in central Soho. There is also the Stockport, one of two locations in London and which offers two course simple fare for under £7 and are ideal if you want solid food and do not want to pay a premium for ambiance. As I went towards Great Windmill Street I did pass one open door way with a handwritten sign which said welcome and an arrow pointing up the stairs to Models. Until the Street Offences Act of 1959 the girls would parade all around Soho but after that they disappeared up 100 stairways offering models or massage.
Cy Laurie was located in a door in what was Ham Yard in Great Windmill Street and which no longer exists. It was close to the Windmill Theatre where the posing was still life and now boasts 100 young women in an international revue setting but there internet research indicates there are also areas for companies to arrange private night outs or few individual executives to spend their latest bonus. While the milk bar at the Piccadilly end has long gone there is still someone offering hot salt beef sandwiches and where I would sometimes eat what was my evening meal before joining others in the agreed pub of meeting, wondering if the young women were from across the way or literally off the street.

As it started to down pour as I left the Cineworld Trocadero I abandoned continuation of the Soho walkabout for the Underground and invested in a £5.60 zones 1 and 2 ticket. From the Circus I changed at green Park for the Jubilee and made my way two hours earlier than anticipated to the 02 Dome. The station with its two taxis zones and bus station has been completed and there is now a glass canopy walkway to the main entrance where bags and any technology is checked electronically together with a and held survey of the body. However there is continued work to one side of the outside of the Dome and there are major developments in the area between the Dome and the Pier head. I had a good walk around before finding a quiet seat close to the new permanent exhibition of the history of British music from 1945 and includes the Soho jazz scene remembered on my walkabout. Inside the Indigo 02 there was the offer of a £5 discount on the entrance price of £15 for adults and I did considered going there on Friday. Sunday remains a possibility.

The reason for finding a quiet location was eat my spicy chicken wings and juicy cherries. This was early around 5 so I then headed for the Slug and Lettuce where I found myself a window table overlooking the VIP entrance to the Indigo 02 and settled down to write these notes, read some Sons and Lovers and drink Peroni beer. Food and drink for the day had so far cost £11.60 from Marks and Spencer’s St Pancras and some fizzy water, I did not fancy the cherry flavoured still from a machine outside the Cineworld. This increased to £20 with the Peroni which I drank slowly in half pints. The door were opened at 7 and I made my way to a little queue at the public entrance around ten past and was surprised to find a good crowd inside.

The Indigo is bigger than anticipated with the ground level audience in a semi circle around the stage and along soft lit bar at the rear. I did attempt to explore the balcony which was roped off as explained by a burley gentleman who guarded the other stairway to the VIP lounge. My seat was in the last row of the first block of seat from the central aisle and I was able to have the aisle seat after no one showed up. I would say that the lower level was three quarters full and those at the far sides moved into thee spare more central seats at the first interval. The atmosphere is that of a nightclub and eminently suitable for jazz with a first class sound and lighting system. It was a bigger setting that three band have experienced since the late 1950’s.

The three bands performed separately and there was no collective of the three B’s or guest players from former times. It was in effect a commercial launch of the double CD
Boaters, Bowlers and Bowties which is a remix of 40 titles including their big hits and which include half a dozen songs by Ottilie Paterson. Copies were being sold for £15 at the concert although Amazon has then post free £12. There was some signing of copies for this price although I was not sure if all sold on night were included. For some the biggest disappointment was that Chris Barber with his Big Band was that he made no attempt to recapture his early sound except for two spirituals. One problem was the departure of his trumpet player Pat Halcox after fifty years and the early retirement of Ottilie Paterson after she developed throat problems in the late 1970’s.

It is also interesting that in otherwise excellent web site Chris does not mention that he played as part of the Cy Laurie Band in the early 1950’s along with Alan Elsdon and Al Fairweather and that George Melly first performed with the band in 1948 and it has always surprised that he never received recognition or popularity in the way many of the other did despite living and playing until the 1990’s. He died in 2002. There is a query about what happened to him between 1960 and 1968.Geerge became a living legend and I saw him perform with Mick Mulligan at the Great Windmill Street Club Ian Christie and Archie Simple were members of the group. Mick had problems with Alcohol and later managed George. He then retired to run a grocery store and also involved in horse racing where he had some success owning Forever my Lord.

Chris started out as a trombonist with Humphrey Littleton. It has also to be remembered that the original Ken Colyer band was in effect the subsequent Chris Barber with Pat Halcox replacing him. Ken wanted to play as authentic New Orleans style jazz as possible while Chris was interested in developing a more commercial sound. It was Monty Sunshine who had the million record sales with Petite Fleur, He formed his own band around 1960 but attended was what to have been a one off concert in Croydon in 1975 but they went on an international tour in the 1990’s. He retired in 2001 and is now in his 80’s. I was disappointed that he had Ottilie with Pat Halcox did not take a bow on stage. Lonnie Donegan the Banjo guitarist who established Skiffle with a washboard and tea chest base. He became an international artist achieving success in the US market and with a succession of top 30 hits. He died in 2002. My only public performance as a washboard player was the Finance Department annual dinner for Croydon Council in 1958.

Having said that some were disappointed that Chris did not replay his old music I like the sound of the Big Band and his decision to attract some fine younger musicians especially Zoltan Sagi who plays reed instruments, given his own age of 79 those in their forties to sixties are young!

The middle band of the evening was Acker Bilk and his Paramount Jazz men. He became known for his goatee beard, bowler hat and waistcoat in the middle 1950’s and then had the major hit Stranger on the Shore written for a TV series. Acker has a number of outstanding musicians with him notably Enrico Tomasso who was part of Roxy Music for a time and is generally considered one of the best jazz trumpet players of past forty decades. Strangers on shore with in the UK hit parade for almost a year. At the age of 80 he struggled more than most of his colleagues and it was not clear if the constant checking on what he was to do was an act or he is suffering the early stages of memory loss. He phased his performance with jokes which were OK. Man and his dog lost in the dessert with a supply of water and matches but no food so the begin to eye each other and the dog lost so eventually there was just a pile of bones so man says looking at he bones pity about that as his dog friend of many years liked a good bone. Jazz colleague lives in a small town with a great bakery where there is usually a small queue. Lady comes in and goes to the front and man says excuse me madam do not you realise there is a queue. She says if you were a gentleman you would not object, he says this is a bread queue not a life boat. There were another half dozen of the same standard but expanded. The final band was Kenny Ball who had commercial success with Midnight in Moscow which sold over a million copies and gained popularity in he USA. He is the only British Jazzman to have been made an honorary citizen of New Orleans. He learnt showmanship with Sid Phillips and Eric Delaney bands. One of the present band joined 50 years ago and another forty. His session was the most entertaining and he had the audience singing, standing on their feet and waving their hands at the end with All you need is love.

This brings me to the audience who were mainly grey haired who I spotted as they also came for a drink or perhaps a drink and light meal in the Slug and Lettuce beforehand. There were some young people often with parents grand parents. We also enjoyed jokes about being passed our bedtime, welcome again to a live concert after fifty years and where is the cocoa. I spoke with a couple who wanted to know if an aisle seat across the way was vacant as they husband was very tall around 7ft and his wife just a little shorter, He has only found out the concert after hearing Chris Barber on the radio the previous day and had rushed over to get tickets. When working on the Observer he worked with Wally Fawkes who worked also as a Cartoonist Trog who created Flook. He is now in is mid eights, has been married twice with six children, five who survive. He was a founder member of the Humphrey Littleton band and he also played with George Melly and John Chilton and the Feetwarmers. It was that kind of night. Chris mentioned his tour with Howard McGhee and Sonny Terry and this as occasion when Sandy Brown played When the Saints for about half an hour at the end of the Riverboat Shuffle to Margate and back and we had trouble docking on the return journey. I remember one the two visitors from the USA saying to other up on deck as were about to arrive. It blowing my mind man when the saints.

Meanwhile we all rushed to ensure we got on our way to our destinations in all four corners of London. Managed to catch a Jubilee line to London Bridge Station just before eleven thirty and against there was a train waiting for Kings Cross so I was back just after midnight, well more like 12.30 by the time I had settled in.

1759 Jazzin with Armstrong, the Chicago Stompers, Bogart . Bacall and Fireworks.

2009-07-12T15:08:00.000-07:00

I begin Jazz and Fireworks not with the visit to the Sage at Gateshead for a re-creation of the music of the early years of Louis Armstrong but a brief visit to Tynemouth for the Chicago Stompers from Italy who impressed me greatly last year and were appearing again in the 12 to 2 set on the Jazz stage adjacent to the Gibraltar Rock.

I had a difficult night in that the sleep was not restful and I woke feeling shattered and not doing anything at all, physical or mental activity. The morning was bright and going outside it was warm, too good to stay in, although I felt under some pressure to write, get the kitchen ready for the arrival of the washing although I had forgotten the previous occasion of non delivery on a Sunday morning and prepare for my trip to Nottingham next week. I was not at my best when setting off in the warm sunshine down the hill at a diagonal in the direction of the market place and the ferry. I had decided to travel only with the over the shoulder bag chair with a telescopic umbrella tucked inside as from recent experience the weather could change suddenly.

The Ferry service had promised a shuttle with two boats in use because of the festival and the closure of the Tyne Tunnel for the weekend and on arrival both ferries were across at North Shields with one just leaving and the other just arriving. The reason for this was soon apparent as we set off because we had to stop to one side to allow a gigantic transporter of motorcars, called a motor liner, to pass up the river lead and tailed by two pilot boats. This is a very chunky vessel as it has width as well as length and height. It was an awesome sight.

Arriving at the bus stop opposite the entrance to Ferry landing we had to wait nearly twenty minutes before the special free bus service arrived, having just missed one of the two regular buses and which had not waited for the arrival of the delayed ferry. In fact I learnt from one of the drivers of the two busses travelling to North Shields in one direction and Newcastle in the other that the free bus was waiting a round the corner for the two regular and fee paying customer buses to depart. By this time a second ferry had arrived although by the time passengers went on the two regular services there were fewer people waiting than I expected and we were all able to get on the free bus with ease. This takes passenger to one end of the Tynemouth High street which was full of families and couples taking advantage of the fine weather and free entertainment. There was a good crowd about with the various restaurants, bars and quick food outlets packed or with queues forming outside. Opposite the bus stop is a former church now described as “The Land of Green Ginger” and with a sub title “please enter all is not what is seems,” as a means of attraction interest in a centre which now specialises in stalls selling goods associated with health and healing and where the inside cafe also had an outside stall which was doing good business.

I had difficulty in making my way past one attraction where a contortionist Emma Kerger Bendy Em a former national Gymnast from Sydney Australia and drawn a crowd which spread across the road and pavements. The fine weather had also brought a good crowd to the grass area before the Jazz stage where the Chicago Stompers were already performing. I was able to find a space on the far side against railing to avoid my seat obscuring the view of anyone sitting on the grass. There were people standing two deep alongside the railings and around tithe benches on the main roadside.

I had seen the Stompers perform last year. They describe themselves as the Youngest Hot Jazz Orchestra in Italy. I would suggest that goes for England and most of Europe and the at least even if the musicians and singer appeared to be in their twenties with several in their early twenties. The group is based in Milano and this year performed at the Keswick Jazz festival as well as the Whitley Bay. The band are excellent musicians but also concentrate on presentation led by the vocalist Elena Pagnauzzi who introduces each song. She has a delightful personality and looks gorgeous, and has a good command of English. She only sang one number in Italian out of respect for a national musician who has recently died.

The musicians are Tiziano Codoro Cornet, Paolo Colombo Clarinet, Soprano Sax and vocals; Veronica Santagostino Baldi Tenor sax Clarinet Ukulele and Vocals; Gorigio Gallina Violin and Trombone; Mauro Porro Piano Reeds Salto C melody tenor soprano sax clarinet Cornet and also contributes vocal, Arrangements and transcriptions; Dario Lavizzari Banjo, Resophonic Guitar, Ukulele, Washboard, Piano and Vocals; Paulo Vanzulli Tuba, Drums, Vocals. Alexandro Rossi drums Percussion and Celesta. I mention the range of instruments to emphasise the versatility of the group. Added to this is their enthusiasm and the obvious enjoyment they have at playing. This was communicated to the very mixed audience. Standing the other side of railings was group of two couples one of whom was so impressed that he talked of getting information to hire the group for a beer festivals with which he is associated, I suspect he did not realise that they able to come to Britain and perform because of substantial subsidy from the Arts Council and other sponsors of the Jazz Festivals.

They performed many of their numbers on the latest 18 tune disk: It’s Tight Like That Oh Lady be Good, West End Blues, Don’t be Like That, Black Bottom. This is the second release with the first 12 numbers and from which they played, at least while I was there, having missed the opening numbers, On the Sunny Side of the Street, I’ll be a friend with pleasure, That’s my weakness now, and Borneo. Although each tune was named and introduced I failed to bring a notebook and pen with me.

I had been prepared to stay on but such was the enjoyment of the two hour performance that I new the subsequent local bands from Newcastle and Gateshead would be a disappointment. Despite the crowds this was only live music entertainment playing on the Saturday and free as Tynemouth priory grounds were closed for preparations for the evening concert by Scrip. This is a pay event and was sold out. On Sunday in addition to three more two hour performances on the Jazz stage (from Canada Switzerland and France) there would musical entertainment from the main stage with six bands or groups performing for an hour from Noon until six. Acts include a five piece soul band with international musicians, Zanf a Londoner of Scottish and Iranian Jewish Scottish, Teddy Thompson son of folk rock Richard and Linda, 90’s group Dodgy, a Newcastle band The Little Comets, and Hijak Oscar, of whom I know nothing. The cost of the visit was £1 in total for the half price ferry crossings.

On the return I took a bus to North Tyneside, to Wilkinson’s who had five of the black display albums which I bought plus one blue. Passing through the market I also bought two pounds of cherries for £2. They looked good and later I tried a couple and they are OK.

On Thursday before going to the Sage, I discovered that Chris Barber was on Tour with what he describes as a Big band, celebrating his sixty years of playing. He is 79, born in 1930. They were playing at Durham on Friday evening when I planned to travel to Leeds watch Durham play Yorkshire in the opening day of their championship game. It was looking at their itinerary that I found something wondrous amazing. There was to be a special concert in London at the former Millennium Dome in the small concert area called Indigo which would include the Acker Bilk and his Jazzmen and Kenny Ball. I was not a great fan of Kenny Ball although I have an LP. But I was there at the start of the Acker Bilk rise to fame and it was his band who played When the Saints Go Marching In for ages as the boat return from the Riverboat Shuffle to Margate one Sunday in 1958 or 1959 and which had blown the minds of Howard McGhee and Sonny Terry. The three bands in a special concert celebrating their lives. One could expect that others still alive from that era who once played with them would participate in some way. I will comment on the Long Playing records after attending the concert. When I returned from the Sage concert I attempted to book a ticket online as the event occurs on the third evening of my stay in central London. I had great difficult as the system flagged that I was already registered which I remembered was from the concert commemorating the life of Princess Diana at the new Wembley stadium attended by her sons and their friends. However I could not remember or find my password so had to change this, was given a temporary password but then this failed to work. Fortunately I found that they operated a 24 booking line and although it was after one am I spoke with an operative and got a seat on the ground floor of the hall about ten rows back which saves craning the neck and in the centre of the auditorium. Someone up there likes me despite all my shortcomings.

I had changed my mind several times during thee day whether to use public transport, or take the car all or part way to the Sage. I took the car arriving about an hour before the performance commenced, taking two rolls and half a small sweet melon for an evening meal together with a flask of coffee which I eat and drank in the car. At East I started to drink the coffee. The flask has an insert in cap which can be used to store milk or so I thought but it was empty and appeared to have drained into the flask. This had not been my intention as usually I make two separate cups with milk, put one in full and the other half, drinking then remainder . This time I poured in the black coffee before adding milk so resorted to the using the cap for the milk. The result was awful so I poured away the cup after taking a few sips.

This time I managed to pre pay the car parking charge of £3 for the evening in the correct way, remembering the problem that had arisen when last year I went to see the folk singer Judy Collins. At one point the entrance barrier stopped working and a column of cars built up with anxious mothers and their children, most daughters, made their way to the lifts down to the auditorium entrance level. There was a special concert involving young musicians which commenced at seven and was the reason why the main concert hall was not available. However I thought the use of the second hall, which is almost in the round with its red lighting and decor was an ideal venue for the recreation. Most of the audience had arrived for the three days of the Jazz Festival from all parts of the UK and further afield. One lady I overheard had flown in from the United States such is the reputation which has grown for the event. Most of the audience were in their fifties and older as were the musicians with one notable exception.

The man playing the role of young Louis Bent Persson comes from Sweden and is regarded as the best living exponent of playing in the early style of Louis for the years 1923 to 1929. Also from Sweden was the Banjo player Jacob Ullberger and from the UK trombonist Paul Munnery, the extraordinary tall drummer Nick Ward and Pianist Martin Litton together with Phil Rutherford on brass base. The star of the group was the Clarinettist Matthias Seuffert from Germany. He had taken the role of Benny Goodman last year and is a brilliant musician who plays with passion as well as skill. He was also youngest and appeared to be the leader of the group on stage.

There was no programme and writing in a small note book the numbers to remember resulted in my hands being covered in ink. I can read my writing though and can record that they played Squeeze Me, Weatherbird, West End Blues, Once in a while, Savoy Blues, Where did you stay last night, Santa Clause Blue Texas Mam Blues, King Porter Stomp, Wild Man Blues, Potato Head Blues, Alligator Crawl, Hotter than that, Ory‘s Creole Trombone.

Most of these numbers are included on a three CD set I acquired for £10 or less and which include Mabel’s Dream which I had not heard before and some of his signature favourites from his later years When it‘s sleepy time down south, Rocking Chair, Hello Dolly. Mack the Knife and When the Saints go Marching in. This was an acquisition from recent times I have three 10inch Long Play records bought between 1955 and 1957 over 50 years ago. I would have liked to have bought albums but the £5 a week income with which I received in those days had to cover everything.

On record contains information on the group The Hot seven formed in 1927 with Kid Ory his former group leader on trombone, Johnny Dodds the brilliant clarinettist, Johnny St Cyr on banjo and guitar, Li his wife nee Hardin on Piano, Baby Dodds on drums, and Pete Briggs on tuba. The album includes Willie the Weeper, Twelfth Street Rag, Alligator Blues, Chicago Breakdown and Wild Man Blues. No information is provided on the Classics album has When the Saints, West End Blues, Dipper Mouth Blues. Mahogany Hall Stomp and When its Sleepy time Down South.

Jazzin with Armstrong has some information with Strutting with some Barbecue, played at the Sage concert and refers to going about town with a Hot woman on your arm is a Hot five recording as is Tight Like this. Potato Head and Melancholy are Hot Seven recordings while Basin Street Blues is with 1929 Orchestra

It has not been jazz all the way as earlier in the week there was showing of the splendid Bogart and Bacall movie To Have and to have not. In several respects this is a reprise of his role in Casablanca. He is a worldly hirer out of his boat for fishing trips in a French colony now under the control of the Vichy government and the Nazi’s, Bacall is his serious female interest, he plays the role of some one who never talks of love, nor does Bacall, who as Slim is a pick pocket drifting from island to island, but who gets a job as a singer in the hotel bar club where they are staying and where the Pianist/ Singer is Hoagy Carmichael, a name little known to day but was an international recording star in the 1940’s. In this film Boart has a sidekick drunk played by Walter Brennan. Bogart is indifferent to politics and declines the pressure from the Hotel owner known as Frenchy, to clear the growing bill by undertaking work smuggling in people who are part of the French resistance. When he Nazis arrive and start pushing him. Slim and the sidekick around Bogart takes sides against them and assists the underground. The trio do a runner together at the end of the film leaving the resistance to dispose of the remaining Nazi’s. In 1944 the film would have raised morale on both sides of the Atlantic and it remains enjoyable over sixty years later.

And now to the Fireworks. On the Saturday evening of the Mouth of the Tyne festival there is a prolonged display usually involving large figures and constructions in South Shields as a form of contemporary artwork. There is an event by the Gypsy Green Stadium at one end of the official promenade and which slowly progress along to the car park below the Hill on which I live. The event commences at 9.30 and should end with a firework display around 11 when it dark and cold. In the first year not knowing the time table I went to Gypsy Green but had to retire because I was not dressed for the late evening cold but got to see the fireworks from the hill seeing a succession of neighbours make their way to join those who parked their cars having travelled from other parts of the Borough and beyond. Last year I just went over for the fireworks and this year I had planned to attend the whole event in the evening, after first going to the supermarket for milk, rolls and pastries for the next three days. It was cold even with the jacket and coat and it started to rain, just spots but all inclination to spend over an hour in the night air vanished, especially as I felt tired. I considered going over to overlook around 10.30 but body told me otherwise. I live about 100 yards from the edge of the hill with perhaps another 100 yards or more from where the fireworks are set off. I was shaken by the sound of the fireworks commencing around 10.45/ More than gunfire this was rocket bomb and windows at the back of the house reverberated. At Seaburn the windows had this when during the annual air display at the end of July jet planes had zoomed away over the house, but this was not just louder but the effects stronger. I bet there are complaints. While the fireworks lasted some 15 minutes there were sounds which I assume came from the constructs and figures until approach 11.30 pm. I assume the timing is scheduled to coincide when the ending of the rock concert so that those attending can watch the display as a finale before going home or coming over to South Shields for the night clubs. Just as I was writing this on Sunday night there was a brief burst of fireworks, presumable those left over from last night if part of sequence had not fired. It was earlier around 10.30 although I would be surprised if anyone remained on the seat front as the official events end early evening. Well I never.

1754 Carmen , Vieux Jazzmen, Cat Balou and the Black Swan

2009-07-06T01:06:00.000-07:00

Saturday did not begin well for me with a series of long bad dreams as I woke again early and seemed to be in a cycle of restlessness on return, the long dream and waking almost as soon as I had settled. In fact having gone to bed before 11pm it was a good sleep overall of eight hours but did not seem so at the time. It si the first occasion that I can recall a series of bad dreams whose subjects I have unintentionally suppressed which serves to underline that I should have made notes on waking as I cannot now work out the cause. There was also no indication on rising of the weather for the day although the forecast was of clouds, some sun and the possibility of heavy showers.

In the afternoon I put the smaller folding chair over my shoulder and made my way through North Marine to South Marine and new bandstand where the Vieux Carre Jazzmen were playing two sets between 2 and 4. The band named after a quarter of New Orleans was formed in the 1950’s and is based in Newcastle and North Tyneside playing regularly at the Corner House Hotel Newcastle and the Cullercoats Crescent club. I saw them last perform at the Mouth of the Tyne Festival last year Rock of Gibraltar area Jazz stage area. They play a British style of Traditional Jazz with an emphasis on individual solos within a number a la Christ Barber and Mick Mulligan rather than Ken Colyer and Cy Laurie. They are used to performing to people of all ages and situations although these days the audience tends to be my age than students. This was so as the 100 odd crowd spread out over the wide area of grass and concrete steps was of my generation. Some families did stop for a while but one granddad and day who topped were met with a constant when we going tot he park granddad, to which granddad saying we are in the park and will go to the beach in a while met with continued resistance.

The performance which comprised only four of the six listed players covered standards such as Alexander’s Rag Time Band, I can’t give you Anything but love, Baby and Georgia on my Mind. It was good solid professional music but lacked originality and passion. I stayed for the first set and decided to make my way back around 3. Earlier in the day there was the opening parade of the summer festival in which school children in costumes and marching bands went from eh Town Hall through the town centre along Ocean Road to the Bents park where an afternoon of activities was arranged for those who wished to participate. As Bents park is just across the road from the Bandstand, the loudspeaker announcements and music sometimes clashed and drowned out the Jazzman which was not good planning on the part of the local authority organisers.

During the day I watched chunks of two films. The Black Swan is a great piece of nonsense which I saw as a child, released in 1942 it was standard fare at either the mid week Odeon Wallington showings ire the Saturday morning club between 1945 and 1950 when I was a regular attender. It featured the pre and post war Heart throb Tyrone Power and the real man’s woman Maureen O’Hara. George Sanders and Anthony Quinn played miscreants of the upper and lower classes as usual. For some reason I remembered the film as the Black Pearl and got caught up with the information on the Pirates of Caribbean series until checking the Tyrone Power filmography. The film has its background the life of Henry Morgan the Welsh privateer who plundered Spanish ships in the Caribbean and who was knighted and made acting Governor of Jamaica and came under attack from the former Governor who had the support of the semi autonomous local Council. In the film power becomes the assistant to Morgan and sets out to prove that there is dirty work afoot to discredit his hero and who takes with him the she protests too much daughter of the rival governor.

On return from the Jazz in he Park I watched the main part of Cat Balou, a film I have not seen for several years although I have enjoyed more than once before. The film brought an academy award for Lee Marvin as an old drunk gunslinger hired by Jane Fonda to protect her father and his ranch from a development corporation who have hired another gun fighter to harass and eventually kill the obstinate owner. Jane who has been away to a convent school and trained as a teacher encounter two young petty criminals on the train home who she subsequently invites to help her thinking that they are gunfighters or at least will defend her is sadly mistaken although a romance develops with one of them.

When her father is killed Cat determines on revenge and robs a train carrying the payroll of the development company. . Lee Marvin then sobers up and kills the hitman murderer and Cat poses as a prostitute to gain the attention of the Development company boss who is killed in a struggle. Cat is caught and sentenced to by hung but escapes at the last moment. Among those also in the film are Nat King Cole as the Sunrise Kid and Stubby Kaye as Professor Sam the shade. There is also the appearance of Butch Cassidy!

In the evening I watched a remarkable passionate and moving performance of Carmen. The performance lasted three hours and excluded the intervals which meant it was the full original score and libretto and which I have known reduced to one and half hours. The German State Opera production was conducted by Daniel Barenboim and features to singers who for once looked and acted their parts with extraordinary levels of passion and sensitivity. Marina Domashenko was unknown to me but appears to have made her name through Carmen while Rolando Villazon was very convincing with a voice which is powerful and sensitive. The news that he has had to cancel some appearances this year earlier than anticipated prior to an operation is disturbing although both artists have recordings which provide posterity with the best of their work to-date. As with the Met Performance of Madam Butterfly I would pay real money if I had it attend performance of these two singers. I was in bed by 11pm once more.

1750 Bruce Springsteen at Glastonbury

2009-06-29T14:52:00.000-07:00

The weekend and Monday has been dominated by the Boss at the Glastonbury. This is first time Bruce Springsteen has participated in the Festival and to mark the event the BBC is showing for 24 hours non stop an hour long special of part of his two hours and a half show which went to the close on 1 am on Sunday morning at the Pyramid Stage. It is just as well that the BBC has now given priority to showing this special because having waited and waited to witness something of the live performance Saturday evening only the last half an hour was shown because of priority given to the other act on the other stage. Bruce is nearly sixty and shows more energy and enthusiasm for live performance than many a third of his age. I only wish I could remember the lyrics and had the ability to carry tunes to join in in the way that the majority of the tens of thousands attending the concert.

I have been to three live concerts, at Newcastle Football stadium in the 1970’s, at Sheffield in the 1980’s and in 2003 at Crystal Palace. I have many of his records on LP album, music and video tape and CD

The best is the 40 box set of 5 albums of live show recordings 1975-1985.I no one no one who performs with such vigour and enthusiasm creating an extraordinary atmosphere of joy, delight and wonder. You are excited, moved and drained to the point of exhaustion long before he finishes although I must admit most the audience usually end the evening wanting more.

From his first album Greetings from Asbury Park which I have on tape I enjoy Blinded by the Light Spirit in the Night and It is hard to be a saint in the City with the latter on the live albums

From his second release The Wild, the Innocent and the E Street Band my favourite is Sandy, 4th July Asbury Park. Rosalita is also on the live records. I have the LP and a tape.

It is from next four albums that most of his established anthems were created. The third Born to Run includes Thunder Road and Born to Run (both on the Glastonbury BBC set) which together with Backstreets are on the album. I also like Meeting across the river and Jungleland.I have the record ans the tape.

I especially enjoy the River 2 LP set and on record and a tape with Independence Day, Two Hearts, Hungry Heart, Cadillac Ranch as well as The River on the live album and where Out in the Street was in the BBC set, I also like Sherry Darling and the Price you Pay.

I have the Nebraska Album on CD and Tape where Atlantic City is one of my favourites of all his songs, and with Reason to Believe is on the live albums. My Father’s House memorable.

I also have the Born in the USA Album which was his peak in terms of lasting hits with Cover me, I’m on Fire, No Surrender, Bobby Jean. Glory Days, Dancing in the Dark and My home town, all on he live albums.

I also have his next five albums some on CD which come after the live set and which I do feel match his earlier work. From The Luck Town Album I like If I should fall behind and Souls of the Departed. Again he does not play much from the Human Touch where my favourites are 57 Channels and nothing on, With Every Wish and Roll of the Dice From Tunnel of Love Album I enjoy When You’re alone, All that Heaven will allow and Walk Like a Man. From The Rising CD I like into the Fire, Lonesome Day, and Waiting on a Sunny Day together with the title song. I also have the CD Ghost Town of Tom Joad with My Best was never good enough and Galveston Bay and Youngstown.

Some of the later numbers are included in his unplugged album which includes Better Days and Darkness at the Edge of Town.

I have not acquired his more recent albums Devils and Dust, We Shall overcome the Seeger sessions, Magic and Working a dream but I was able to listen all of Seeger on the Springsteen site at one point.

Glastonbury of course is Glastonbury, the institution, festival of all festivals in Europe with four main stages and a several dozen others including circus acts, the Jazz stage, Dance with DJ’s for new groups, mild erotica groups, films, environmental and the weird and the wonderful.

I have not been a Lily Allen fan but I enjoyed her set as third end of bill on the Pyramid stage on the first night, but the night was stolen by the extraordinary Lady Gaga with the most outrageous costumes and sounded OK. I am not a Neil Young fan or of the Specials. I listened to Kasabian and Blur, Enjoyed Status Quo Rocking all over the world which opened I was there Live Aid and also the Madness set. Tom Jones was very wicked which sixty year olds can be. Tony Christy at Glastonbury, shows how the event has changed but everyone appeared to know the word of his recently revived number. I’m on my ay to Amarillo

Lady Gaga’s appearance was on the Other Stage on Friday Night appearing before the Tings Tings who three years ago were watched by under 100 people on the introduction stage and last year had several thousand because of the hit know my name or whatever it is called, She is a talented lass who can play instruments as well as shriek out numbers. There were several shriekers this year. I have the first Franz Ferdinand Album and enjoyed their set on Saturday, I must listen to Maximo Park on the I player. I also caught most of Jarvis Cocker on the John Peel Stage. However the great hit this year on this stage is Florence who has admitted the group did not have more to play after doing all their first album. She will be moved to the Pyramid next year such was the enthusiasm of the audience. I caught the Black Eyes Peas on the Jazz stage but not Rolf Harris!. They did not show Ray Davies or Georgie Fame from the Acoustics stage and I will need to check if they are on I player. Will Young and the Blockheads made one of the Dance stages. The big disappointment was the Basement Jacks of Jazz because of the loss of the loss the lead singer and where was Reverend and the Makers whose performance last year was great?

1226 Judy Collins and Folk Music

2009-04-12T15:24:00.000-07:00

Last night I experienced a living Legend, the third this year and the first of a trio of folk singers who summoned up my generation. The other legends were Ritchie Havens and Don Mclean and the three original folk singers who came together in Greenwich Village, New York along with Arlo Guthrie and Peter Paul and Mary were of course Bob Dylan and Joan Byes. The legend is Los Angeles born but Colorado raised Judy Collins. I must confess that while I bought the my generation records of Joan Byez and Bob Dylan, I never took to the pure sound of Judy Collins in the same way although whoever I heard her sing on TV usually associated to a visit to the UK. This was a pity because as last night demonstrated, with the maturity that comes from loving and loss, especially the death of her only son, her voice now has an expressive richness and vulnerability which she accompanies with a highly professional, but spontaneous account of her experience which she also delivers with great humour .

It was bitterly cold last night, as I set off earlier than recent instances for live events, in the hope of getting to Smiths for the latest fantasy DVD. The local branch closed at five so I thought I get to Newcastle in time to park the car and go to the central branch as it was late shopping night, alas forgetting the traffic into the city, although it was the cold which led be to abandoning the idea and settling for an exceptionally large helping of exceptionally hot and exceptionally spicy vegetable soup, with a hot roll for an excellent value £2.50. After this I made my way to the music library and internet set run by the local authority Library service, read three magazines about jazz reflecting on how out of touch I was with contemporary artists appearing at various festivals and which proved a jog to listen more to the jazz the great 24 hour jazz digital station which is available through Sky or online, and then when a listening seat became available, by chance the selection included the latest Judy Collins album released earlier the year on the songs of Lennon and McCartney.

As I do on such occasions I review my records, in this instance of Folk music which had continued to be wide ranging and mostly international although I do have a 1950's 1960's era record The Industrial muse which includes the Durham Lockout and a dozen other Miner's tunes, which had been brought out of the cupboard, so to speak because yesterday I commence to write about the industrial heritage aspect of my summer walking, Rivera, ancient purchased bought for 10p from Woolworth along with three 10p or 20p records of Nina Simone is called Songs of the Revolution by a brought together group called the Tolpuddle Martyrs and was brought out in the era of 1960's protest to appeal to the likes of me although the records were sold in the late 1970's early 1980's when vinyl started to go out of fashion, and tapes were the in thing. One of my earliest folk records was the Alan Lomax Blues in he Mississippi night. It was several de I acquire a three volume anthology of African Tribal Music and Dances and a similar volume of Traditional Songs and Dances of Greece although it was in Greece that I bought my first Album by Dora Stratou. I only have vinyl of Farewell Angelina by Joan Byez, Dylan's The Times they are a Changing and Leonard Cohen's songs. Leonard Cohen was discovered and brought to public attention by Judy Collins and last night she sang his Suzanne, My search for Folk tapes revealed a forgotten double recording of Don Mclean live at the Dominion at one end of Tottenham Court Road across the way from the Tube station which was a place which I have regular used over the year as a meeting point for 100 Oxford Street, the former 2is coffee bar in Soho Square, Foyle's and Collets bookshops, and I nearly became a trainee buyer at Heals, the Furniture Store in 19597, when the offer of a job was received in the post after interview and then withdrawn, at a time when I was interviewed as a management trainee in factory making plastic and selling up market cigarette machines in pubs and clubs, interviewed in a bar by a couple of Sloane Rangers. I also have Joan Byes Speaking of Dreams and Recently, the Magic Album and two compilations, one from 1977. The Dylan's is a great compilation of some 45 songs which I also now have on CD. I also have bought CD's of Buffy St Marie, the indigenous American born on the Piapot Cree Reserve in the Qu' Appelle valley. More on this remarkable song writer, singer and educator another time.

Back to the concert where I had a second row seat immediately opposite Judy when she played the piano and sang some of her own compositions at the commencement of the second half. It is perhaps an indication that she has failed to command the longevity of public acclaim of Dylan and Byez as Dylan still plays to Arena's with several thousand seats, I could not get a ticket for Byez in the 1500 seat Hall 1 at the Sage earlier in the year but Judy was consigned to the second 500 seater hall although there was standing customers around the balconies.

The continuing influence of her father was apparent throughout the concert in the way that she spoke of him and his life and it was also evident that she still has positive feelings for Stephen Stills of Crosby Stills and Nash who she mentioned she recently had dinner with, and his life and her grand daughter. However she did not touch on other painful periods of her life but tested audience reaction with references to some of her radical activities mentioned the late sixties anti Vietnam Grosvenor Square demo and her current preoccupation reference to Bring the boys back home brought no audience response. One explanation for the loss of standing in the business that following the suicide of son aged 33 on 1992 she had along period of depression and substance abuse and it was not until 2002 that she was able to talk about the process of recovery in Sanity and Grace (Truth, therapy, Trust, Try, Treat Treasure and Thrive). So last night for me became more than a concert in which to relive past events but it was quickly event that this was a woman who had confronted the truth and overcome the guilt, accepted the need for counselling and the to express emotions, together with the need to for self discipline to avoid or limit the need for drugs of all kinds, including overeating as a means of dealing with loss and pain, the need to take care and control of the body through exercise and meditation, the keeping alive of memories through writing and keeping a journal and being positive, hopeful, open to love and to others and that it is possible to rebuild a life. However as is always the case when one who has been there, or is there encounters another, you recognise the fragility and the precariousness.

1220 U2 at the Customs House South Shields and the Waterbabies

2009-04-06T13:12:00.001-07:00

When I woke on Friday November 15th I had no reason to suppose that that would become a special day, the kind that you cannot plan and if you are lucky they will happen when you least expect. I could see that the sun was shining but when I went outside, I was surprised to find that it was pleasantly warm and I did not need to button my coat. I nevertheless took the car as I needed to go to the west side of the city of Sunderland to the Staples office store for some punched pockets. Parking the car at Asda I walked to Smith's for the Daily Mail DVD, the Water Baby's Charles Kingsley tale to bring to public attention the plight of chimney sweeps and other poor and orphaned children forced into labour. I then continued to the Market place already busy with most stall holders fully operational and into Wilkinson's mainly for some glitter glue, and could I find it eventually calling upon an assistant which led to finding that the containers its packaging had been redesigned and the price also reduced, half the cost of those available at Staples. While in the store I bought toothpaste, disposable razors, washing up sponges and some Christmas goodies for me and for presents. I had my haversack but also needed a plastic carrier. At Asda I bought fruit, fresh vegetables, prawns in shell, bread rolls with tops baked with cheese, 12 for £1 and a treat mince pies in puff pastry. It was 12 .30 before returning from Staple's and time for lunch, but this was delayed while I excitedly opened the post because there was not one but two envelopes with a postmark from Scotland which I knew meant possibly two winning sums in the latest Premium Bond Draw, it was nothing spectacular (and which I would not have mentioned it had been) but a welcome one of £50 and the second of £100.

After lunch, Cimbatta rolls with salad and a little Italian Salami, I then remembered it was someone's birthday, and then discovered it has passed, so to make amends I packaged a gift and went off to the post office, deciding to also pay in the two cheques. It had been so pleasant earlier that I walked and I had only proceeded half way down the hill when I encountered a white van, bigger than a transit, with U2 UK on the side facing and a man with a clip board coming over to seeking guidance about the location of Oceans Road, (confusing with the film Oceans Eleven I am guessing) as the address of the small hotel/guesthouse was Ocean Road. Parallel to where we were, and could be viewed down the next road leading down although, the next had to be taken as the first was blocked at the end. The man was disappointed with his Tom Tom but I explained that he might have a super intelligent navigational aide, admitted unlikely, because he was unlikely to find a parking space in Ocean Road itself and would have to park in one of the side streets. Before sending the vehicle on its way I checked that this was a tribute band but it was only as I reached the bottom of the hill that I kicked myself for not asking where they were playing.
It was a very pleasant afternoon with use being made of the outside tables and the seats in the main shopping area. Two middle age women were enjoying a drink, one a glass of white wine, outside the Chase bar, next to the new Beach Bar and it felt good to be alive, commenting about the weather and my premium bond success with the bank cashier and that I also seen two young women dressed as kittens and several others, older school girls in pyjamas. It is Children in need appeal night.

I then thought, 'Why not?' which can be unwise at my age. There is Freedom from and Freedom to. Why not continue the walk down to the Customs House Theatre, restaurant bar cinema and art gallery to see if my hunch was correct that U2 UK were appearing this weekend.

It was a glorious walk to the riverside with the a blinding full sun casting its rays by the next North sea ferry already loading vehicles although its sailing was over an hour away. All the refurbishments and changes at the Custom's House complex have not been completed with the connecting first level walkway to the offices and other facilities in the adjacent building. I can never walk this way now without remember that on my mother's 100th birthday the white stretched limo stopped here while she and the visitors looked at the view and an a care assistant explained about the demolished La Strada which is now an amusing art work

U2 Uk was performing at 7.30 so I bought a ticket for £11.30 concession and booking fee and returned home with a spring in step although a little apprehensive because the poster boasted, the best Tribute band in the UK Loud, Live and in Your Face. What had I done? On my way up the hill the primary school children were going home all dressed in pyjamas and dressing gowns and a neighbour confirmed that it was in aid of the BBC Children in Need programme which raises tens of millions of pounds each year with thousands sponsored events of this nature.

I felt tired so I had a little sleep and watched the Water Babies before a quick evening meal, a glass of red wine, a few olives and a ready made dish of pieces of sausages in pasta. I only had a vague memory of the Water babies story. I knew it was about a boy chimney sweep, but I could not remember anything about the part played by the water babies except that it was sad and that I had believed in such fairy stories for many years and have never recovered since learning that Never Never land was the figment of the human imagination.

The 1978 DVD film is a top notch production with James Mason as Grimes and Bernard Cribbins as his accomplice. An aging David Tomlinson plays the Squire Justice and Billy Whitelaw a multitude of roles, Joan Greenwood the wife of the justice and among the voices in animated sequence are David Jason, Lance Percival and Jon Pertwee. I thought the chase sequence was overlong and there was one brief part of the underwater sequence which some young children might find a little frightening but overall it will be enjoyed by children of all ages although most will not know what a chimney sweep is although I inherited a set of brushes and extension rods with this property.

I am very impressed with the refurbishment of the former customs house which has more comfortable seating than that at, well I cannot think of anywhere with better seating and as was quickly evident it can cope with the full lighting, smoke, visuals and sound requirements of the Tribute Band.

I was at the 1986 Live Aid appearance of U2 which made them Internationally famous and one of the best known and loved bands in the world to this day. Before the concert I already had , October, 1981 with Stranger in a Strange Land, I Fall down, With a Shout; War 1983 with Sunday Bloody Sunday, New Years Day Two hearts beat as one and Surrender, and also in 1983 Under a Blood Red Sky, with I will follow and New Years day and The Unforgettable Fire with Pride, Bad and 4th of July, and after the concert appearance. I also acquired The Joshua Tree 1987 with Where the Streets have no name, I still haven't found what I am looking for, which used to be personal anthem, With or without you, Running to stand still and In God's Country and Zooropa 1993 with, Some days are better than others, and The first time. I had not played the records for a number of years until last year in September I watched a DVD of The Elevation tour Concert at Boston so before this evening I knew the songs and knew something of Bono the performer, although at Live Aid there was only time for two numbers.

It was only after the show that I realised I had seen the lead Paul Collyer, in Stars in Your Eyes. The amazing thing is that the two other members of the band, Simon (Edge) and Ady (Adam) had placed an advertisement to find someone to play Bono 12 months before Paul did so and in the same local paper. Some things are Kismet although I am more inclined to the Peter O'Toole. In Lawrence of Arabia, Nothing is written unless you write it, to which must be add be ready for all the consequences.

My seat was at the end of row E the first of the banking and the first comment is one of shock in that when they said loud, they meant LOUD to the point of nearly being unbearable. One local wag behind me appealed, turn it up, I can't hear, after the first blasting. I understood why the ticket sales assistant had given me the kind of look which said, "Are you sure you wanna do this? Until now I used to think that Elki Brooke at Newcastle City Hall was loud, and the best way to describe the sound is that 50 years ago I experienced for the first time a traditional jazz band in the confines of a small windowless basement. This was the same sound amplified and literally in your face as I sat within feet of one of the banks of amplifiers. The greater part of a row of young people in front of me disappeared to other parts of the auditorium after the interval.

This was physical music, your whole being throbs with it and is summed up with the song about losing control its rock and roll.. My second comment that the band also kept its word about providing a multi media show recreating some of the arena stages effects of U2 tours but when this is achieved in an auditorium seating only 400 including the circle, the effect is more spectacular. However put to one side the volume and the stage effects and you are left with a lead singer and three other musicians. How did they do?

I have experienced live music for 50 years with no one until now competing with Bruce Springsteen, and although his concerts are Marathons he paced himself as he got older with seeing him in Newcastle in the late seventies, Sheffield in the 80.' and Crystal Palace in the 90's. I thought Paul Collyer was brilliant on a level with the greatest of actors who make you believe they are the part they are playing, moreover he rarely takes breath and gives a performance of passionate intensity, supported by three men who if you met them in the street you would not immediately think great rock star musicians, but great they are individually and collectively, and the poster which includes the comment, the UK's greatest tribute band, may not be an exaggeration. I have only experienced a handful of tribute band/ performers before with the Roy Orbison outstanding and memorable, and Dusty Springfield a close second, so I am not in a position to make a judgement.

Tonight the audience remained seated during the first half and had to be coaxed into singing and clapping in time which suited me as the six hours of the Concert for Diana in the summer had found me feeling my age in the second half and welcoming each sitting down film clip. However the prolonged value for money encore, had almost everyone standing and stomping and yelling their heads off. I knew it was going to be a good night when one the young ladies entering my row stumbled and fell into my arms, but that second half and finale of U2 UK was something else. One nice touch is that half the price of seats bought on the day was donated to Children in Need and a Children in Need Teddy bear was auctioned and went for £50. Another is that the band came out to the foyer and said hullo to anyone and everyone who cared to say hullo to them.

Well they must be something critical? Well only a little moan that the official internet site says they were playing tonight in Newcastle. Now if I had decided not to go out this afternoon or left earlier or later by only a matter of seconds or chosen a different route , I would have stayed home and watched the Children in Need Appeal. For once I have to say that something was written for me. More Please.

Talking of auctions, and the dangers of being caught up in the Euphoria of an event there was another memorable Timothy Small performance on Thursday night on BBC 1, playing a cab driver who meets a school friend who has married his school days first lover and gets invited to a charity do which they are attending, where in order to impress the former girlfriend he bids £1400 for a set of autographed snooker balls, money he does not have, goes to work still under the influence and is fined and has his licence taken away and has his cab wrecked by a customer although all this is put into perspective when his wife is suspected of having cancer, but which fortunately is diagnosed as a treatable cyst. Timothy will be the first to admit that his image is not that of a romantic lover or a Don Juan but his performance was more than credible as was that of his wife who could accept anything that had her husband had done if he was able to show he cared for her in a way which she could believe. However I would love to know what a set of autographed snooker balls of all the greats would really fetch at auction. Today we are in the hands of the Israeli's who need to get at least a draw at home to the Russians for us to qualify for the finals of the European cup, and for the Manager to keep his job. Scotland need to beat Italy to get through and both matches are on the telly, although one clashes with the X Factor final. This reminds of the comment heard on the first of my walks about town on Friday, "Howay man, he's always watching that bloody football."

1193 and Mozart

2009-04-06T13:12:00.000-07:00

After this combination of mass slaughter and spectacular bravery and self sacrifice I was in the mood for Mozart, and for Mozart live at the Sage. I have waxed enthusiastically before at these buildings within a glass shell on the Gateshead bank of the Tyne with the famous Newcastle Road Bridge to the left and the new Millennium pedestrian and cycle Bridge to the Right where is also located the Baltic Contemporary Art centre, across the an elegant hotel and the Law concerts and an area of night life for adults, the Biggs market is for kids. The outer structure is not beautiful or as iconic the gherkin in the city, although designed by the same architectural firm, but inside it beats anything anywhere especially the Royal festival Hall concert building. First there is the sense of space with outside concourse acting as a veranda deck on which to one side it is possible to hold outdoor concerts and inside the vastness has the cultural impact of any cathedral, except it appear taller and longer and wider. At ground floor you do not immediate gain an impression of height of the concert halls. At the Baltic side entrance and the most popular with its access from the car parks there is the public music centre and library where you can or read anything about music, make enquires or use the banks of internet stations. There and large modern toilets as part of the lower structure of the concert halls, modern type of booking and information centres, and cloakroom.

Between the two halls there is an expensive bar and snack meal facility where although my plain and excellent coffee only cost £1.30 a cup of the more frothy kind and a small glass of wine cost the man before me £5.10. To one side there us an open plan restaurant, expensive but on in the same league as haute and nouvelle restaurant in sky at the Baltic. Unless you wish lose weight or are energetic it is wise to use the vast lifts to gain entry into the first level of the concert halls. That to the upper level of the main Hall appears to be the highest and steepest single stretch stairway have ever seen, but the central stairways are more conventional in stages and here there is also the inside veranda with its bar, and discrete coffee and ice cream. At this level between the two main halls there is a rehearsal, experimental music hall where earlier in the day, there had been a symposium on obstetric anaesthetics.

You still do not get any idea of the nature of Hall two from the entrance, or I made way my way for the second occasion to the second of three seating level designed like the Globe Shakespearean theatre and by coincidence or did I select from a plan got the same seat as before overlooking the stage from the side and with the first seat of the front row. The lighting was a softer red tonight not the glowing red for the Ritchie Havens concert. There first surprise is the depth of hall below, as those entering at the main level go down into the main auditorium which also as two separated levels above its floor. However it is when you look up that the WOW factor hits you because above the third level balcony the space between them and the lighting balcony is about the same as the three levels below and the ceiling soars for some distance above the lighting level. The hall is cylindrical with the stage at one end and only allowing for a single row of seats, with one row of standing overlooking. There are two rows of seat is around the rest of the higher levels with standing option and although the hall is cylindrical the layout of the seating suggest twelve angled sides with those at the side appearing longer than those at the ends. My only criticism is that unamplified voice and sound does not carry well to the heights as it does across the auditorium. My created image is a false one because I have failed to mention that the total seats are around 400 with the consequence of a great intimacy especially for those sitting at the front stalls on the same level and a couple of feet away from the musicians.

And so to the music, A Mozart Flute quartet, a clarinet quintet and a quintet for Piano and winds performed by members of the Northern Sinfonia Chamber Concert. A little irritation is that there was no advance publicity on which pieces were to be played nor was a programme available. However I recognised the Flute quartet in D Major 285 as I have a vinyl recording going back to when I was a very young man, and was able to confirm the numbering from the internet as the first reference was to a recording by Laurel Zucker where both this quartet and those in A and C major can be heard 40 mins of music for free, amazing and to be listened again in full tomorrow. I have the Clarinet concerto although the quintet sounded very similar and this was confirmed when I looked up the played piece and heard and read the notes. Both pieces are written for the bassest clarinet which is about a third longer that the usual because of having four additional. In both pieces the work is distributed amongst the players with the clarinet and the flute primus inter pares. These contrasted from the piano and winds quintet which is ensemble. I did not know the Piano and Wind quintet and had difficulty in getting a free online recording until a You Tube excerpt so picture plus the sound. For this performance and the clarinet I had a direct view of the soloist but for the flute I had to strain as the musician was under my direct view so I relaxed closed my eyes and listened intently. As has been commented about Mozart he is never short of notes which reflects his portrayed (Amadeus) excitable hyperactive nature, which is also reflected in his prolific productivity.

I quickly forgot the potential parking problem as the car park was full on arrival and I risked one of the unused places designated for the disabled. I need not have worried as on exiting they were all occupied by owners who were not displaying certificates and every other conceivable area was also occupied including some on precarious slops. On return I took of the suit suitable for the event and comfortable but I must get another for everyday use leaving for the unexpected special, but like having a crazily organised disorder of a home but a front room to admit visitors who of course never come and I would be put out if they did unexpectedly because of the layer of dust. I was pleasantly relaxed but hungry and resisted the temptation for a bacon roll settling for one with cheese. I was in a better state, almost pleased with my being except that I could not answer the question, what have to done for other's today that will be valued by them?

1189 Don McClean Starry Starry Night and Vincent

2009-04-03T04:22:00.000-07:00

By carefully selecting the artists I pay to see, I am rarely disappointed, To-night was a major investment paying £30 to make the journey to Newcastle and sit in an overheated uncomfortable hall with poor acoustics and if you sit close to one side you can hear traffic in the quiet moments. The Civic Hall in Newcastle is best experienced listening to singers or groups with loud bands where you can stand up to avoid cramp or antagonising neighbours in the rest of the row because you want to tap feet and generally get with it. There is an upper tier called the balcony with about 300-400 seats facing the stage and 200 at each side. Here you sit facing the other side and have to hold your body and head angled to view the stage. There is around 2000 seats in all.

My last visit was over five years ago for memorable night with local lad Bryan Ferry and where the televised version of the show is replayed from time to time. Another great night was with Phil Collins who brought a full band and where a programme about Genesis is also being replayed on the new to me Sat channel Mainstreet. One of the few singers watched twice there is Elkie Brooks, who upped the sound volume of her band several dimensions above everyone else.

The ticket promised doors open at 8pm which is a giveaway that the main act could be expected around nine. I had messed up most of my day before arriving early enough to enjoy half a pint of Fosters and a bag of crisp. Some Kentucky type fried chicken and the rest of Monday's tined potatoes and runner beans for a mid morning brunch, a salami sandwich for afternoon tea so I needed the crisps to keep me going before a midnight consumption of a salmon salad prepared for eating before the show, put left as I did not feel like it at the time.

Staying up to 4 am did not help of course with the planned early start to out and sort out my mother's bank account and pay the Funeral Bill, and decided on a new gas cooker. The first task on rising slowly about 10.30 am was to find out how to change my credit card pin number to a common one for all such cards, from the replacement card which had arrived in the post and was immediately activated. I failed to log on and then discovered that although I was on Broadband I could not dial out. The mobile was used first to try and connect with faults but after being told I had to wait on line for at least six mins I took the advice I tried the online system. I explained that all three extensions offered clicking, replace the handset and try again advice, or nothing and the mobile check came up busy. The on line check came up clear and eventually I was telephone and advised to use a couple of phones with the test socket in the master box, which for some extraordinary reason had been fitted at the top of the window and required a step ladder to reach. However this worked but the credit card line was busy and unusually there was no wait for a customer service adviser standby option so this meant I was unsure I would be able to use the card to pay the funeral bill, and by the time all this was done it was lunch time and I needed a siesta after having the cooked meal at midday. So I watched some college football, completed 47 level one games of computer chess before I failed to prevent a draw and had to start all over again. Yesterday I forgot to mention that England won the third and therefore series game against Sri Lanka and Ian Botham was shown receiving his knighthood from the Queen. I remember the day when it rained at Kent, and I sat without realising next his wife in the members stand and he came over to join her when rain held up the game for the greater part of the day, and he then went out a spent an hour signing autographs and talking with any and everyone who queued for his attention. There is nothing Prima Donnaish Sir Ian who regularly walks from Land's End to John O'Groats raising money and awareness for the condition of leukaemia. There are a few who have that aura of greatness about them and who have delivered.

This long preamble is to another of those occasions. At eight the hall was no more than half full and we were pleasant entertained by a young female ballad singer song writer who plugged her album which she offered to autograph if you wished to buy. It was between quarter and ten to nine before a podgy Don McLean came on the stage supported by two guitarists, a mountain man drummer and an a pianist keyboard musician who sometimes played both at the same time.

Don is six years younger than me and most of the audience was for once of our generation, or had grown up with his music, but I did spot one young family which two young children and a few young people, someone with their parents and possibly grand parents. The most boisterous standing up at the side and singing all the songs when invited were in their forties and fifties. While is performance of Crying was not as moving as Orbison, no one can, his version was powerful and demonstrated to hold long notes and phrases without taking a breath, developed in his childhood as a means of combating asthma which kept him off school and listening to music of all kinds. The loss of his father at the age of 15 also had a strong influence on his feelings about life.

His ability to think and write creatively was demonstrated on the night when he could not resist commenting about the railings which surround and spoil the look of the balcony asking if we had a lot of jumpers or was this the British attempt at improving Homeland security. I warmed even more when he asked why all the wars were always fought by young people, barely children. I was tempted to ask if he had read my blog!
While he wrote and played songs from an early age, this was always a sideline as a young man, graduating in 1968 in business administration, but then deciding against a masters scholarship at Columbia when offered a full time engagement.

In 1969 he became more widely known for the love song And I love you so…the book of life, and once the page is read, all but love is dead,,, and hen of course the song of song and which tonight he provided a version which went on and on, using different tempos, singing softly and then rousing many to their feet. Of course you know what I mean, American Pie one of the all time great American Songs along with White Christmas. Is there anyone on the planet who does not have an image of the chevy on the levee. One of the twenty or so verses, I think there are more which sums up the feelings of a young mid Atlantic age goes

And in the street the children screamed

The lovers cried and the poets dreamed

But not a word was spoken

And the church bells were broken
And the three men I admire most

The Father, the son and the Holy Ghost

They caught the last train for the coast

The day the music died in capsulated that rare quality of writing about an event, the death of Buddy Holly, Ritchie Vallens and the Big Bopper, but which expresses feelings which we all have had, in my case the loss of Catholic faith, when the world was never the same afterwards as it had been before.

He finished American Pie and went off to tortuous applause but we all knew this was not the end but I was prepared not hear Vincent, although when he returned the man behind me shouted out Starry Starry Night and this was taken up by three or four others so I could not resist joining in. He then picked up a long arm banjo and one of the guitarists put on straps to play his instrument horizontal so we got a trio of country and western sounds, as we had earlier in the evening bringing images of camp fires with Deep in the Heart of Texas or of western mavericks with the true account of the Billy the Kid, but the he did not let or anyone down with Vincent, Starry Starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul…they did not listen, they did not know, perhaps they'll listen now……with eyes that watch the world and can't forget, they would not listen they're not listening still, is for me a great hymn to all unrecognised artists of all forms in their own time. Another favourite Castle in the Air, I've got a dream I ant the world to share and castle walls just lead me to despair, is about unrequited love.

Don has toured the world for nearly four decades with half a million New Yorkers listening to their favourites in central park ten years ago so he could be forgiven for doing a professional job for and hour and a half or so for the 1000 or so of us tonight. One quickly forgot his podginess, well look whose talking and all the earlier trivialities of the day and was swept up with image after image of central America, albeit a predominantly white outlook America of mountain men, and prairies cowhands, and college kids of the kind whooping it up at the college game before they went off to war and shed their blood and after just under one hour and three quarters the whole audience rose, not for one more song, but just a heart felt thank for our youth remembered and a memorable evening about which look after I am gone those two children will hopefully be telling their grand kids about their starry starry night.

1123 Tyne River Mouth and Whitley Bay Jazz Festivals

2009-03-14T15:33:00.000-07:00

The past couple of days I have messed up by attempting to do too many things, from the assembly of a new TV entertainment centre unit, setting up the inexpensive, but all singing and dancing disk player so that the output was in black and white, to failing to load the multifunction printer to the laptop and now wiping out a couple of hours of writing these notes. I was able to resolve all the self created problems but remembering what I had written is the greater challenge.

The reason for the amount of time devoted to writing these notes is that there were two days of overwhelming new experience from attending only a small part of the Festival of the mouth of the Tyne held between midday Saturday and Sunday evening, last weekend. That is a major admission. I find going over previous experience a challenge and new experience is frequently overwhelming, especially when I mess up. The solution used to involve careful planning and when the opportunity arose, rehearsals, sitting on the toilet trying to work out what questions I might be asked when attending a committee, or thinking about what could happen and what might not, if for example the car broke down while visiting, with others, some distant and deserted corner of a foreign speaking land.

Although it has taken close on seventy years I now act more spontaneously and change mind and try not to make plans. I have abandoned the ritual of going through what's on TV each morning from fear of missing an important repeat programme relevant to my work, or just a programme I would like to see again. The only habit retained, and a good one, is to look out and up when I awake to see if the weather is OK to go out.

I did this last weekend, intending to discover what the opening parade of south bank festival of the Tyne was like. It was bright and the forecast was good, but there was a sharp wind which I hoped would die down. I decided to write a letter which involved taking a position on a local development, something which I had disciplined against doing for two years, but people had been whipped up for political reasons and were wrong, with the consequence that some new jobs, albeit a few new jobs could be lost. I also decided on eating as this was not a day for a picnic or using the over the shoulder bag collapsible armchair. I enjoyed a salmon salad, using one of six tins bought for £1 each after spotting a special offer at the local supermarket the previously evening.

The weekend marked the first of what has become a coordinated series of festivals designed to attract visitors from further afield, involving local authorities who previously competed with each other, opening with the Mouth of the river, which replaced the former North Shields, fish quay weekend, and the South Shields second Sunday of July concert in the Park. Next weekend there begins ten days of concentrated cultural events, many free, a half marathon distance, back up the river banks in Newcastle and Gateshead and then the event which attracts the biggest number of visitors, in the hundreds of thousands each year, the Sunderland air show. The three festivals are attempting to achieve the regeneration of the coastal resorts of Tynemouth, South Shields and Seaburn, Sunderland, and of the river between the city and its mouth, as part of regeneration of local economies, previously based on industry and manufacturing. Last night I watched a programme about two coastal areas of Northumberland where once communities thrived because of the suitability of the area for industrial development but where the land has become agricultural or waste, a prospect for much of the UK as China and other former third world economies become industrial, and energy becomes more controlled by Russia, China, and the Middle East,

In South Tyneside, the Council has already created a marina park at Hebburn where it was once possible to stand up a bank and still be swamped from displaced water when a new tanker was launched, or in Jarrow where new commercial premises have been built offering a river bank setting, while in Shields a new community of homes and small offices had been created from a former dock, and from where oil tanks once dominated, and where the rest of the riverside towards Jarrow is to be developed with a half a billion investment project of housing, commercial premises, and cultural activities, and where the former customs house is now a theatre cinema, art gallery and restaurant. Yesterday it was announced that up to 1000 new jobs are to be created at a call centre, the fourth of a regional based company.

Two years ago I was in the process of moving when the first festival was held, and last year I concentrated on the events south of the Tyne, attending the three stage areas in two adjacent parks and various "street" performances, including the Saturday late night finale involving giant giraffe life creations in a performance art of movement, sound and light which commenced at one end of the sea front and then moved slowly to the other. It had been a gloriously hot day requiring minimum clothing and I had miscalculated the change brought by night, returning home very cold before the fire display although it could be viewed two minutes walk away. I also wanted to visit the traditional jazz stage at Tynemouth where five hours of music was promised on each of the two days.

Despite testing the weather, I misjudged the ferociousness of the wind and found it difficult to stand still on the open part of North Bents Park on Lawe Top as I went to investigate the arrival of a crane over 100 metres high which had appeared from below the hill, in the car park. I also wanted to investigate where Consultants were proposing that the Council approve building into the side of the hill a restaurant and visitors centre for the nearby Arbeia Roman fort, which is hidden from public view by the surrounding terraces of three storey dwellings, although it is possible to see part of the recreated entrance towers from some parts of its neighbourhood. The major controversy fuelled by political interests, sensing a cause to embarrass the Council, was a proposal to build a watch tower with a viewing platform for visitors and which would act as a headland Beacon.

The proposal was unlikely to challenge the present impact of the ruins of Tynemouth Castle and Priory which greet vessels approaching the mouth of the river, unless its height and design was truly spectacular. There are issues about radically changing the nature of the present landscape, about creating an obstruction of view in relation to a few properties, about in traffic flow. But I like the idea and my concept is for the tower to be supported by giant figures of a miner and a shipyard worker on a scale similar to that of the Angel of the North.

After negotiating the attractive new steps down the hill I walked to South Marine Park through the lower level, and more sheltered part, of North Bents to investigate how South Marine was being used. Last year there was a free big top circus but this time there was to be a dozen circus and comedy type acts, some performing at fixed events sites, while others took to the streets. I was tempted but decided against entering an above adult height enclosed site which looked like a maze, and from the subsequently acquired programme, learnt that it was indeed a maze peopled by a family of eccentrics and other strange sights. While some spectators had gathered around what appeared to be children being drilled as Roman centurions, the major crowd was at the new permanent children's safe, but adventuresome playground, and forming a queue for the puff puff train circumnavigating the boating lake of 85 or so swans. There were no performers yet on the main stage in this park. Nor had a performance commenced at the main event stage on the Exhibition park, but at the second stage Te Materae Kapa Haka performed Maori music and dance, one of several overseas groups from India, Norway, France, Brazil, Holland and New York appearing during the weekend.

I was pleased that the installation of Tibetan type prayer flags had been retained from last year with a similar installation on the Tynemouth headland and in the continuing wind these made their own music. It was not pleasant so after half an hour, I went shopping, and returned home to work, then, visiting my mother as planned, returning home, postponing going to the evening events until just before the fireworks.

I decided to leave the house just before 10pm and found that a mixture of locals and visitors were already assembled overlooking a floodlit aerial ballet which explained the crane. The group has made their way from one end of the sea front at Gypsy Green at 8.30, taking over an hour to reach their destination. The spectacle, particularly the second phase to an accompaniment of drums, merited the prolonged applause from those at the car park and those of us at the edge of the hill.

I also can record that the fireworks competed with the New Year extravaganza on the banks of the Thames. The height and size of the rocket bursts was breathtaking and sizzling is what I believe best describes the succession of shooting, twisting, and cascades of gold, sometimes also whistling. Although I had missed the greater part of the day's events but celebrated the summer nevertheless with a bottle of a chilled pink wine, the first such indulgence since a bottle of champagne to mark the 100th birthday of mother, a delicious stir fry of beef, onions, peppers mushrooms and pasta for the evening meal, followed by large portion of top notch sweet deep red cherries from M and S.

I had missed the Jaipur Kawa Contemporary Brass band from India and the French street band of musicians Le Snob Glissendo who play on stilts. Not the only French group on stilts with Les Oiseaux de Lux described as Giant colourful birds complete with their alien riders. I had also wanted to hear the local 21 year old singer songwriter Richard John Thompson. The group Indigo Moss recently featured by Phil Jupitas together with contemporary pop band Mancini, Alumino Rootsa Reggae group from Brazil and Bessie and the Zinc Buckets. Whether it was the wine, the display, or the fireworks, I returned home happy working until two am.

I was still able to make an start on Sunday which opened as a gloriously warm and wind absent day. To celebrate the refurbishment of MacDonald's there was a 2 for 1 voucher in the evening paper, and the place had been packed out the previous afternoon, mainly attracted by the new bright décor and lounge type seating at the front window areas. I had two Mac Chickens and a coffee for under £2 as a Sunday brunch at 11am. I then made my way to the new Ferry landing adjacent to Mill Dam. The Mill and dam are long departed!

There have been ferries crossing the Tyne between South and North Shields since 1377 and up until 1967 when the under river vehicle tunnel was opened about 1100 vehicles a day made the crossing. Work has commenced on clearing the ground for the entrance of the second tunnel, such is the present use with delays at rush hours, or if there is a breakdown.

In the Victorian era paddle steamers made twenty one stops between Newcastle and South Shields, and until the Tyne Tunnel the passenger ferry between Jarrow and Hawdon continued, and it was this route which is featured in the film Get Carter, and where the ugly unused concrete car park which has dominated Gateshead town centre for forty years is about to pulled down

There are still three ferry vessels in service, taking cyclists and foot passengers across the river, usually only one making hourly trips on Sundays, with the second available for hire or public three hours trips to Newcastle and vice versa, or 40 minutes to the harbour entrance, with live music or detailed commentary. On Sunday two ferries provided a continuous service, and free buses then transported to main event sites.

The shuttle bus dropped us off at the closed section of the wide Front street at Tynemouth which has been developed to provide a range of bars and restaurants, and where two performance areas had been created in the roadway. I continued on to find the jazz stage which was located at the small green before approaching the entrance to the Castle and Priory grounds. However it was not the on stage band which caught my attention but the name of the attractive pub restaurant with its panoramic view of the headland and the bay below: The Gibraltar Rock. I was ready for a cold drink and the opportunity was taken to ask the busy bar staff attending customers who had come for their roast meal lunch if anyone knew how the name was chosen. It was evident that this is a regular enquiry, chat up line, for the reply was, "you can see it on a clear day." but I was then told that not everyone realises how ridiculous a reply this is.

With the death of George Melly still in mind. as I work through the curious name dropping autobiography of his wife, I was reminded of another sunny Sunday on a day long jazz boat trip from central London to Margate and back, by an impressive traditional band from Norway, the Jazzin Babies, I think a mixture of fresh faced front men and a more experienced rhythm section. They are exceptional musicians. However I missed part of their second set, because at the interval my attention was diverted to sounds coming from the other side of the Castle walls, and which had attracted a large audience.

This was the find of the festival, the eccentric but talented Jo Bithume Fanfare. The men in evening dress and the ladies exotically dressed in 1930's black and white evening wear, playing German Oomph band instruments from Strauss to Hendrix and everything in between. Two characters sole the show, A tall man whose facial expressions and movements had echoes of the central Mime character of Les Enfants du Paradise, and a deliciously quirky young woman who played the trumpet and various other instruments, danced and mimed. On arrival she, the man and a couple of others were dancing with members of the audience. As with many at the festival they were professional musicians who had developed a riveting entertaining performance. Later I caught the first part of their performance in one of the central roadway performance areas, also taking the opportunity to watch the Barcelona based company La Tal based on a large clock which bursts into life with knights, clowns, battles and passions.

Although a second jazz band was scheduled for mid afternoon I only stayed for a couple of numbers preferring to explore the main performance areas in the grounds of the Castle and Priory with at the first another dance aerial group called Hang-Get knotted which focussed on the realities and extremes of the marriage ceremony, with appropriate music and lyrics. The Main stage at the other end of the grounds has a natural grassed amphitheatre which was full of picnickers, and it took all the projection and presentational skills of the New York singer songwriter Dean Friedman to hold the majority of the audience, and compete with the queues forming at the various food and drink outlets between the two stages, especially when the weather changed clouding over and getting cold, which signalled my time to depart, with the planned intention for visiting my mother earlier than usual, in order to get back to South Bents Park for the headlining main stage closing event performance at six by Courtney Pine. My decision was a good one, not because I attended his performance, but because the rains came.

I also missed the Legendry Billy Mitchell of Lindisfarne with his friends, the Bloackheads, two other headlining performances. The two day free festival featured some ninety listed performances plus ten hours of traditional jazz, involving 30 listed performance individuals or groups, plus unlisted trad bands. I am working hard to be ready for the Newcastle Gateshead festival this weekend

1660 Madam Butterfly at the Grand Metropolitan New York

2009-03-09T18:16:00.001-07:00

It is about ten years since I have experienced opera live, making special visit to the Opera House in Leeds for a performance of the Magic Flute. I cannot say that cost has prevented or lack of opportunity as Opera North, based in Leeds, performs regularly at the Theatre Royal in Newcastle and by coincidence the summer programme arrived in the post on Friday for the Theatre, revealing that three works are to be performed in English in June with prices from £35-£50, although in fact none of works appeal.

For the past three months Cineworld cinemas has relayed performances from the Metropolitan Opera House of New York at six pm on a Saturday evening, and when I saw that there was to be a Performance of Madam Butterfly on the weekend of my three score years and ten I decided to book a seat and attend without knowing what to expect from the relay although by coincidence I had seen a full performance of the opera on a satellite TV channel within the past year and switched on the radio earlier in the week as an established artist sang a few lines of “one fine Day” talked a little about the opera and her role and sang a few lines more, it was an auspicious omen.

Although booking six weeks beforehand the available seat was in the first row of auditorium banking with four rows in front after a wide space on the same level. Although not ideal therefore there was plenty of room to stretch legs and with the relay in High Definition there was no strain from the proximity to the screen. All seats were sold.

Before talking about the performance I must mention the nature of the relay where there was a sound connection to the Opera House before visual so one could hear the arrival of the patrons with their combined chatter and orchestra tuning up and then with a couple minutes to we looked on to the stage with a small countdown clock to the lower right hand corner. This was repeated during then two intervals for their middle section of 15 mins, either side of which there were behind the scenes interviews and films related to the opera and others to come and in the planned season for next Winter of nine relays The performance time is about 145 minutes plus the two half an hour intervals.

The short interviews included Cio Cio Patricia Racette, Maria Zifchak as Suzuki, the maid, and Marcello Giordani as Pinkerton and the widow of Mr Minghella as well as excerpts from an interview with Anthony about the production. All this together with subtitles and close ups as well as full stage shots created a memorable theatrical experience to what was an emotionally overwhelming experience because of the depth of acting and singing, the like of which I have not previously encountered.

The Metropolitan Association of New York was formed in 1880 and has become the biggest classical music organisation in the USA with over 200 performances a year. The Present Opera House, created in 1966 has one of the biggest stages and an auditorium with 3800 seats and is one of twelve cultural organisations which form the Lincoln Arts centre for Performing art. Because of the height of the stage it is not possible to show sub title translations as in the practice of many establishments so the solutions has been to create a small screen version before each seat which can be switched on or off and is designed not disturb those in adjacent seats. In addition to English the titles are available in French, Spanish, Italian and German depending on the opera and performance language

Luciano Pavarotti achieved world fame singing at the Met along with Placido Domingo and Renee Flemming who hosted the evening telecast.

Since 1931 it has broadcast a performance live each week and on TV on a regular basis since 1977. In 2006 the Opera commenced the Satellite transmission of live opera four times a week and then HD quality performance to cinemas throughout the world including the UK, the Far East and Australia. Although each production costs $1 million dollars to transmit such as been the interest in the live TV showings that there are more seats sold for these than for live performances at the theatre and the income generated now adds to that of the Opera House. Basic ticket prices range for $10 dollars to $375 for the average performance although up to £650 for a long Wagner, There are handling charges and house maintenance charges to these. It is now possible to listen to radio broadcasts direct for the Met, there is one tonight available on the internet. It is also possible to take out an annual, six monthly or monthly subscription to be able see on line 150 previous productions going back half a century on an unlimited basis, or pay to see individual works, including some of those recently shown on HD.

A major development during my lifetime is the open stage on which the performers are secreted or appear during the second that the auditorium and stage is cast in total darkness. Gone is the solid fire safety “curtain” and swing across curtains. For Butterfly, as the orchestra played an overture, Minghella adopted blackness and then a young dancer/mime artist, representing Butterfly, the young Geisha girl, came down stairs from the back of the theatre to create the illusion of a hill with black clothed and veiled mime artists in attendance unravelling swathes of cloth from around her waist and also introducing the use of puppets, and in particular the use of a puppet to represent the subsequent three year old son of Cio Cio San.

The story of Butterfly is one of the best known of all Opera’s along with Bizet’s Carmen and which because of the Spanish setting was the first to which I was introduced by my birth mother who also introduced to Swan Lake, the Tchaikovsky Ballet.

Originally a short story by John Luther Long in 1898 it was made into a stage play by David Belasco It is understood the core events of the opera took place in Nagasaki in the early 1890’s. The original version of the opera was in two acts and opened at La Scala Milan in 1904. This was not a great success and Puccini re wrote as three acts and continued to make different versions, five in total with the last in 1907. It was first performed in England in 1905 and New York in 1906 in English.

Cio Cio San, is a fifteen year old innocent Japanese Geisha girl in the port city of Nagasaki who has been the older Lieutenant in the USA Navy on a visit, desires her but finds in order to have sexual relations he must agree to a marriage formally arranged by a local marriage broker and the American Consul. He hires a traditional Japanese house overlooking the harbour on a lease and agrees to participating in a wedding ceremony according to Japanese custom and which involves relatives and Geisha girl friends. The house is rented along with servants including a maid Suzuki, who Minghella has turned into the second important role, of even greater significance to Pinkerton.

Unlike the majority of the girls who understand the impact of being a Geisha on the rest of their lives, Suzuki comes from a wealthy family of standing who have fallen on hard time, and waiting in the wings is a young Japanese warrior of good birth wanting to marry her. The American Consul , the marriage broker and Pinkerton are all aware that the wedding ceremony is a façade to enable him to enjoy the experience of the young woman while he is in port, and that whatever he says or promises he has no intention of returning or establishing a permanent relationship. He admits his love em and leave him, a girl in every port, approach, the Consul who warns, from his knowledge of the girl that she is likely to put all her trust in him and take the marriage seriously. Pinkerton notes that the contract can be terminated by him at any time without notice or penalty. To appreciate the situation it is important to appreciate the cultural and language divide between the two, and the role of the Geisha in Japanese society at that time.

A major in ingredient to the first act is that Madam Butterfly as she has become is that in order to adapt and fit into her husband’s life she has gone to the local mission to become a Christian thus alienating herself for her uncle, the Bonze(Buddhist Monk) who is also one of her uncles and from her other relatives. This is where Suzuki quickly becomes her confident, mother figure and ally. Cio Cio San has had some education and on being told that she is as beautiful as a butterfly by Pinkerton she responds from knowledge that some men in the West collect Butterflies destroy Butterflies to which Pinkerton explains that they do pin them so as to stop them flying away.

Minghella has divided the second act into two parts, which the usual way the Opera is presented in order to achieve maximum dramatic effect. In the first part of the second act three years have passed and Butterfly has remained constant in love and expectation that what he said about returning was truthful and she spends time taking note of the arrivals in the port from her vantage point in the hillside. Suzuki is loyal but sceptical and tries to help her to be more realistic especially as their money begins to run out. The marriage broker brings the young warrior who wants to marry her despite the relationship she has had with the American. She sends them both away.

Pinkerton’s ship returns and she is full of expectations and commences to make preparations and the Consul arrives with a letter which queries whether Butterfly remembers him and which goes on to explain that he has married and American girl and therefore will not be in a position to see her. Such is her enthusiasm and expectation that the Consul is unable to explain this, especially when Butterfly introduces him to her son of three years. The consul goes off to inform Pinkerton that he has a mixed race looking son. The two women and the boy sit overlooking the harbour and roadway up the hill for the arrival of the husband, accompanied by the humming chorus. Earlier in the this second part Butterfly has sung one of the most famous if not the most famous, arias of belief and hope, One Fine day “Un Bel di”

In the second part, Butterfly goes to bed having waited up all night and Pinkerton, his wife and the Consul arrive early to speak to the maid in the absence to ask her to break the new to Butterfly. Although devastated and heartbroken for her mistress Suzuki agrees, but when the child is seen and the position changes again with the decision to take the boy with them because of the better life which can be provided. Pinkerton consumed with guilt at what he has done cannot cope with the situation and goes off leaving his wife and the Consul talking with Suzuki but before they can leave Butterfly arrives and immediately senses correctly what is going on. She agrees to hand over the child on condition that Pinkerton comes in person for him. As he approaches she commit suicide using the knife which her father used, “to die with honour.”

The approach of Mr Mingella (who Directed Truly Madly Deeply1990 and won an Oscar for The English Patient 1996, and he Talented Mr Ripley 1999, also Produced Iris 2001, The Quiet American 2005, Michael Clayton 2007 and The Reader in 2008) was to encourage the singers to emphasise the emotional and dramatic, and as a consequence to pare down the set to essentials sot hat the focus is on the singers. This approach meant that those of us watching on screen with the close ups were at an advantage and able to appreciate the emotional involvement and depth of the principal performances. Dwayne Croft, a baritone, has sung 300 performances in twenty productions for the Met was convincing as the diplomat, attempting to ensure Pinkerton understood what he was doing and showing great compassion for the plight of Butterfly. As Pinkerton, the Sicilian born Marcello Giordiani also commanded and impressed for his ability to communicate his role as an irresponsible paedophile who is confronted with the reality of his behaviour and exposed as a coward. Over the past twenty years he has created a repertoire of 40 of the great operas and has performed in the leading opera Houses in the world and in the United States. In 1994 he developed vocal problems which imperilled his career until he re-established himself after retraining his voice. He has sung of 170 performance with the Met.

For me the second outstanding performance of the evening was that of Maria Zifchak, mezzo soprano, who is a winner of the Metropolitan Young Performer award which led to her appearing as Mrs Pinkerton in a previous production of the opera at the Met in 2001. She is known to have played Suzuki for at least the past five and is scheduled to do so again during the rest of this year at other Opera houses in he USA and again in 2010. She communicated brilliantly the role of a servant who becomes a confident, supporter and protector of Butterfly, devastated by the course of the events. The interaction between her performance and the extraordinary Patricia Racette, who has surely now given the most emotional performance of any in the title role. She explained in interview that she gave over her life emotionally to her roles cutting herself off from everyone and she is reportedly known for dismissing those who want to discuss her performances and opera in technical terms, by asking them he question but how does it make you feel. She also joked about the difficulty of playing a girl half an age, when in fact she is 43/44, but all her movements and facial expression were that of such a young woman. In 2002 she made public her sexual orientation, marrying fellow opera diva Beth Clayton in 2005.

There are two other aspects of this extraordinary experience which I need to mention. I had reservations about the use of a puppet for the three year old tried. This was a decision taken early on by Mr Minghella because the use of a child of such a young age has always created a distraction for the singers. The cinema watchers throughout her world were able to see that the puppet was manipulated by three veiled mine artists dressed in black and veiled but in close we could that the showed on their faces the emotions they were attempting to communicate through the puppet. I was won over.

The widow of Anthony Minghella was also interviewed and was invited on stage for the curtain call. Dressed in black herself she added to the emotion of the evening. The curtain call was as stunning as the rest of the production with the performance appearing down the slope looking steps and they moved off stage as suddenly and slowly Madam Butterfly herself appeared, replicating what had happened during the overture and audience in the theatre rose up from their seats to greet her. At the cinema there had been a magnificent stunned silence when the opera ended and everyone stayed in their seats to enjoy the curtain calls. I thought out silence and our awe was more fitting an immediate response to that of the applause and cheers at of he Opera House, although I also thought that having recovered composure with many taking a handkerchief to their faces it would have also been good if we two had give a clap and a cheer where Ms Racette came forward.

I have an inexpensive 2 CD record of the opera and a single Long Play record of Madam Butterfly as well as full recording of Puccini’s Turandot with Placido Domingo and the orchestra conducted by Herbert Von Karajan as well as a recording of Bizet Carmen, as well as compilations of arias ranging from a 2 CD edition of the recordings of Beniamino Gigli to the three tenors and Maria Callas, but I have never previously been moved by an individual work or performance as I was on Saturday evening. I understood why some individuals spend their whole lives trying to capture and then repeat such an experience. It has taken me as close 70 years as is possible and to have done so once is a blessing.