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Hudson Music: Lance's "Bebop Spoken Here" is one of the heaviest and most influential jazz blogs in the UK.

Rupert Burley (Dynamic Agency): "BSH just goes from strength to strength".

'606' Club: "A toast to Lance Liddle of the terrific jazz blog 'Bebop Spoken Here'"

The Strictly Smokin' Big Band included Be Bop Spoken Here (sic) in their 5 Favourite Jazz Blogs.

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13,073 (and counting) posts since we started blogging 13 years ago. 492 of them this year alone and, so far, 47 this month (April 9).

Bar Manager Required

The Jazz Co-op are looking for an experienced bar manager who can be available to start when The Globe reopens in May.

Preference will be given to a suitably qualified person who lives relatively near to The Globe, 11 Railway St., Newcastle NE4 7AD.

Interested parties please follow this link.

Coming soon ...

April 29: Vieux Carré Jazzmen are back at The Holystone.

May 20 Maine Street Jazzmen are back at Sunniside Social Club.
May 23: Vieux Carré Hot Four are back at The Spanish City.

June 2: Vieux Carré Jazzmen are back at Cullercoats Crescent Club.
June 7: Jazz in the Afternoon are back at Cullercoats Crescent Club.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Chet Baker Live at Ronnie Scott's 1986 TV

Cable TV is a wonderful thing. A mysterious house with many many mansions. So many channels you cannot keep track. One week they're there next they're gone sometimes they return.
Today, I discovered Sky Arts 2 and with it some vintage footage from 1986 of Chet Baker at Ronnie's. I'd seen it many years ago and remembered being irritated then by the intrusion of Van Morrison and Elvis Costello; I felt the same today. Not that I've got anything against either - any other time they'd have been welcome - but this was Chet; an anguished Chet with barely two years left.
I couldn't escape the sadness that engulfed me as I looked at the once finely chiselled features now careworn and rough hewn. The sound was still beautiful but it was beauty with a poignant edge and the notes were notes that fought to get out. The voice, no longer suave and sophisticated but with the rasping edge of the blues singer even though he wasn't singing the blues and he, more than anyone, had a right to sing the blues.
Afterwards, I re-read Keith Armstrong's poem - Chet From A Window - and I knew he'd nailed it.

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