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Bebop Spoken There

James Beckworth: "I studied composition but hung out with the jazzers. I was basically the kid who would be at school with my classmates but then go and hang out with the cool kids." - (Jazzwise October 2020).

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11,783 (and counting) posts since we started blogging 12 years ago. 1023 of them this year alone and, so far, 50 this month (Sept. 17).

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SEPTEMBER

IT IS ADVISABLE TO CHECK IN ADVANCE WITH THE VENUE THAT THE GIG IS ON

THURSDAY 24

Vieux Carre Jazzmen - The Holystone, Whitley Road, North Tyneside NE27 0DA. 0191 266 6173. 1:00pm. Free.

Maine St Jazzmen - Sunniside Social Club, Sunniside Road, Sunniside NE16 5NA. Tel: 0191 488 7347. 8:00pm - 10pm. Free. Note earlier start/finish.

FRIDAY 25

SouLutions Sistas - Hoochie Coochie, Pilgrim St., Newcastle NE1 6SF. Tel: 0191 222 0130. 8:30pm (7:00pm doors). £10.00. SOLD OUT!

SATURDAY 26

Boys of Brass - Tyne Bank Brewery, Walker Road, Newcastle NE6 2AB. Tel: 0191 265 2828. 7:00pm. £10.00. + £1.37 bf for table for two. Other packages available. See www.tynebankbrewery.co.uk.

SUNDAY 27

Vieux Carre Hot 4 - Spanish City, Spanish City Plaza, Whitley Bay NE26 1BG. 12 noon. Tel: 0191 691 7090. Free.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

THOSE PORTHOLE BLUES AGAIN

It’s Tuesday again and the sun in the Stella is shining. Yellow dust fills the dappled Porthole with a Golden Fleece and the jazz, hot jazz, belts out raging from this pulsating lounge. The saints and ghosts of ancient seamen go marching in. Let the liquid trumpet pour out, my legs slide to the floor with the trombone lilt. Cry me this river, lurch for the ferry. I will ping the dart of a blue note through your soul. I am only a poet, a saxophone with words, an improvising shantyman thanking the landlord for still serving me: despite all this poetry slurping, this lovely drivel dribbling from my wicked Geordie tongue. KEITH ARMSTRONG

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