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Whilst BSH attempts to cover as many gigs, festivals and albums as possible, to make the site even more comprehensive we need more 'boots on the ground' to cover the albums seeking review - a large percentage of which never get heard - report on gigs or just to air your views on anything jazz related. Interested? then please get in touch. Contact details are on the blog. Look forward to hearing from you. Lance

Monday, January 23, 2012

Maine Street Jazzmen @ The Porthole.

George Richardson (pno); Olive Rudd (vcl); Herbie Hudson (tmb/hca/vcl); Ray Harley (tpt); Jim McBriarty (clt/alt/vcl); Alan Rudd (bs); ?? (dms).
Now that Rosie Malone's and the MSJ have gone to Reno I thought I'd pay a flying (or rather a floating) visit to their Monday lunchtime slot at The Porthole, North Shields.
A bracing trip on the cross Tyne ferry, making note of where the lifebelts were just in case, allowed me to arrive as the band struck up with Swannee. 
I opted for a pint of Fog on the Tyne. Not a wise choice - bottom of the barrel. I exchanged it for a pint of Silver Dollar which the manager explained was a cloudy beer. Mmmm...It tasted okay but cloudy beers are off-putting no matter what the taste. I also ordered a cheese and onion toastie.
Back to the music. Olive sang Someday Sweetheart and I Can't Give You Anything But Love Baby - replacing Woolworth's with Fenwick's whilst Jim McBriarty gave us Avalon and the band played Riverboat Shuffle and When It's Sleepy Time Down South and then my toastie arrived.
I don't know about you but when I order a sandwich, toasted or otherwise, I expect two slices of bread with the chosen filling in between the slices. What I don't want is the plate filled with rabbit food!
Good to hear the band with Ray Harley but I missed Old George from Rosie's shouting for Hello Dolly and Back in Your Own Backyard!
Although I couldn't stay long - Cherry Tree tonight, London tomorrow - it was, nevertheless, an enjoyable hour.
Lance.

2 comments :

Mike B said...

So Lance, no Michelin star for the Porthole then!?

Lance said...

Maybe a Dunlop one!

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