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This is a good opportunity to say thanks to BSH for their support of the jazz scene in the North East (and beyond) - it's no exaggeration to say that if it wasn't for them many, many fine musicians, bands and projects across a huge cross section of jazz wouldn't be getting reviewed at all, because we're in the "desolate"(!) North. (M & SSBB on F/book 23/12/24)

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18383 (and counting) posts since we started blogging 18 years ago. 247 of them this year alone and, so far this month (Mar. 17 ), 57

Reviewers wanted

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

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

Jazz Esquires @ The Porthole - Mussolini @ Alum House.

Miles Watson (tpt/vcl); Tony Winder (ten/clt);  Terry Dalton (tmb); Roy Gibson (pno); Robin Douthwaite (gtr); Stan Nicholson (bs); Laurie Brown (dms/clt).
(Review by Lance.)
After the Hullabaloo and Pageantry of the last few days which I enjoyed - I'm an old sentimentalist at heart - I needed to unwind  and what better way to do so than by a visit to The Porthole and the Jazz Esquires?
For once, the ever reliable 27 bus wasn't and, as a result, I missed the ferry 'cross the Tyne.
With half an hour to wait I settled in the nearby Alum House with a pint of Jenning's Cumberland Bitter and a book about a hypothetical trial of Mussolini - the Italian dictator that is, not his jazz piano playing son.
It's an enthralling book written in 1943 and I got so engrossed I almost missed the next ferry.
Unfortunately I didn't.
A pint of a brew called Doomsday was aptly named. Warm and insipid I thought longingly of the Cumberland Bitter back over on the other side of the river.
The Esquires played a spritely version of Rosetta, Miles sang Breezing Along With The Breeze then stood down to allow drummer Laurie Brown to pick up his clarinet and join Tony Winder for a duet on Stranger on the Shore.
I pondered briefly, thought about Cumberland Bitter and Mussolini - Il Duce won and I just managed to catch the 2pm ferry back to "Rome".
Lance.

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