Enrico Tomasso (trumpet/slide whistle); Andrew Oliver (piano).
Another fine session from the genial trumpet man. This Saturday he was immaculately attired in a white dinner jacket, black bow tie, and dress shirt topped up with a red carnation - talk about class! The screen didn't reveal if he was wearing trousers.
The beer (Enrico's) had run out so tonight's tipple was white wine which was probably more in keeping with the tux than a bottle of Pride would have been.
He was on form, the notes rolling from the bell, the sound coming out like a girl saying "maybe". On piano, Andrew Oliver was stomping away as if he'd got well past the maybe stage, this guy really is a comer.
Tonight the emphasis was on Armstrong's Hot Fives and Sevens and, although the half hour programme only managed three numbers, they were fairly faithful interpretations even down to the slide whistle chorus by Enrico on the opening Who's It?
Wild Man Blues and New Orleans Stomp, with anecdotal interludes brought the show to a close.
I wonder how many of these shows - not just Enrico's but all them - will disappear into cyberspace and become the eternal quest for future generations of jazz anoraks?
Log in again next Friday where the piano chair is occupied by an Italian whose name I didn't catch and Enrico struggled to pronounce.
Lance
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