This could be a crime novel by Michael Connolly whose hero Harry Bosch is invariably listening to Art Pepper, Frank Morgan and other jazz icons in between bringing killers to justice and, usually getting laid in the process. Or I could be re-reading Evan Hunter's Second Ending for the millionth time. Then again I could be reading DownBeat, the April edition of which includes a letter from yours truly - just mentioning in passing.
This, I suspect, to the other lonesome travellers, signals me out as an oddball. Reading a book when I could have my eyes glued to a smartphone! It wouldn't matter if it was a previously undiscovered Shakespeare folio or a paperback edition of the Dead Sea Scrolls that I was reading they would still be bemused - that is if they ever took their eyes away from their phones other than to order a pint of Stella.
How did these people survive before the advent of the mobile phone? Life must have been tough back in the day when if you wanted to ring your wife or your loved one from a public phone you found that it had either been vandalised or, if you did get through, just as you get to the raison d'etre of your call the operator "says 40 cents more for the next three minutes" and, of course, you've only got a nickel or a lousy dime.
At the moment I'm reading Stuart Maconie's 2008 book Pies and Prejudice in which he he takes a Bryson-like look at towns and cities in the north. He doesn't reach the north east until one of the latter chapters which I have yet to read although I'm sure it will be interesting as, having read one of his previous books, Long Road from Jarrow: A journey through Britain then and now, he will have done his homework well.
Musically speaking, although not an out and out jazzer Maconie is clued up on music in general and has long been heard on various BBC (hiss...) radio shows.
Pick up a copy of any of his books and I guarantee it will be almost as enjoyable as listening to a Gary Lineker commentary used to be! Lance
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