Went to the Vortex Jazz Club for a friend's birthday. Eddie Parker was playing with his band. The music was brilliant, but the monologues between numbers was a bit eccentric: "I was reading a book the other day," Mr Parker informed the audience, "It was one of those that takes about 3 years to get past the first page. It was brilliant. It was about really intricate objects described really intricately like beef sewn together with golden thread." Whilst the audience digested this information, he would fly into another number. "I was reading this book the other day," he warned after the next number - "It was by Michel Foucault - Madness and Civilization. It's all about how mad people have been pushed to the edge of society..." The audience sympathised. Other in-between speeches included impressions of madmen in the Forest of Dean and suggested lyrics for the Strictly Come Dancing tune: "I don't care about the silly peeps, they can eat my friend's shit". A true English eccentric, but a great flute player. Here are some sketches I did in biro on the table reservation card.
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