The Harry Baker Trio, Jazz In The St John’s Smith Square Crypt, 18 April 2024

Will Sach, Harry Baker & Oren Mcloughlin, image borrowed from The Vortex, a fine venue at which The Harry Baker Trio have performed several times

To a late evening jazz concert in the crypt of St John’s Smith Square. The Harry Baker Trio. A young bunch. We’d not seen or heard of them before, but that’s our problem, not theirs.

Here’s the SJSS stub for the event. If SJSS ever mess up their stubbing or something, click here instead.

A small, select audience. A few younger people, plus one or two other tables of seasoned folk like ourselves.

Here’s a short video of the three of them playing one of Harry Baker’s own moody compositions, which we thought were rather good:

But most of the evening comprised them playing standards, the most effective of which were the livelier ones: St Thomas by Sonny Rollins, Empty Pockets by Herbie Hancock, something less well-known by Thelonious Monk and Tempus Fugit by Bud Powell.

These three know what they are doing and play without pretention and with evident joy.

We very much enjoyed our evening. Good luck to them.

Z/Yen’s Virtual Christmas Song Lyric, December 2020

This was written 6/7 December 2020 and performed virtually on 17 December 2020 at Z/Yen’s virtual seasonal event.

Note to self – communal singing doesn’t work by TEAMS or Zoom. It’s a latency thing.

DO THEY KNOW IT’S Z/YEN’S VIRTAL CHRISTMAS?

MICHAEL It’s Christmas time, Z/Yen has gathered virtually;
At Christmas time, enlightenment is on the screen.


MIKE And in our world of webclaves, we can spread a smile of joy;
Webinars around the world, at Christmas time.


LINDA But you recall, when we were in one place;
At Christmas time…


ALEX …we’d all gather face-to face.
There’s a world outside your window, that’s in a Covid wave again;


PETER Where the only liquid flowing, is the Dettol and D10.


JULIET And the Christmas bells that ring out, are the viral chimes of doom,


MORGAN Well tonight thank God it’s Teams, instead of Zoom.


SIMON And there won’t be snow in Africa this Christmas time,
At least they can’t blame climate change down there.


IAN Oooh.


ELISABETH To Lothbury no-one goes, Z/Yen’s door is always closed,
Do they know Z/Yen still exists at all?


IAN INSTRUMENTAL RIFF 1


BIKASH Here’s to you;


BEN Raise a glass for everyone.


MATTHEW Here’s to them;


HUGH In that massive atrium.


JANIE Do they know Z/Yen still exists at all?


IAN: INSTRUMENTAL RIFF 2


IAN: INSTRUMENTAL RIFF 3


CHAOS…CHORUS – ALL: Teams Z/Yen’s chorus
Sing Z/Yen’s Christmas song remotely
Zoom Z/Yen’s chorus
Z/Yen’s not choral, not remotely.


[REPEAT CHAOS…CHORUS AD NAUSEUM]

Here is a link to the riffs.

A Wild Time In Late December 1998: Three Events

Photo by Richard Bartz, Munich Makro Freak, CC BY-SA 2.5

Michael Mainelli’s Birthday Party Aboard Lady Daphne In St Katherine’s Dock, 19 December 1998

Fret not, we were below for this party

Quite a big do. This was Michael’s 40th. Live music if I remember correctly. All the usual suspects were there. And us.

In those days you didn’t take a gazillion pictures at parties. Perhaps someone did take pictures, but I don’t recall seeing any from this party. If Michael and Elisabeth have some and want to provide digital versions thereof, I’ll gladly put a few of them into this article.

We ate, we drank, we danced, we made merry. it was a party.

Christmas Lunch At My Parent’s Place, 25 December 1998

There’s little in the diary about this, other than a tell-tale note that the taxi would cost £32, which was almost certainly an Ealing to Streatham price in those days.

I suspect that Jacqueline, Len and Hils were there that year. I also suspect that this was one of the last times, if not the last time, that my mum did Christmas day at Woodfield Avenue.

It will have been turkey for main, I’m pretty sure.

A Wild Boar Dinner At Sandall Close, Sunday 27 December 1998

The tell-tale note in Janie’s diary is an order for a rack of wild boar from Harvey Nicholls “for next Sunday”. This was one of Janie’s specialities at that time and boy was it good. We have never since found a source of excellent wild boar rack since Harvey Nicks stopped doing it.

The cast for that evening (again made clear from Janie’s diary) was Kim & Micky, Anthea [Simms] & Mitchell [Sams], plus Rupert [Stubbs] & Ana. Janie rather impressively remembered that Ana was Ana Limbrick, who (as well as dating Rupert at that time) was, indeed still is, a physiotherapist to whom Janie occasionally refers clients.

It will have been a jolly evening, despite the fact that several of the guests no doubt said “what a boar” when praising the meal.