Continuing the theme of photographs of pubs at night, here's two more...
This is what I sent to the South London Press...
"56 seconds walk west from Borough tube is a warm and homely little boozer called The Glad. There’s free live music here several times a week. Tonight was their traditional Irish session, featuring gentle guitar, pipe and song…oh, and mandolin…and maybe more, but I left to check out Chicky’s Jazz Jam at The Grosvenor in Stockwell. There was a franetic turnover of fifteen skilled musicians in the entertaining hour I was there. Saxophonists, trombonists, trumpeters, pocket trumpeters, pianists, drummers, vocalists. Willie came all the way from Dallas to gleefully slap double bass."
The pocket trumpeter is the white-shirted guy in the bottom photo. When he played it, I wasn't sure what it was. It sounded like a trumpet, but it looked too squashed to be one. When he finished I asked him, Andy, what the instrument was. He said it was a trumpet...like it was obvious...like if I'd asked him what he used to press down the keys, he'd have said, "Fingers!". He did end up revealing that some people call it a pocket trumpet, but basically it's a trumpet with its tubing coiled more tightly than a standard trumpet, though retaining the instrument's range.
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