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Showing posts with label Open Mic. Show all posts
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October 19th - Day 184
Open mic night at The Spice of Life in Soho, the big pub just off Charing Cross Rd, sort of behind where Les Miserables was for years. Every other person walking through the basement bar door seemed to have a guitar case slung over their shoulder. All guys thinking about it. I saw two singer/guitarists - Alex (pictured) - and Timothy Thomason who was folky and sang a song about being a fisherman. He seemed a bit despondent, I think because his guitar was out of tune - "Ropey", he said.
January 17th - Day 274
This punky band was rehearsing underneath platform 3 of Peckham Rye Station. There was a twenty minute wait for a train on our platform, so they'd drawn a fair-sized audience by the time we left. About fifteen minutes in, a bloke near us said, "They've played this one before!" "Well, they are practising," said my mum. "It's not a gig," I added, maybe a little too loudly.
Open Mic night at The Phoenix pub on Cavendish Square. This is Fantastic John...or at least that's what Phil thought the host had said...half an hour later he wondered if it may have been Fantastic Jack.
And this is banjo-er (banjoist?) Ian Frost on Oxford Street.
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