Showing posts with label South Bank. Show all posts
Showing posts with label South Bank. Show all posts

October 13th - Day 178

This is Mimi, Bob and the kids (one drumming and the younger two running around a tree), originally from Manchester, now living in Dover and in London for the day. They spend their life busking on the road, home and abroad, playing warm music with an African heart. They plan to spend next summer in Spain travelling, I think they said, in their VW Camper van. They were very chatty and very friendly, sharing with me their thoughts as travelling musicians, and I wish them all the best. Oh, they call themselves Universal Dread.

December 1st - Day 227

I thought I should include buskers in my seven day diary for the South London Press (the duo in the photo above were performing at the southern end of Hungerford Footbridge)...

"There is a stretch of London that has free music every day throughout the year. Bagpipers. Steelpan players. Romanian Gypsy Jazzmen. Accordianists. Guitarists. Blue Guitarists. String quartets. The South Bank riverwalk has it all and came to my rescue many a summer day when I was unable to go out in the evening. And some were there on this crisp, cold first day of December - Gavin and his steelpans at the end of the Millenium Footbridge. The Romanians under Blackfriars Bridge. And, in the shadow of The London Eye, a cycling guitarist called Tim..."

February 5th - Day 293

The two photos above show, if you peer very closely to the right in both of them, female a cappella trio Voice performing beautiful music, "spanning both ages and continents...from medieval chant...to twentieth century European folk songs" in the Royal Festival Hall's Foyer Bar.

And below, outside on The South Bank, spring has arrived and buskers are in bloom. For a couple of days anyway. There's a nasty frost forecast for the end of the week.

March 16th - Day 332

Above, warming up, are schoolchildren from the seven Lambeth Secondary schools performing at Lambeth Music Festival's Secondary Instrumental Concert in the Queen Elizabeth Hall on the South Bank. They played one at a time, the venue lights picking out each group on their turn. The music ranged from The James Bond Theme and Deep Purple to Elgar, Handel and Cole Porter. Some of the groups also performed their own compositions.

The guy in the photo below, I saw after the concert. He was playing his improvised drum kit, but by the time I got my camera out, he was eating a large roll. I sat down and waited for him to finish. He made one brief and messy attempt to drum and eat his roll at the same time before he was approached by the security woman in the photograph and asked to stop (the drumming, not the eating). I thought it was a bit unfair. So did he and he got quite irate. One hundred yards further up the river towards Big Ben was a mime artist standing on a box, dressed as Charlie Chaplin in a tutu, who I would have thought would be far more of a menace to the general public than a man hitting empty containers with two bits of wood, but I guess the drummer didn't have a licence to perform.

April 14th - Day 361

Almost fell at the last today. The school holiday agenda meant there was little time to see any music. Nevertheless Claire, Rowan, Oliver and I still had an hour and a half this afternoon to stroll along the South Bank from London Bridge and surely clock a busker somewhere. Not so. There wasn't one. We did pass Boris Johnson, but he wasn't standing under a bridge playing an accordian, so it didn't really count. I would have had to rename the project "364 Days of Live Music and One Day of Boris Johnson".

I was saved by this man...
He was tuning the piano, interspersing repeated individual notes with the occasional burst of a tune. I went around the other side of the building, an art gallery, to go in and find out more. I got inside, but was stopped by someone else before I could reach the piano-tuner. He told me the gallery was actually closed. The piano was being tuned in readiness for this evening's private view, before opening to the public tomorrow (The Bicha Gallery spring show - guest artist Michael Kenny). I should have found out whether the tuner was also the pianist.