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​Jam session review for 18th August 2024

Well, if you had been a drummer (there weren't any), you would have been busy. But you probably weren't, and anyway, given the attention span of most drummers...

So: 22 musos fronted for a jam of which the highlights could have been Emma Sydney's singing, an understated Costa on Sitting on the Dock of the Bay, ditto Adam Fforde who put the bass groove to that one, or the sudden appearance of Chico (guitar) who hasn't been sighted since about then, a welcome return from Steve on violin, and Fred of bongos fame to those of us who can remember back to the Leinster Arms ca 2014.

Which got me thinking: each week, the Cornerstone seems to be getting a few customers who come with the intention of actually listening to the music, which is more than what many of the musos do.  And when the Good Captain mentioned how many of them think they are listening to a Band and are surpised to hear that it is merely a gallimaufry (*) of musos whose feigned insouciance conceals a deep incomprehension of where the hell everyone else is in whatever ballad they are mangling at the time...

But, as ever, I digress: props to Philip, Costa and Martin (as the Case may be) for being fill in drummers for the day, to John Curtis (piano and bass but not at the same time) who is as near a multi instrumentalist as you would want to get  in such company as this, and to Anthony the Thespian singing as intently as ever, and lugging the Roland back up the staircase at the end of it all.

And to that audience: it is not a band, but we hope you enjoyed it. We did... 

​(*) A gallimaufry: we like to use that word about once every five years or so, appropriately or otherwise.​