Nice 'n Spice-y...

What an excellent night at The Spice of Life. A really good vibe and a great gig. Thanks all for coming down. I really enjoyed it. If you measured enjoyment in sweat, and why not, then I think you could tell just how much fun I was having. Fantastic band - thanks to Bruno, Jay and Fletch. Let's hope there will be more Spice to come. Thanks to Paul Pace for running a great venue and a great night. That should be nights - kickin' jazz there on a Thursday evening too. Check it out. www.spicejazz.co.uk

Please, please, please let me get in a self-reflective mood overnight. Today was meant to be the day I did my self-reflective account for the Guildhall - the very last piece of work I need to send in. Just didn't quite get the right feeling. It could have been something to do with being asleep. Dunno. This rainy stuff is not helping. I got rather used to the sun. Never thought of myself as a sun cat exactly but you know, maybe I'm changing with age? Not sure I'll ever be a leathery wrinkly oldie but you never know. No, you do know, no chance. Might get a few more freckles though.

A lovely lady stopped me in my regular coffee haunt yesterday afternoon - you know the one - and told me she had heard me sing at Clapham Picture House and that she had really enjoyed it and just wanted to let me know. You know, it made my day and put me in a great mood for the gig at The Spice. I'd just like to say thank you to that lady. She really didn't want to disturb me or embarrass me. You know, I can be disturbed with that kind of information any day of the week and it was a lovely thing to do. People should give compliments more. It's really nice.

I love you all - ok, that's a bit over the top. I'll work on my compliments.

Rx

London, gigs - back in the real world...

Or is it? Having had nearly five blissful weeks of sunshine in Devon I've returned to a very rainy London. It's like a different planet. Quite a shock. I thought I might at least be able to top up the tan - honestly, I know I've had quite a few doubters on that front but I really was golden brown - but no such luck. I shall have to investigate other methods...

Gigs on the cards this coming week. MONDAY at The Halo Bar, 317 Battersea Park Road. WEDNESDAY at The Spice of Life, Cambridge Circus. Full details on the gigs page - come on down. Having been out of gig circulation in Devon I'm really looking forward to a bit of a run out. Hope you can make it.

My fab six year old niece told me a very good joke. Two mind readers bumped into each other and one said - "Hey, you're fine, how am I?" I reckon she must be a genius to understand that concept - well, she is seven a week on Saturday.

Other than that, not much to report. I'm trying hard to get into self reflective mode. I have to write a self reflective account of my time at The Guildhall. It's the very last piece of work I have to submit for my Masters. All I can think of at the moment is the beach and ice cream and I don't think that is going to do it. Still, it has to be done in the next week as I'm off to France a week on Saturday - a new venue for the Mediterranean Jazz Summer School and I'm assisting the most fabulous singing tutor team of Liane Carroll and Ian Shaw. Not bad, eh? Really looking forward to it, although it feels odd that I won't be able to pop across the road to my other fave place, Le Couvent in Roujan to hang out with my buddies. Still, always fun to investigate a new place.

Have fun in the... rain.

Rx