HELLO AGAIN PETER

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Quite a busy week this week. two gigs so far and both at the excellent STABLES venue in Milton Keynes. The place only holds about 350 or so people so it is an intimate venue where you can see and hear artists in comfort. There is a well stocked bar and you can take your drinks into the audotorium. Set up by the late Johnny Dankworth and Wife Cleo Lane, it's well worth a visit and they get some pretty good acts there.

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One such was playing on Tuesday night - the legendary bluesman Peter Green. The place was jam-packed to witness Peter's performance and they were not disappointed. I last saw him just after he left Fleetwood Mac in the early 70's at Eel Pie Island, I think it was, in London. He fronted a four piece band then and it was a six piece on Tuesday. A second guitarist has been added, plus a sax player and keyboards. Peter does a B.B. now and that is that he sits down for the whole time. His contact with the audience is minimal. Indeed he seems rather embarrassed to be on the stage at all. He shuffles on and off with a small wave to the crowd.
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However it is his guitar that does the talking. As it always has. He treated us to some new unfamiliar numbers, some familiar ones from post Fleetwood Mac days and of course some classics. Three in fact:- "Oh Well", "Albatross" and the song almost everyone thinks Santana wrote "Black Magic Woman". He didn't really 'get it on' and at his age and with his previous drug consumption and related effects thereof, I didn't expect him to. But as I pointed out to Trish, a great guitarist is one whose style you recognise immediately and one which others can't really emulate, Jeff Beck, Hendrix, B.B. King, Santana, Zappa for example. Peter has his own and he borrows from the greats as he goes.

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For me, the best of the night were the aforementioned Mac classics, a super "The Thrill Has Gone" but the ultimate thrill was to hear him play Freddie King's "The Stumble". I desperately hoped for "The Supernatural" but didn't get it. That's right Pete, leave em' wanting!

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BEAM ME UP I'VE HAD ENOUGH!

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What the........?

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Strange goings on today. I walked into my place of work with the usual Monday morning feeling to be greeted by the apparition above. At first I thought that I had died and gone to wherever it is one goes to when the Grim One calls your name, but no, what I saw before me was no unearthly spectre. So, I thought to myself I must be dreaming, still tucked up in my cosy Harlington bed. The greater mystery was why was I dreaming about my visit, detailed on these pages, of my recent visit to The California Inn one of Luton's 'alternative' bars? It looked real enough, as real as the transvestite blonde that had accosted me in said establishment. But hang on, this one, unlike the previous (I add hastily) had a familiar visage. Surely it could not be....my very good friend....Liam O'Donnell????

Confused, I rubbed my disbelieving eyes as it stood there before me smiling inanely. I ventured a few stumbling words. 'Liam. Is that you, I must say you look a bit...well how can I put it.....gay.' Swiftly, not waiting for a reply I moved on and past it hoping with mounting desperation that I would soon find myself fumbling for the alarm clock as it screeched it's mournful message. However there was no awakening, for this readers, was reality. Yes, reality. This was happening in my place of work. As I reached the sanity of my classroom I was soon to be found switching on my computer. My union was surely going to hear about this. I don't know what 'in the workplace' it was but it for sure hadn't been good for me, not at this time of day!

50% LESS FAT

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Wow I must of had a really exciting weekend if this is all I can find to talk about! Well it's true. But I was looking at my very good friend Rusatn lefin's Blog http://www.afreemanintown.blogspot.com/ and I noticed he had posted his own boring news of the day, that being his dinner. Now Rustan loves taking pictures of his dinners, and/or his afters for that matter. It's as if he is a condemned man and it's his last meal before being taken away and being forced to listen to ' Greatest Musicals Of Our Years-The Collection' (but that's another story) Today his dinner looked, as it always does, really delicious. And that's coming from a veggie. He has been out to a fine eatery in Goteborg and good for him, has enjoyed a typical Swedish Sunday lunch.

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So, I thought, what could I post on my Blog that is Swedish and I really like. Immediately I thought of the packet, (nearly empty) of Extra Crunchy Dill flavoured crisps, which for me ARE the taste of Sweden, lurking, hidden in my cupboard. Forget all that lovely mustard herring, the excellent salmon and smoked fish of various varieties, give me DILL flavoured crisps every time. And before you say you can't get them in England, so what's the point me telling you about them, you can.. But you need to visit IKEA. Next stop Dime Ice Cream.