I wandered towards Bombay Mick’s this evening and bumped into Mr Darwin, a frequent contributor to this organ.
Mr Darwin engages, among other things, inter alia, and so forth, in playing the jazz guitar, and he’s involved in the Limerick Acoustic Guitar Festival, taking place for the next while or so. Check it out if you happen to be in the region.
Personally, I’m a bit baffled by playing of this complexity and erudition, but Mr Darwin has promised to explain as he goes along. I have promised in return, not to be too drunk when I turn up, and furthermore to try and remain relatively sober during the gig. I have also promised, though it won’t be easy, to refrain from my usual practice of hurling obscene comments at the performers.
This isn’t going to be easy.
God, at my age, you’d think they’d cut me a bit of slack, wouldn’t you?