Singers' Week... apparently

Jam session review (12th November 2023)

Let's, as Hortense has been known to say, start at the end. Melbourne does its best to find some pleasant weather this time of year, and as ever, fails, but in a nice way. And as we walked out into an eventually balmy twilight, the Captain was heard to remark "All those singers are getting quite good". Kevin will be mightily relieved after missing out last week.  Actually he sang  a pretty neat set, mercifully early in the sesh.

The afternoon was given over to the warblers, in the main: amongst them, Jane, pleading in loco parentis exhaustion, nevertheless threw the first pitch. Then, home runs from Kevin, Rose, Elly, Lisbeth, and Debra provided the entertainment while the rest of us were all chips, gossip and nonsense. The Calamatta (Satin Doll) provided some reminder of his class, (or our lack of it?) and showed he can accompany as well, Dean ripped through some classy up tempo numbers, and probably proved to be the pick of the geetars, although Mike ran him close. John Curtis was as studied and elegant as ever on the keys.

In all, a typical jam session, nothing got broken, nobody died, quite a few peeps had fun, and almost none of the gossip had a shred of truth.