Manchester Jazz Festival is an annual event that, for one reason and another, we’ve totally managed to avoid since we moved up north. But this year, we made the effort and travelled into the city, by tram.
We caught the tail-end of the performance by art-pop collective Dilettante while eating lunch, or late second breakfast in my case, which was disappointing. The good news is that today was the first time I felt confident enough about the weather to wear sandals.
The next band was Caraway, from Bristol, not to be confused with bands with the same name from Toronto, Los Angeles and even Manchester a few years ago. They were very enjoyable, and it was good to see someone playing a flugelhorn.
Another cup of iced coffee kept me going, and we kept our perfect seats before the arrival of the singer who was the main reason we came this afternoon: Satnam Galsian. She gave the premier perfomance of her new piece, Love or Sacrifice which explores themes of gender roles and the expectations of women in South Asian culture. Her songs are deeply rooted in her personal experiences. And her performance was very moving.
There was a Q&A afterwards and I was glad someone else asked about why she was sitting down on the floor while singing. I know I would have had cramp or pins and needles after a short while. But it’s a cultural thing, from north India.
Later on, looking at photographs of the event that other people had posted online, we were delighted to see that Liesel and I appeared in some of them. Another small contribution to our 15 minutes of fame.
Keiran tried mashed potato for the first time and he quite enjoyed it despite not quite knowing the difference been moisturiser and food.
But don’t worry, it wasn’t too long before he was able to rinse it off in the pool, with Dada.
We could have done with a swimming pool near us, to be honest, as we revelled in the hottest days of the year so far: in fact, the hottest May days since records began! And I don’t mean Tina Turner records.
What’s Love Got To Do With It? is the name given to a Tina Turner tribute show. Yes, of course, we would love to have seen Tina herself in concert but that’s not be. In this show, we heard all the hits and a couple of songs that were new to me. Leslie soaked up the music too. Holly Bannis did a great performance, with Tina’s big hair, Tina’s costumes and Tina’s singing style. The audience sang and clapped along, even when not explicitly invited to do so.
One guy a couple of rows in front of us was extremely exuberant in his dance moves, he really wanted to get noticed by the dancers. And he succeeded. He was invited to go to the front in and join in with a song and dance. After which, his moves weren’t quite as flamboyant.
I was surprised and a little disappointed that during the interval here at The Lowry, they played adverts! Never experienced that at a theatre before. OK, it was a trail for another performance here, but I really hope that’s not the thin edge of the wedge.
Liesel and her Mom went out for a quick walk early in the morning, and before they returned, I caught the bus to join the Thursday walk in Wythenshawe. Liesel hadn’t locked the door, they wouldn’t be that long, but I did lock the door. Then I got a message from Liesel saying she didn’t have her keys. They’d bought some shopping and were locked out of the flat!
So once I stopped laughing, I returned home from Wythenshawe Forum as quickly as possible, just missing one bus and annoyed that the next one never appeared, despite what the display said.
We rarely go out two nights in a row but that’s what happened this week! Last night, a fake Tina and tonight, a visit to Stoller Hall to see a Scottish band, Skipinnish. Again, Leslie dug the sounds, man. Rob Green from Nottingham was supporting and he was pretty good too. I had a quick word with him and he recorded a little jingle for my radio show.
Skipinnish were formed in 1999, so they’ve been going a while, yet somehow their music hasn’t made its way to our ears until now. But they put on a very good show, especially with their singer, Rachel Walker. The jigs and reels were great and at one point, Liesel said that she was surprised at how loud the bagpipes were.
We like Stoller Hall as a venue, becuse the acoustics are good, and there is seating, but it is also just over the road from Manchester Victoria Station, so we were able to travel in by tram. And a good night’s sleep was had by all.
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