The Jazz Festival was absolutely spot on!We caught the end of one band that were a mixture of jazz and blues.
Then settled into another venue to see a Canadian woman called Katja Gorrie.
She was extraordinarily skinny and looked frighteningly like Celine Dion with a blonde ‘Amy Winehouse’ bouffant.
We managed to cause offence AND get Shh-ed in the Conservative Club.
Some witch-y old tart called Julie Felix was actually singing Vietnam protest songs.
Fucking Vietnam! Get with the program woman!
Apparently, she opened for Bob Dylan at the Isle of Wight festival and if this was anything to go by, was still on the Acid trip.
I think it might be pertinent to just mention what Marlborough is like.
It’s fucking posh!
There are a lot of middle aged men in salmon coloured trousers, checked sports jackets and Sebago deck shoes.
These blokes also liked to play imaginary drums and piano.
Most freaky.
Dressing down for some of them is removing the tie from their usual suit and sticking some trainers on.
It was a nice day so there were a lot of varicose veins on display.
2 comments:
Cool! It would have been a disappointment if you hadn't been shsh-ed by the CC.
Good grief. Bob Dylan and Timelag woman on the Isle of Wight, can it get more tiresome?
The only thing worse than tan-coloured trousers is salmon coloured. It astonishes me that somewhere, someone is producing these things.
Although I'm prepared to not allow certain items of clothing, so far as varicose veined legs are concerned, I'm glad to see 'em, I want to be able to still wear shorts when my own legs become gnarly.
Or when I become junsy - the word verification word. It has such potential.
Shorts and blue socks with slip-ons! This should be outlawed!
Glad you had a good time mate.
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