Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Saturday 14th April - Yesterday evening, with vocal chords smoother than a Casanova pick up line, sharp clothing smoother than the escalators on the Piccadilly Line and soul refrains smoother than a Hollywood bikini line, US jazz singer Gregory Porter hit first direct Arena, Leeds. Actually, hit is probably too strong a word - Gently... Continue Reading →
I've been creating an inventory of my old man's vinyl albums this morning. As he'd a real love of many genres of music, I was somewhat surprised to find a paucity of Long Players (LPs) in the dusty box located on a garage shelf. A drop in the ocean compared to his sizeable cd collection, which boasts eclectic choices of jazz, musical theatre, pop and rock to name a few.... Continue Reading →