Degrees of SeparationĀ 

Our last night in Kochi was shared with a Scottish musician, who we have seen play folk music at at cafe a few days earlier 

We arranged to meet in a hotel where we could chat over a few beers in Happy Hour. 

This in itself is  almost a miracle in Kochi, alcohol is very hard to buy with their strict alcohol laws. ..and a “Happy Hour ” .. Yes I would class this as a minor  miraclešŸ˜‰

As the conversion progressed between the three of us, the things in common gathered and gathered.  There is a saying that everyone in the world is connected by a  only a few degrees of separation.  

Evidence is beginning to add weight to this with people I meet in my life. .This folk singer who I have never met before and lives hundreds of miles from me amd yet has 3 Facebook friend in common with me and 2 with my partner. 

Although Scottish,  he classes himself as Welsh, my partners family are from North Wales my family’s from South Wales. 

Add to this a few extra bonus points his mum is from the Welsh part of Patogonia, my partner has always dreamt of travelling there and to meet someone with connections to the country was a real plus for him and add to that they were both huge fans of the “Beatles ” meant we didn’t struggle at all with conversation on this last delightful night in Kochi 

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United in songs

Last night was rather special 

My partner plays various drums in bands in Birmingham and whilst shopping around  Kochi he saw a djemba he liked and bought it. 

Eager to test it out we went to the upstairs pizza restaurant last night where a local man called Matt offered him a chance to play alongside him

What fun, hours of music with people joining in from around the world. .Israel  Germany, India and more.  Singing and enjoying popular world famous songs  like “Let it be,” ” Three little Birds”, “Sweet home Alabama ” and the “Banana Boat Song ”

Spanish Guitar at Lunch TimeĀ 

“Where are you now ?” I hear you ask 

I am currently sitting at the foot of a huge gold angle in the Birmingham museum and art gallery listening to their wonderful free lunch time solo guitar concerts 

Living in a large city has many advantages and if have a little hunt in local what’s on guides these type of events are easily accessible.  Birmingham being the second city often has lunch time concerts and I can’t think of a better way to spend a Friday lunch time 

A one off

On year ago today I ran a spoken word and music event in the anthitheatre of Birmingham City Centre Library. 

It was a lovely warm day and the anthitheatre was brilliant.  The sounds projected up into the roads above.  

All the audience loved the event and it was a thrill for the performers to have such great natural acoustics. 

“Why won’t it happen again?” I hear you ask? 

Because they have buried the amphitheatre in cement and soil to save on costs! 

Time of Your LifeĀ 

Last night was my monthly spoken word event. It’s always crazy, long and incredibly diverse.  I enjoy the eccentric side of life and my monthly event is  magnet for these wonderful characters. 

Now,
 one man who has learning disabilities has been coming along to my event for quite a while, he sometimes interrupts the acts and sings, “time of your life ” randomly.  There is normally a kind sole who encourages him to listen to the acts instead of interrupting. 

Last night at end of the night, I gathered everyone together and we sang, “time of your life ” just for him….

…well we didn’t just sing it,  in my true spoken word style we performed it for him. Singing, drumming and one lady got up and danced with him

A Leonard Cohen Day

We are in August, yesterday morning felt like late October.  It was dark, cold and raining. 

But there is also something comforting about these days, I was inside doing work looking out of the patio doors at the bleak weather. The music industry chose to play was Leonard Cohens amazing album, “you want it darker. ” .. seamed apt šŸ˜„

Waiting for fireworksĀ 

This moment in time I am currently in Stratford upon Avon with my family  at the river festival waiting for fireworks.  

Yes, I mean literally, not some kind of family drama to take place.  We are sitting on the grass surrounded by people having fun and more prepared than us, with coats listening to music . We are amongst this pulsating crowd minus coats waiting for the firework finale 

There is something very British about summer nights, music, crowds and fireworks finals. ..and best of all watching people dance 

Wow, such TalentĀ 

Well, it was my spoken word and music event at the quirky little bohemian cafe in Balsall Heath last night and it was a night bursting with talent. 

It’s not just spoken word and music  (maybe I should rename it) there are comedians , a magician and often more. 

I remember way back when variety programmes began to receive high ratings , programmes like, “The good old days.” Yes, I am that old!  We still love variety acts today, I believe ,”Britain’s got talent” is still on . 

What lots of people may not know is there are many venues in Birmingham where talent is overflowing, last night was just one of them

The Word in One City

One of the things that I love about Birmingham is the diversity of its people.  This leads to an amazing range of art, music and food. 

There is always an event happening in Birmingham displaying this wonderfulness. 

Last night I went to an event celebrating Portugal carnation revolution.  I had never heard of this before, it was celebrated with beautiful sung Portuguese poetry, music , singer singer writers and traditional food. 

It was a lovely evening where I lost in the moment