Friday, December 07, 2007


One good thing about Bangkok is that the hotel bars are littered with pretty decent American jazz musicians offering some elegant tooting and tinkling as you sup your early-evening maragaritas. They're rarely household names, but a lot of them have impressive pedigrees, including stints with some of the big hitters as far back as the 1960s.

So the Bangkok Jazz Festival ought to offer a chance for these guys to get away from being background music to finger food, and actually play a few proper gigs. Sadly not. I'm not quite sure what jazz actually is any more, when I see that the headliners include Blood, Sweat and Tears, Shakatak and Matt Bianco:

To be fair, I was quite fond of MB when I was a nipper. Think it was the houndstooth check jackets that did it. But I rather doubt they'll be performing their most memorable hit in BKK.


Anonymous said...

Surely this is Matt Bianco;s finest moment?
Kind of a Kennedyesque moment for a generation of kids, except that the answer to "where were you...?" would inevitably be "in me mam and dad's front room"

Tim F said...

That's the last link, Nick, but for some reason I couldn't embed it.