The Woodford Files 1a

I'm still not used to this phone; I accidentally sent that last post a bit early, bit never mind.

As I write this time, I'm sitting in the Blues tent listening to Juzzie Smith, who surprises me. His music is fantastic: slide guitar, harmonica, didge, various percussion bits played as a one-man setup, but his lyrics are absolutely awful. I'm sitting here wondering if it's worth missing out on the Empire Variety Afternoon (magic, comedy, puppetry) in favour of this, where the music is transporting but I keep cringing. Luckily most of his music is instrumental; he knows his strengths.

Kristina Olsen, who played first in this session, is absolutely up to scratch, with her songs vying with her comic and poignant stories for your attention. If you ever get a chance to see her, DON'T ever miss it.

I just looked around me and noticed that the place is PACKED. mostly with tanned young skin flashing tatts, vaguely clothes. The only way out is if I duck under the (cloth) wall next to me. I think I'm stuck here.

AND NOW I'VE GOT A HEARTBEAT
AND I CAN PLAY THE HARMONICA

AND IT'S ALL REALLY COOL AND I'M CREATING A VIBE
AND I'M PASSING ON THAT VIBE
SO THAT WE'LL ALL FEEL THAT VIBE
AND LIVE IN PEACE AND HARMONY

I don't think I quite got that right but it's pretty damn close... I'm not doing his rhyming any justice, but neither is he.

Now he's playing harmonica with his nose! That's cool. Ooh! He's inviting Kristina back on stage. See you later...

-- Post From My iPhone