20 July 2013
The festival has come to Edinburgh. Not just the Fringe Festival, but the Book Festival, the Jazz & Blues Festival. The street festivals. There is music everywhere, and sunshine, and tourists, and artists of all sorts.
I’m right in the middle of it, sat in a church listening to my friend play jazz piano and chat about the process of jazz and music and swing and groove. He’s playing a second set later with a tenor from Glasgow, singing classics from the American Songbook. I want to stay forever and never leave.
Jazz just makes me so happy. I cant stop smiling and laughing when I listen to it, and I suppose thats really the point, isnt it?
More soon, so much more.