With Quincy Phillips

Recollecting my moments on a moving train to the woods I was still struck by how my evening ended on Friday 13th October. It began with me eating a cheeseburger and fries and ended with having a conversation with a musician from Roy Hargrove’s Quintet whilst he ate his cheeseburger and fries….a little intrusive? (I’mContinueContinue reading “With Quincy Phillips”

The drunk evangelist…

On the central line on the way home from Westfield shopping centre I encountered a man clutching a can of Stella Artois preaching about Jesus. It wasn’t how he had almost stumbled and lost his balance on the way to his seat which was next to mine (ironically I was praying he wouldn’t sit there). ItContinueContinue reading “The drunk evangelist…”