Jazz in June 2006, number 23, has come and gone. I had a bittersweet moment as we raised the traditional glass of champagne backstage to toast the conclusion of another successful festival. This being my last (at least for a while) year of total immersion, I had a lilttle pang of the emotions....
This time next year, I'll be enjoying the music from the front of the house and, who knows, I may just invoke an Okie-Vegas gathering to coincide - poker and jazz, a couple of hot commodities, no?
Day three and the princesses are working hard to not break a sweat:
Keyboard concentration:
The gathering crowd:
Raising the spirit of Louis Armstrong:
Respekk for the oldtimers:
