Thursday evening adventures

At risk at turning up to late for Islington Folk Club I took a taxi, imagening that that would take me faster to the pub. But I wonder. The cabbie was pretty unsure where Clerkenwell Close is, and in the end I had to guide him the last bit.
And it seems we went through London's red light district on the way. No, not that district, but we must have had a red light at every street crossing we passed on the way.

The Islington Folk Club is a nice club, upstairs in the Horseshoe Pub in the street mentioned above. They have their regular Angel Band, yesterday 11 men and women strong och various instruments. You name an instrument and it is in the band. I especially liked the hurdy gurdy.
The main act was Florida, a five piece band mainly playing instrumental music (though they sing well too). Their line-up is rather strange for a folk group:
- Trumpet (and a damn good singer). Oh what a joy to hear jigs, reels and hornpipes on the trumpet. It does not happen to often.
- Barytone saxophone/bass clarinet/soprano saxophone
- Electric guitar/fiddle (and another fine singer, and during the florr spots he accompanied his singing wife on the concertina)
- Two row melodeon
- Electric bass
A very powerful band indeed, even without a PA system. Do not sit too close to the stage is my advice.

Right in front of the stage we set up a Swedish camp, sine Tom Paley was there as well. It is strange. He lives in London and go round playing Swedish fiddle tunes in the folk clubs. I live in Sweden and play English Music. But yesterday it was time to air my English version of Stellan Johansson's Herr Medel-Svensson (One of the Jones's in English) again. It has been played in English folk clubs twice now. Maybe time for himself to come over?

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