Sunday, August 28, 2005

It's the closest thing to crazy

Watch my credibility ratings sink without a trace.
Last night I pitched up on Hampstead Heath to
have a few drinks, smokes and food just outside the
Kenwood House concert starring sub Snora Jones crooner Katie Melua.
She started out with Canned Heat classic On the road again, so that wasn't so bad. Then it became the slow dinner jazz crooning I expected, but it was great to be on the Heath, warm night, kids running about, people having picnics and relaxing. She did play the odd bluesy rocky number just as you were about to nod off for good. All in all it was a good night.
Walking back through the darkened heath was a real treat. Addled by too much Pimms and Lemonade and spliff we sauntered through the peaceful misty fields forests and hedgerows.
Was this really London?

1 comment:

Deek Deekster said...

yes this was London, which is like an ever-changing land of strange twists and turns

you never know what it will become, this least definable, most unpredictable of cities