The Concorde Flies Again edition

groovers offside

Alternate Title: The Groover gets back in the groove

Last night was a music fest

Down the A23 to Brighton for a master-blaster class with the best

blue-eyed soul boy on this side of the Atlantic

Step up to the mike James Hunter

http://www.jameshuntermusic.com

This cat has all the moves

Totally unfazed by the largely geriatric audience the wailer

from Essex belted out his big hits…..

…..obviously that is a relative term !

Curiously the one song the audience craved…..

The one song the crowd called out for…..

…..was a sweet little number called ‘Carina’

Said song was duly delivered and then the crowd called

out for more……….

Now this is a great song with a lilting melody but again !

Then I noticed that the folk shouting out ‘Carina’ were all men

Then I remembered I was in Brighton  ! ! !

Oh well

James rocked the place….

He…

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The Concorde Flies Again edition

Alternate Title: The Groover gets back in the groove

Last night was a music fest

Down the A23 to Brighton for a master-blaster class with the best

blue-eyed soul boy on this side of the Atlantic

Step up to the mike James Hunter

http://www.jameshuntermusic.com

This cat has all the moves

Totally unfazed by the largely geriatric audience the wailer

from Essex belted out his big hits…..

…..obviously that is a relative term !

Curiously the one song the audience craved…..

The one song the crowd called out for…..

…..was a sweet little number called ‘Carina’

Said song was duly delivered and then the crowd called

out for more……….

Now this is a great song with a lilting melody but again !

Then I noticed that the folk shouting out ‘Carina’ were all men

Then I remembered I was in Brighton  ! ! !

Oh well

James rocked the place….

He did all those Chuck Berry style duck-walks

He did the splits

He did this cossack thing

He had it all going on

Not bad for a 51 year old with more bad habits than an abandoned

monastery

For my money his throaty voice is better than old Rod’s

The title of this post refers to the venue…..

The Concorde 2 is a Victorian building in the lee of the cliffs facing

the sea

It’s not very big and that makes it very intimate

The G.-man and his moll pitched up and grabbed a couple

of the pound seats right in front of the stage…..

And then the fun ensued

‘Carina’ did get the loudest cheer of the night

‘Minute by minute’ was absolutely brilliant

Then when the curtain was lowered on another fun-filled excursion

Giuletta whooshed home…..

…..and when the lights went out the G.-man dreamed about Carina

Bless him

G.

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The Pop-Up Cinema edition

groovers offside

Alternate title: The Groover goes Gothic

So here’s the deal……………………………

It was a damp, cold autumnal Sunday afternoon

There were two choices beckoning

Pull on the cardigan, crack out the slippers and slide into the

Sundays

OR   ! ! !

Put the key into Giulietta’s ignition and head off to Heaven…..

…..not literally

Last night The Bleangate Brewery transformed itself into a

POP-UP cinema

Goody Ales got vamped !

http://www.goodyales.co.uk

It was all part of the B.F.I. Gothic film festival…..

‘GOTHIC…..The Dark Heart of Film’

Chairs and tables were set out, rugs thrown down…..

…..candles were lit

The main event was the first ever screening of the first ever…..

Hammer Horror !

‘The Horror of Dracula’

…in sleepy Herne

Classic vintage, 1958 !

All the usual suspects were there…..

Peter Cushing, Christopher Lee (Dracula), the pneumatic maidens

wearing chiffon

It was only later that said maidens were systematically disrobed…

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The Pop-Up Cinema edition

Alternate title: The Groover goes Gothic

So here’s the deal……………………………

It was a damp, cold autumnal Sunday afternoon

There were two choices beckoning

Pull on the cardigan, crack out the slippers and slide into the

Sundays

OR   ! ! !

Put the key into Giulietta’s ignition and head off to Heaven…..

…..not literally

Last night The Bleangate Brewery transformed itself into a

POP-UP cinema

Goody Ales got vamped !

http://www.goodyales.co.uk

It was all part of the B.F.I. Gothic film festival…..

‘GOTHIC…..The Dark Heart of Film’

Chairs and tables were set out, rugs thrown down…..

…..candles were lit

The main event was the first ever screening of the first ever…..

Hammer Horror !

‘The Horror of Dracula’

…in sleepy Herne

Classic vintage, 1958 !

All the usual suspects were there…..

Peter Cushing, Christopher Lee (Dracula), the pneumatic maidens

wearing chiffon

It was only later that said maidens were systematically disrobed to

expose their bouncing puppies…..

…..in a desperate attempt by Hammer to broaden the appeal of the

genre

The real star of the show was James Bernard

Never heard of him ?

An unsung hero ?

Let me help you out then…..

…..he did the music

…..he was responsible for the dramatic moments being

melodramatic

…..basically he could make opening a bottle of milk terrifying !

The good folk from Goodys provided hot sausage rolls…..

…..hot garlic bread (anti-vampire fodder)

…..and cold pork pies

And let’s not forget the beer

‘Good Life’…..3.9%, a fresh tasting pale ale

‘Good Lord’…..5.0%, a dark, rich porter……………

……..Oh, and apparently more effective than a crucifix at repelling

BLOOD SUCKING VAMPIRES

Well, we were all suitably scared and charmed by a very unusual

night out

Then we all slunk back to our coffins before sunup !

G.

p.s. Check out the Goodys website for more alternative days / nights out

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The Roman Holiday edition

groovers offside

Alternate Title: What the hell has happened to Big Joe?, Part 8

‘Eccoci qua’

‘Here we are’

Where Audrey went, so the G.-man follows…..

…..after a decent interval

Not much has changed, the Colosseum is still there…..

…..but the prices have gone sky high and anything iconic

or famed has become a veritable cash cow

The Groover has been milked !

So the saying goes, ‘When in Rome do as the Romans do’

And yesterday (All Saints Day) evening I cruised into…..

‘Al Leoncino’ for some Roman pizza

There are lots of pizzerias in Rome so how do you know

which one to choose ?

Good question

The right answer is to get yourself a cicerone…..

…..or failing that follow the G.-man

Al Leoncino doesn’t have a name technically since Leoncino

is simply the name of the street

Al Leoncino doesn’t even have a sign outside, the owners have

just…

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The Roman Holiday edition

Alternate Title: What the hell has happened to Big Joe?, Part 8

‘Eccoci qua’

‘Here we are’

Where Audrey went, so the G.-man follows…..

…..after a decent interval

Not much has changed, the Colosseum is still there…..

…..but the prices have gone sky high and anything iconic

or famed has become a veritable cash cow

The Groover has been milked !

So the saying goes, ‘When in Rome do as the Romans do’

And yesterday (All Saints Day) evening I cruised into…..

‘Al Leoncino’ for some Roman pizza

There are lots of pizzerias in Rome so how do you know

which one to choose ?

Good question

The right answer is to get yourself a cicerone…..

…..or failing that follow the G.-man

Al Leoncino doesn’t have a name technically since Leoncino

is simply the name of the street

Al Leoncino doesn’t even have a sign outside, the owners have

just hand-painted the word ‘PIZZERIA’ on the wall above the

entrance

There is no menu posted outside on the wall

There is no seating outside

There is no lectern with a menu in six languages (and flags)

However, there is a very big clue as to what goes on inside

A QUEUE

A LINE

UNA CODA

Yes, a long line of happy, chattering Romani waiting

hungrily for a table on a balmy November evening

There were plenty of pizzerie within a short distance

away that they could have gone to…..

NO, that was for the tourists

This is where the Romani eat

This is where the Romani eat authentic Roman pizza

This is simply the best (Tina Turner, 1992)

Now if you are of a delicate disposition and formica strikes

a discordant note with you then you may wish to avoid this

Similarly if you are prone to claustrophobic panic attacks in

over crowded, confined spaces you may prefer to look away now

If neither of the above boxes have been ticked you have struck

the gastronomic lottery

The staff are straight out of a Fellini film, let’s say ‘Amarcord, 1973’

My cicerone tells me the principal waiter used to serve her as a

child 50 years ago…………

…..he wears a white (once) waiter’s jacket and sports a

permanent louring look

…..he has a white (once) dish cloth which he throws over his

right shoulder

…..he doesn’t have any teeth (apparently, I didn’t verify this !)

…..but he could pull a pint (actually 0.4l) of Peroni faster than

greyhound with a rocket up its arse…..

…..and get it to the sacred space on the table in front of you

ready for  consumption with a dexterity one can only marvel at..

…..without spilling a drop (thank you, the beer god)

So far, so very good !

The ageing, leopard skin print top adorned crone that was on

order-taking duty soon pitched up…..

…..literally !

…..The G.-man is aware that Italians never talk when they can

shout (‘To Rome With Love, 2012, Woody Allen) but this, err, lady,

took it to a whole new level

As it happened the discreetly concealed hearing-aid was the reason

Bless her and her noisy ways

Now this eaterie serves bruschetta the original way…..

…..not the way we are used to getting it nowadays

…..bruschetta is meant to be toasted bread (cut thickly) that

is then rubbed with garlic, then drizzled with extra virgin olive

oil and you should then add more oil, salt and pepper to taste

at the table when Lurch (the butler from the 1960s TV series The

Addams Family) and company place it in front of you

Then onto the pizze which are thin crust, wonderful and don’t

leave feeling like you have eaten a brick after the event……

…..in my case ‘Salsiccia and funghi’ (sausage and mushroom)

This is the real deal

Enough said

When you appear to be finished the staff let you know you have by

trying to take your plate away…..

…..Hell, there’s a bloody great queue outside and they have hungry

Romani to feed

Bless them all

Written from seventh heaven on one of the seven hills !

G.

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