the place, the stage, and some pirate recordings
the night I came back to Yandoit with the Django Fretts. Claire came with the kids, I saw a few former neighbours and friends, the bossanovists were there too, and some curious locals folks.
it was a beautiful occasion, the band played well and the spirits were left flying high.
everyone I talked to afterwards was left feeling very grateful for the people who came, the people who organized, and the people who played – blessings shared all around, what humans do.
my former neighbour Richard took these recordings and allowed me to share.
now I don’t really like hearing myself playing on record, a bit like I don’t like hearing my voice on answer machines (I don’t think anyone does, really).
but long ago I promised myself to be as transparent as possible here.
so here I am, with the Fretts, bless these men.
❤️