4th day, Bordeaux, France, Wednesday, 3rd of may 1995, Krakatoa
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What a great day to think about… today, it’s 20 years ago, but I’ll never forget this day for sure.
Continue reading November 9, 1997, Switzerland, Berne, Bierhuebeli
The way from Nancy to Strasbourg isn’t that far, so we arrived early.
Continue reading October 24, 1997, France, Strasbourg, La Laiterie
I have a single room (I don’t remember why). We’re in the Hotel Ibis in Nancy. Because Shay was with the both Lloyds in Paris, I have seen the rooming list and I wasn’t on the list, but a name of an old friend of mine. It was a bit strange for me to see this, without knowing about it. I mean, I knew, I have to leave the tour in Strasbourg the next day, but I didn’t know why. Now, I realized, that I was out and another was inside. But I wasn’t angry, it’s the way it is. Life goes on…
Continue reading October 23, 1997, France, Nancy, Jazz Pulsations
At the breakfast I was talking with Lester Sterling about Peter Tosh. Lester told me, that Peter Tosh used to call him “Mr. Sterling”. Later, when Tosh was famous, Lesters brother Keith Sterling was in the Tosh band, so they met again. Tosh didn’t recognized Lester, so Keith introduced him to Tosh. And Tosh said: “Hello Lester”. That’s how things are chaning.
Continue reading October 21, 1997, France, Tourcoing, Le Grand Mix
From the bretagne to Rennes it was the same way back.
The breakfast in Rennes was as small as all the other ones so far on this tour. Brevett is a lot talking in monologues. The feeling in the crew is not that easy as it should be. It’s too much moaning about this and that. I don’t know who is talking shit, but nobody is on the same line. The way to this wonderful place was all through the nice Bretagne.
Continue reading October 19, 1997, France, Plouneour Trez, Les Hesperides