August 28
How’s your Bank Holiday going? Did you dive in like a Spanish football president, tongue flapping like a beached catfish, did you get involved like a 10-woman hen party dressed as nuns riding a beer wagon down the seafront with a giant inflatable penis, did you large it, were you having it, getting wavy, messy af? And now are you clenching hard as the howling void of emptiness opens out beneath you? Let JAZZ NIGHT AT THE BEE’S MOUTH assist with a gentle landing back into whatever passes for your sustainably normal life these days, thanks to the caring ministrations of those twin beacons of hope, the never- striking Air Traffic Controllers of hot licks and cool grooves known on this vibrational level as Luke “Bam Bam” Rattenbury (gtr) and Loz “Pythagoras” Thomas (drms) as they lay out the good stuff once again for your delectation and edification … I’ll be there once again, the regular rotating cast will supply notable guest appearances both within and without, Abdul the king of the block will be on vibe patrol, a range of fabulous intoxicants will be available for you, ready in the hands of the shimmering exotic creatures specially recruited to the Bee’s team to facilitate your every wish, and all will be well, let’s spin it again, still some more juice left so don’t miss out, don't sit there with a Trumpian up-and-under glower on your big silly face, no-ones' watching, so get up with it and get along, good times are only a robotaxi ride away…
August 7
As Pride shashays off into the mists of time in a haze of sodden rainbow tat and a cheery tinkle of discarded noz canisters, how will pass whatever’s left of whatever passes for summer? A desperate beach barbecue, one eye on the gathering rainclouds? A frenzied scroll thu lastminute.whatevs in Incognito mode trying to book your place in a deadly euro heatwave? Or just give up and plug back into the metaverse, your greying aging carcass slumped unattractively on your rancid sofa? Screw that, jack, get along to JAZZ NIGHT AT THE BEE’S MOUTH and teach yourself to reconnect with the positive vibrations emanating like purest osmium from those ascended Octave Doctors known on this frequency as Luke “Snake Plissken” Rattenbury (gtr) and Loz “The Three Storms” Thomas (drms) as they lay out another bounteous cornucopia of hot licks n cool grooves…. look around you, behold the crickets still sing upon the hill, the harvest ripens, the song of the bunting is heard in the valleys, the butterflies, out at sea the mackerel swarm, Jupiter hauls himself above the still glistening horizon, strivers keep striving, lovers keep yearning, out there in the stinking bin fire of TwitteX haters are hating with their busy little thumbs, bots are crawling, all manner of sick bullshit is getting cooked up, but out here in the perimeter there are still stars, we’re stoned immaculate, Abdul the king of the block gesticulating, special guests blowing, regular working stiffs sinking brewskis, exotic beings from improbable destinations shimmering in the shadows, people just like you looking for something to keep the lights from going out.. don’t fake it, we’ll make it, don’t delay, get in today.