Jazzed

On my recent trip to Halifax, an unexpected bonus was the happening of the Jazz Festival.  On a sunny afternoon I had the great pleasure of groovin' to 2 differently styled jazz groups under the big top down by the waterside, enjoying a refreshing glass of local brew (Garrison's Red Ale) when things got hot.  The admission was free and the music free-flowing.

Nothin' like a good drummer to lay down the back beat and keep the rhythm on track.  

A cool-dude hat can only enhance the vibe 

(Bill Stevenson Trio).

Boots the Cat could do nothing but manufacture an irresistible groove.

Here we are, horning in on some of the brass.  (I used to have a pair of shades, similar to the dude's on the right, that I bought in Paris, circa 1966! Only mine, of course, were way cooler!)

One of the percussionists did an awesome job of chanelling the John Belushi look.

My friend and I sat way at the back of the tent so the photos I took were taken at the maximum capacity of my little camera's 12 x zoom range.  When you're at the back of a venue, obviously you're going to get a lot of heads in the way of the shot.  Here I liked the patterns of the plastic chair backs and the evident engagement of the guys in front of me listening intently to the music.  Throw in the cool colours of the t-shirts, echoed by the blue shirt in the middle distance and, for me, it adds up to visual pleasure.  Sorry I can't throw in the acoustic as well.

I've laid down the base line here (pun intended, of course).  

More to come soon from my Jazz Fest experience.

Wishin' y'all a groovilicious weekend!