Leavetaking: Friday 19th September, 2003
The Angel, with Tom Robinson
We've seen Tom Robinson several times now, in The Angel, and he and his collaborators have never failed to wow us with their style, their professionalism, their obvious enjoyment and their skill.
The set list was very much in Tom's accustomed range: Van Morrison, Tom Waits, jazz standards and even some Bob Dylan. But the sharp-eyed among you will notice a new face playing a pretty blue guitar. Tom (for that is also his name) plays a mean electric thang, but has a terrific variety of styles of which he is the master, so that a delicate folk-ish strum can dissolve into a full-on Hendrix thrash in the bending of a string. Brilliant.
And so to the audience ...
Both Roberts (Plumb and Sippett) were there. I'm including this shot, even though Sippo is clearly drinking l*g*r, to remind myself that I must introduce you more directly to Vicky. Apparently there are tales of a holiday in Spain that just have to be told.
The pub was full of regulars, including Mark and Maggie, and Pauline and Patrick (many thanks for the crash pad, both).
Peter and Marilyn Thorogood came along, and thoroughly enjoyed themselves - I can't let this occasion pass without paying tribute again to the way Peter, Mel and their gang have saved pubs like the Angel from almost certain oblivion.
The Townsends and Jos and Gill were there, along with assorted Plumbs, too.
And so was Paul Jacques.
Look again at Bill I-S's pint of Guiness. Some say that that is a face in the background. I think it's a trick of the light and smoke, but who am I to argue?
Let's look at the evidence again:
Decide for yourself.