I stopped by another meetup of the London Bloggers social group last night. It was at the same location – the upstairs function room of Soho’s Coach & Horses pub – as last month, a good spot for it.
I had nice (although some too brief) chats with bloggers I’d met at earlier events, like meetup organiser Andy from Marketing Blagger (who was a bit under the weather last night), blogger-of-all-trades Tiki Chris, fellow chocoholic Francine, fellow Qyper Siany, Peter from My London Diary, and working-on-a-Wordcamp Tony.
There were plenty of new folks, too (or, at least, folks I met for the first time), and I spent at least a moment talking to Mehrdad about his clever image blog, Paul from affilinet, the life-loving (but sometimes contemplative!) Epicurienne, work-blogger Rajesh, Pat from music biz blog The Lip Service Journal, dark beige comedy blogger Matt, Cristiano on Tech/Life, and shamanic counsellor, healer, and soul retriever Zoë. Blogger meetups are certainly not uniform affairs.
After a couple of drinks I took my leave and jumped a bus to head down Oxford Street. My friend Bec had tipped me about a free-admission jazz night at a club near Bond Street tube station, so I thought I’d check it out on my way home.
I’d never been to Corks Wine Bar before. It’s a small, funky underground club. It looks like they usually have R&B, funk, and house music nights through the week, but last night was an open jazz night.
It was nearly empty when I got there, but the band – saxophone, trumpet, drums and keyboard – were swinging. As I looked around it appeared that the handful of others there were almost all other musicians themselves, waiting their turn for a set. And sure enough, they’d each in turn get up and do a tune or two: one woman played tenor sax, another guy sat in for the drums, a bass player joined. It was fun, loose, very jazzy, and a friendly feel. I couldn’t stay very long, but I enjoyed what I heard. If jazz nights become a regular fixture at Corks then I’ll go again (although based on last night’s attendance that might be unlikely).