Forward of two tribute live shows this weekend, Blur’s guitarist remembers the nerve-racking expertise of meeting considered one of Britain’s biggest musicians
It took me some time to completely respect Bert Jansch. Perhaps because I related him with terror for various years.
I played on the identical bill as him in 2003 at Stephen Malkmus’s Down the Dustpipe festival at the Royal Pageant Hall in London. I had just come out of the Priory and was enjoying with a new and relatively hurriedly rehearsed band. Not solely that, I had drunk round 15 cups of espresso throughout Bert’s set and was going to start out my show immediately after him, all alone with two or three acoustic songs. As I watched him I began to have a really dangerous feeling about the entire night.Continue reading...