Ahead of two tribute live shows this weekend, Blur’s guitarist remembers the nerve-racking experience of meeting certainly one of Britain’s biggest musicians
It took me some time to completely recognize Bert Jansch. Perhaps as a result of I related him with terror for a lot of years.
I performed on the identical bill as him in 2003 at Stephen Malkmus’s Down the Dustpipe festival on the Royal Pageant Corridor in London. I had simply come out of the Priory and was enjoying with a new and relatively hurriedly rehearsed band. Not solely that, I had drunk around 15 cups of espresso during Bert’s set and was going to start out my present instantly after him, all alone with two or three acoustic songs. As I watched him I began to have a very dangerous feeling about the entire night.
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