Welllll, it all started like this. Jane and Ann and I went to a really great jazz gig last night, everybody who is anybody in the perth jazz scene was there including this guy, James Flynn, who i am gigging with in a few months. So, after the gig and a few beverages we were waiting to get a cab outside and James was walking to his car so i tactically intercepted him, introduced myself, complimented his work, informed him that i was booked to play with him as part of a string section in a few weeks in the burswood and asked if i could have a few kick-ass viola solos during his set (verbatim). He was pretty cool about it all, informed me pretty much that hell would freeze over before he would alter his arrangements, took my card and escaped the beer enlightened midnight carpark rantings of a crazy irish violaplayer.
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