Singing in the rain

It's getting beyond a joke, now, this rain. I know it's very British to talk about it, but I've just been singing in it.

I was playing a gig for the City of London festival near Liverpool Street, and although we were covered, the punters weren't. Still, it brings out this rather English stoicism and humour when you realise the slight absurdity of your situation. In fact, I enjoyed the gig. I was playing with Rythme Futur, a gypsy jazz outfit I sing with now and then. I like the fact that we can do stuff in French and Spanish and mix it up with the old Louis Armstrong-type numbers. Très chic and swinging! Also, there's something oddly comforting about having two guitars backing you.

Other than that, I'm still getting through the pile of ideas for songs that have been building up of late. Somehow, that pile never seems to go down, but it's better that way than not having one at all (ie, no ideas). Onwards and upwards.