| 30 November 2009
Thanks to Russ Nerwich, the first person I hooked up with in Buenos Aires was soul-brother, tarrot mystic, guitar player-extraordinaire... and proprietor of the Mantengase Hostel, Mariano Mojoli. On Thursday evening I was invited to play a little acoustic gig there with Javier Mareco. Well, that's what the flyer said... but things work a little differently in BA! Javier's a fantastic bass player, but it was his first solo gig, and he was more than a little nervous for the singer part of singer-songwriter, and thought it would be a much better idea for me to play after him. So I duly got handed the 2.30am slot! Um. Yes. Any idea what your singing voice feels like at 3am? Buenos Aires serves up another first.
