Flowings of Your Everlasting Taffyman

The story of the jazz night. (this will be long and boring, and may even seem like I'm complaining a bit, which i might be but i had a good time.)

So we were all sitting around the kitchen table, at the hostel new york. We being me, a new yorker, a man with a german passport, a japanese guy, a japanese girl, a guy from plymouth (england) a guy from winnipeg, (we bond over winter, spelling of that fair city?) a nice girl from ecuador (use to know how to spell that)and of course the jersey man, (thats old jersey, channel islands, talks with an english accent but its closer to france than england)

So anyway, were all sitting around making fun of texas and such, the governor (el bush) and just u know chillin, when all of a sudden jersey man tells us about this club he is going to that has improv jazz (what i would call a jam session) anyway hes going cuz he loves jazz and even plays a bit, and if the mic is open hes golden (not that i know what he plays). So he heads out bout 10ish, the rest of decide later to meet up with him but we dont leave till like 11:30, which about the normal time in barcelona to head out to the club or bar you are gonna go to. (because after siesta they have work, and after work they have drinks and tapas, and after that they have a meal maybe and then they go out clubbing, and then they get a falafel, or gyro, or kebab, or whathave you. So we walk there, they are all drinking what looks like a forty. German passport guy (hes not fond of his country) decides to piss on a national monument, which i dont think he realized had a anti war banner on it (he probably would have pissed on a different national monument had he noticed.) And then we get to the club, which looks a bit fancy for a group of poor drunk backpackers. But they let us in, tell us where to find a table, german passport guy orders their cheapest bottle of wine for the table, and we all settle down to take in some jazz. (right, sarcastic) So first off i notice the guy on sax is on his solo time, which isnt too bad, but after 5 mins i notice the others are getting irritated, and hes completely off track. I mention this to the table, and new york guy, who is a bit of an elitest says "you see jazz is all about (some word i cant remember start with a c)" and then goes on to say "you see its like the band plays a song, and then each member take their turn to go crazy and go way off into something else, but they always come back and play the song again." and i didnt say it out loud but i of course was thinking "thanks for the jazz lesson pal" only in a grimmer tone. So anyway im trying to let him have his way, hes done stuff like this all night, so i just keep following the music and the sax guy does not return to the song, he warps the band members into playing with him and then stops abruptly leaving them a bit lost, so they start a new song. New york guy is not paying attention, then as the new song begins the bass player starts off on a solo, and he say "see now its the drummers turn, no wait the bass, yeah the bass!" and i was like yup. Anyway the wine came, and so they all had a glass of cheap bad red wine. And then they complained about it, saying how for the same price they could have gotten 4 of the 1.20 euro bottles they have been drinking and how the cheap stuff is better. And that is all very amusing except im trying to listen to jazz, and they keep talking to me. So then some new musicians come in, cuz its like happy hour or something and everyone buys a round in the show, starting with this nice blond girl who sang some old like 30s song pretty well, except she couldnt communicate with the spanish musicians so she messed up a touch. Then this dark haired lady who was also very good but more like scat style interesting, and i was thinking how much ani difranco probably just makes shit up and it sounds real good like that. Then this tall guy with dreads sang that route 66 song, but it was horrid cuz all the greedy musicians wanted 15 min solos and wouldnt stick to anything. Meanwhile back at the table, they are all talking about how they should steal some bottles of wine, and its not a bad idea since no one is watching and such. Plus the found some tobasco sauce and were adding it to their drinks. Drunk fucks. Still very amusing. New york guy is telling a ecuadorian girl how its good to study gaudi because "he takes buildings as an art" all this to cover up the fact he didnt want to spend the 7 bucks to go into gaudi's cathedral. Then he goes on to say he spent 4 hours studying some picasso stuff in madrid, (maybe its just that artist competition stuff at this point) or maybe i secretly love the ecuadorian girl, (she is cute) and im jealous like mad. (its funny how im giving the impression i seriously dislike this kid when i dont at all, but i was a bit irritated for no reason at all last night)

So then they all leave, and i finish up listening to jazz with the japanese and the jersey man who were all at a different table contemplating the bad jazz musicians. (not bad, just had no connection, they werent tight enough for me)
So we listen some more and then leave and jersey man is going off how it was a great show (maybe it was before i got there) and how he would have loved to play, and all sorts of stuff, and then he sees the blond girl (he apparently doesnt like to talk to guys cuz if there is a girl around even close to his age he immediately talks to her instead (which i understand, but dont have the guts to do myself) and then the japanese lady (who is like 40 and 3 feet tall or so) follows him not really realizing that he probably wants to go sweep the lady off her feet with jazz discussions and such, and me and yoki walk down la rambla (the main street) discussing american food, budgeting, bad jazz, and the street cleaners. Then i went to the internet cafe.

New york guy left this morning for avignon. His alarm went off, he went back to sleep, around 11 he ran his ass off out th room.
Jersey man has gone around enthused on jazz, telling everyone what a great band they were, but really hes probably just in love.
The german passport guy and a kid from quebec who was hanging with us a little but didnt go, are probably out looking for a job.
Winnipeg is probably falling in love with Ecuador girl.
Me im bitching and moaning.

Hmm so that was the story of about 3 hours last hope ur having fun today MAY be the last time im on ill im home, maybe not though u never know.