Jenny and the Jameses in Darling

Jenny and the Jameses

This music deserves good acoustics and light refreshment such as a bottle of the Cape’s finest stashed safely under the seat. And so, we were taken on a nostalgic trip. A trip into other eras, musical genres and all performed by a very talented trio of musicians right on top of their game.

Jenny has a voice from heaven. I know comparisons are odious but I was transported to Joan Baez, Judy Collins, Maddy Prior and those clear voiced singers who graced our stages and hit every note. No hint of idols’ style screetching and mindless warbling; noise that scrambles around frantically and occasionally lands on the correct note, it seems more by chance than good judgement.

At the beginning of the evening we were assured that the front row was to be the source of a River Dance group for an encore. Alas it didn’t happen, next time ?

Jenny’s ‘Sailor’s Song’ was a good kick-off; a song of a sailor who thinks “of a love he hoped he’d find…”. Later during the evening J,J and J played another of Jenny’s songs “Travelling man” who “vowed he’d never go home’, a traveller with “a story to tell…”; “who carries his secrets because he knows he’ll never go home”.

I’ve got the sequence of Jenny’s songs muddled but no matter. The 3 Js also played another of Jenny’s songs called “The wind”. The story of a young girl who runs away from home “by the light of the moon.” The wind brings her home.

James, the harp, told a couple of dry jokes, very much in the style of the folk clubs of old; how I miss them. He burst merrily into Appalachian music and then did a convincing vocal impression of a Russian.

While I was looking down and scratching around with my notes the group burst into 3 part harmony, I looked up fully expecting to see a much larger group on stage.

The 3 Js rounded out the evening with a Steeleye Span number and then “The Boxer” and “Scarborough Fair”, both by Paul Simon. By the way, which of us wasn’t in love with Maddy Prior back in the day ?

Nostalgia is not all it’s trumped up to be. Nevertheless memories of the Troubadour in Braamfontien in the early 1970s came back, with Mel Mel and Julian, Caroline Blundell and Colin Shamley pushing the Gaulieters at the censors’ office to the brink yet again with “Colonial Man”, while his cigarette danced merrily on the end of a guitar string.

The Troubadour with many fine South African musicians – wonderful evenings, strong and masking smell of incense, never to be forgotten …

J,J and J, you woke many memories and you created many more. Thank you.



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