Forward of two tribute live shows this weekend, Blur’s guitarist remembers the nerve-racking expertise of meeting certainly one of Britain’s biggest musicians
It took me some time to completely respect Bert Jansch. Perhaps as a result of I related him with terror for a variety of years.
I performed on the identical bill as him in 2003 at Stephen Malkmus’s Down the Dustpipe festival at the Royal Pageant Hall in London. I had just come out of the Priory and was enjoying with a new and relatively hurriedly rehearsed band. Not only that, I had drunk around 15 cups of coffee throughout Bert’s set and was going to start out my present instantly after him, all alone with two or three acoustic songs. As I watched him I started to have a really dangerous feeling about the entire evening.
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