I Know, I forgot to put the extra z in Jazz....senior moment.


This forum takes me back to the early 60s when I worked at Jazshows jazz club in London, also known as the 100 club. It was in the basement of 100 Oxford St. in central London.

I must point out at this stage that I was not a player. I was just a young lad who loved jazz, and to get in free, I cleaned up all the rubbish that was left behind after the sessions.
There was no alcohol served in the club in those days, and in the interval everybody left via the rear of the club and headed for the Blue Post Pub just around the corner at the back of the alleyway .
A quick pint and we where back for the final session.

Brilliant music and great fun.

Anybody else been there?


Happy days

I've been to the 100 club in the last year or so, but its previous incarnations are before my time. I'm in the process of collecting my jazz memories for the future - great fun it is too!

TSax

I bet it has changed a bit since I was there, it was a bit of a dive then, but we loved it. If I remember correctly the only seating was at the back of the hall and these consisted of a few rows of old aircraft seats.

Yes save your memories. I kept a diary for many years and occasionally dig into them its amazing the things you forget .

Have fun

One of the best gigs I ever saw was at the 100 - District Six, with Chris mcGregor guesting on piano. He was VERY late - Brian Abrahams was looking increasingly despairing, when I looked over my shoulder and there was the (very tall) McGregor making his way through the crowd to general acclaim ...

Also, the Dudu Pukwana memorial at the same venue ...

And of course the 100 has a punk history also

And of course the 100 has a punk history also

You learn something new every day, I diddent know that. I spent a good few years after working there abroad and lost touch.
It would be fun to go back and see the old place again.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/100_Club_Punk_Festival
http://www.the100club.co.uk/history.asp

Enjoy!

Great links. What a blast from the past that was
Thank you

Brilliant

Ronnie Scotts '77- '80 when there were about 10 of us with only 2 NUS cards that let us in at student rate, so two would go in, one would come out and then take another one in until we all got in why did we think that the guy on the door hadnt figured it out! Then we would take stacks of the free postcards and send them to people we knew. Ronnie Scotts were supposed to post them on for free. Never checked if they ever got there. Being told off by the singer for talking too loud. Being told off for making too much noise. Four of us sharing a beer all night and not being told off

Fast Forward to 2007, Our 15 year old daughter's face when we finally were able to take her to Ronnie Scotts after persuading the guy on the door she was 3 years older than actual! Hey we were old hands at blagging

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Ronnie Scotts '77- '80 when there were about 10 of us with only 2 NUS cards that let us in at student rate, so two would go in, one would come out and then take another one in until we all got in why did we think that the guy on the door hadnt figured it out! Then we would take stacks of the free postcards and send them to people we knew. Ronnie Scotts were supposed to post them on for free. Never checked if they ever got there. Being told off by the singer for talking too loud. Being told off for making too much noise. Four of us sharing a beer all night and not being told off

Fast Forward to 2007, Our 15 year old daughter's face when we finally were able to take her to Ronnie Scotts after persuading the guy on the door she was 3 years older than actual! Hey we were old hands at blagging
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Your post made me laugh.
I remember getting the tube to Oxford Street and not buying a ticket for the journey. At Oxford street station you could get to the dustbin lift that took you street level past the ticket collector. You did not have the turnstiles that you have today. I used to think I was the only one that did that until one day I was joined by a guy in a city suite and suitcase

Money was tight then.