As I write this, it's the afternoon of 21st November. I'm currently in France, waiting to do a gig with Sam Castle in Vertolaye in the Auvergne region of France tomorrow evening. Harmonica and piano has a unique place in the history of blues playing (go on - find me another pairing like that - unless you happened to catch my gig with Nigel Feist in Brodastairs on the 2006 August bank holiday). Actually it sounds pretty good, even though I say so myself. It's absolutely unlikely that any of you reading this will be able to make it along but, just in case you are nearby and can read English enough to understand this, please do come and see us.
Sam and I go out as the 'Blues Dudes'. When you write that out in a hurry, it can look like 'Blues Ducles' - which is exactly the way the initial publicity spelt it. Luckily Sam told them that it was a D in the middle and they were good enough to reprint the publicity - which is why we are now known as the 'Blues Dudles'. I'm not sure I don't like that name better!
