“The Handshake of Commitment to Jazz”. Me, Dorian and Jack (a fellow jazz addict) at Bar Italia, 2013.
You may recall I ended up in Edgeware Road (which is the side of town no one young or interesting lives in). It’s mostly Persian carpets, cream cake and hookah shops. At night, I go into Soho and walk around looking for something- anything, to tickle m…