Here I am in my regular café writing.
My latte and croissant in front of me.
The business itenary is out of the way and I’m settling back to write a bit of dialogue
“ Jane is berating her Dad….”
There’s an irritating ‘Cluck cluck cluck…'
I’m suddenly aware of the geezer behind me.
Curly hair.
Good jeans.
Expensive trainers.
MANIC HEAD MOVEMENTS.
One of the girls comes to take his order.
He’s well-spoken.
He orders kidneys.
BUT HE’S OFF HIS BOX!
Mr.Happy, clucking, fidgety, drumming and he’s rustling his papers.
He leaves all his valuables and rushes out to the tobacconist.
He returns with a magazine.
This man could be on drugs.
"There are two ways to consider a musician beyond category. One is to perceive them to be so out of the loop that they're sort of a head-scratcher and the other is to find them competent in so many styles that one label wont suit. John Watts falls into the latter group. John Watts has been recording in multiple styles for three decades, resulting in 17 albums, which collectively have sold over 2 million copies. Perhaps another descriptor could be popular."
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