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I'm sure you don't believe me. I wouldn't ordinarily but I had a headache, went to a jazz club and it disappeared and didn't even return once I'd left. I walked home snapping my fingers and jerking my body to inaudible beats.
I'd gone to the 606 club on Lots Rd, Chelsea. You buzz to get in, receive a mild interrogation as to your intentions (member/non member etc), go down some stairs into a dingy basement with low lights. 80s throwback heaven. Even if you weren't the biggest fan of jazz at the beginning, the sheer mess of beats and complexity of sounds is so attractive that the desire to tap your foot becomes unavoidable.
p.s. The "cool" bloke above took me...
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