norfolk brummie
gone but not forgotten
Around 1956/57, and just before I left 'Brum', I was still working in Kay Westworths Music Shop in Snow Hill, although by this time, I was also playing in bands, seven nights a week.
One day two guys walked into the store. Both swarthy, and almost gypsy like in appearance. They spoke a fraction of English, just enough to let me know that one wished to try a violin, and the other a guitar.
Having tuned up the instruments, they started playing. Wonderfully technical players, the music was marvellous. Real gypsy music.
We all gathered round, fascinated by this lovely warm expressive music. After about half an hour of this they handed the instruments back in, and in their own way, thanked us with gestures.
On the Saturday they both came back into the shop, this time with an interpreter, and bought a violin and guitar.
The interpreter told us that they were refugees from the Hungarian Uprising, and had been professional musicians, just managing to get out of Hungary before the Russians closed the borders. The one guy had given his very good watch to a Russian, who had threatened to shoot him.
I had seen, and heard, the very best Hungarian Gypsy music for free, and it had been a real privledge.
Eddie.
One day two guys walked into the store. Both swarthy, and almost gypsy like in appearance. They spoke a fraction of English, just enough to let me know that one wished to try a violin, and the other a guitar.
Having tuned up the instruments, they started playing. Wonderfully technical players, the music was marvellous. Real gypsy music.
We all gathered round, fascinated by this lovely warm expressive music. After about half an hour of this they handed the instruments back in, and in their own way, thanked us with gestures.
On the Saturday they both came back into the shop, this time with an interpreter, and bought a violin and guitar.
The interpreter told us that they were refugees from the Hungarian Uprising, and had been professional musicians, just managing to get out of Hungary before the Russians closed the borders. The one guy had given his very good watch to a Russian, who had threatened to shoot him.
I had seen, and heard, the very best Hungarian Gypsy music for free, and it had been a real privledge.
Eddie.