I’ve got those kettle-dropping, flesh-burning, bad ol’ Shanghai Blues

Just to say, I won’t be playing Shanghai Blues tonight due to spending much of yesterday in both A and E.  I spilled the contents of an entire boiling kettle over my right forearm and hand, and as a result am somewhat out of action. And also looking not unlike The Singing Detective. I shall leave you instead in the capable hands (or rather: lungs) of the great Tammy Weis, with Kit Massey on piano. And I’ll be back at Shanghai Blues on September 5th, domestic accidents not withstanding.