Jazz

Yesterday was a good day for some culture, so I went to a jazz concert in one of the pubs here in Tirana. Thinking of jazz I imagine a dark room, with pale light, a small stage, smoke, stairs down to get to the pub and small round tables facing the stage. This was indeed a room with pale light, but with an immens scandelere at the ceiling and the head of a wild boar on the wall, it wasn't totally what i imagined. Could have been, because it was the Carlsberg Pub... The music was good though. It started a bit strange with jazzy versions of famous songs (Yesterday - John Lennon), but it turned more and more into "real" jazz. Too bad that there were only expats attending the concert, but that could have been because it was organised by the European
Commission. The majority of the visitors was Dutch as usual...