When Peter Barker approached me the other day with his found recording of jazz at the Crown in the 1970’s, I found it interesting, but wasn’t sure how the readership would take to it. I needn’t have worried, as reaction to the whole thing has been great. I love hearing the recollections of the time, there’s something clearly very special about what was going on there, the musicianship and professionalism of the players is plain to hear, even to those who may not know the music involved.
Ian, grandson of Fred Degville, got in touch via the comments on the last post and said the following:
I’ve got a great big lump in my throat and am incredibly proud of my Grandad Fred, Nan Trude, and Uncle Paul, not to forget my late, wonderful mom’s voice.
Thank you so much.
Nan and Grandad ran the Crown until a barmaid ran off with the takings, then they took on the Greenacres club in Aldridge. Grandad died in 1979 from cancer, it had ravaged him. He was a very, very lovely man. Nan passed away in 1988, and mom in 1998. Uncle Paul is down in Herefordshire now, still gigging and as brilliant as ever. He has tons of videos from back in the day. I’ve a photo I’d like to add, please Bob…
Well, Ian sent me an email this afternoon with the above picture: isn’t it a brilliant period piece? These were clearly musicians having a great time playing music that they loved.
Thank you so much for the post today, it brought my family back to life. I have just come off the phone to my Uncle Paul, who was also thrilled. Hopefully he’ll be in touch too with some more memories.
Please see attached the photo I mentioned. Uncle Paul is in the middle with 70s hair, and Granddad on the end in 70s sandals (he always wore them!).
Your wonderful site has led to a little family reunion too, so many thanks for that. Keep posting those great stories mate!
Cheers and thanks again,
I’d like to thank Ian for this wonderful addition to the story. This has been a really touching thing, and I’d again like to pay tribute to the generosity of Peter Barker in making the recordings and handing them to me to post. I welcome anything else Ian or any jazz fans who remember this scene would like to add. I really had no idea that this was going on in Brownhills at that time.
Some weeks, when I look back at what I’ve posted on the blog, I can hardly believe where the stories came from. I think this is going to be one of these weeks. To do this is such a pleasure. Thanks.