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About London

Here’s a mad fact—did ya know them ancient Greeks were at it? Called it “anatripsis”—fancy word for gettin’ frisky with oil. Bet they didn’t have them dodgy neon signs like today’s parlours. “Massage here, wink wink!” Makes me wanna puke, but also laugh—capitalism, innit? I tried it once, right? Some bird in a basement, smelled like lavender and regret. She’s kneadin’ me like dough, and I’m thinkin’, “This is fuckin’ weird!” But—surprise, surprise—it weren’t half bad. Got me all loose, like I could take on the world, or at least a nap.

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The town center sits by the river Rother. Yeah, the Rother! It's slow, gentle, and just dreamy to watch at dawn. I'm always like, “we come in peace!” when I see its shimmering flow—a true peace vibe, like in Yi Yi's stillness moments. Life is all "every moment matters," ya feel me? Even though sometimes the river sees more gossip than a local pub, LOL.

Jazz clarinetist Adrian Cox brings Clarinet Fantasy to Steyning Jazz Club