So I did a bonus round the other week where you had to think of a list of famous people with birds in their name, something like that.
As usual, the criteria for success in the bonus round include choosing answer that everyone has heard of. Examples here would includes Eagle Eye Cherry and Alan Titchmarsh.
People are always raging when no-one has heard of the thing they’ve written down.
In this case the “legend” that none of us give a flying fuck about is someone named “Steve Swallow”.
“Who the fuck is Steve Swallow?” I asked, not unreasonably.
“You don’t know who Steve Swallow is?” gasped the guy.
“No” I replied succinctly, “Who is he?”
“He’s only like the greatest Jazz Bassist…. ever”
“Right. That’s why no one has heard of him. NEXT!”
To be fair to the guy, I promised I would look Steve Swallow up when I got the chance. This was months ago and I’ve had millions of chances, but now I finally got round to looking him up. It’s pretty fucking unimpressive.
So, if you really have two minutes and 35 seconds spare, here’s Steve Swallow and his jazz bass solo: