Cream anyone? Ginger Baker on the left.

"Beware of Mr Baker"

Film at the indie cinema in Brighton about Ginger Baker. Title is taken from the warning sign at the entrance to his estate in Africa, now sold. Not a great shot due to the light, best I could do though without flash (risk of being slung out by the man himself I thought).

The film was followed by a Q & A session with the man himself, now broke and shorn of his flowing trademark hair. The film pulled no punches, so I think many of us in the audience were expecting fireworks (hence the interviewer sitting out of reach, I think). He was remarkably amiable though, so when someone asked something he didn't want to answer he just pretended he hadn't heard the question properly.

Slightly better large.

Synopsis:

"When a documentary opens with its subject belting the director hard on the nose, you know you're in for something pretty unusual - but then legendary drummer Ginger Baker is exactly that.

Inspired by great post-war jazz players like Phil Seamen and Max Roach, Baker is best known for playing with Cream, Traffic and Ginger Baker's Airforce, although he later abandoned Britain to settle in Nigeria to join the equally eccentric Fela Kuti. Following an interview he did with Baker for Rolling Stone in 2009, journalist Jay Bulger revisited the now ailing and financially strapped musician on his South African farm.

The film features many engaging reminiscences by the irascible, nay arrogant, 73-year-old, and interviews with past musical partners combined with period concert footage will prove compulsive viewing for all music fans."