for the long termers of the TCMF, you would possibly remember an elderly gentleman, dressed in black, wearing a flat brim black Akubra, wander in to the venue and dance to a complete song, then he would clap, acknowledge the musiciashiip, give a courteous wave to all patrons and staff, then exit to move to the next venue. His name was Chika, and he was an integral part of the breath that brought life into the TCMF..

Tamworth - the Lookout- Chika's Ashes

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