Burning Bright: The Westbrooks Take On Blake At Kings Place
- Monday, March 20, 2017
The music of Kate and Mike Westbrook defies categorisation.
The music of Kate and Mike Westbrook defies categorisation.
There's a feeling that, in the past, British trombonists have tended to be overlooked or sidelined.
This multi-media production has a breadth of ambition that is matched by a depth of virtuosity.
It's a complex web of internationalism that binds this band together; an Englishman, a Scot, an American and a German, all resident across the far east from Singapore to Seoul, joined by a saxophonist from London, and playing here tonight in the warm refuge of The Verdict.
Plus ça change, plus c'ést la même chose.
The performance area at the Minerva Theatre in Chichester is like a small Roman amphitheatre.
Manhattan's New School Of Jazz was set up to nurture the well of the jazz tradition as it springs straight from the source; in an age where jazz has increasingly sought the security of an existence on campus, New School remains one of the first and best, and the number of applicants far exceeds the available places.
Dave Morecroft patrolled the Vortex in a military tunic and a scary clown mask, complete with fluorescent spiky hair, dishing out mince pies baked freshly that afternoon by bassist Arthur O'Hara.
"It's the end of a long, emotional journey," pianist and bandleader Maria Chiara Argirò tells the Vortex crowd at the launch of her debut album.
The last time a Brighton friend of mine saw Jimi Hendrix, he stalked past him with his black cap pulled down, his gloweringly foul vibe confirmed as he trashed his equipment on Sussex University's stage, ending a set so moodily short that support act Ten Years After had to play again.